Return to Africa to become a tycoon

Chapter 2 The Little Golden Man of Action

For someone who has no money, the first priority is to fill their stomach.

They filled their stomachs and had a taste of foreign cuisine.

So what's the next step?

Of course, it's about making money.

Since he hadn't yet figured out how to pay for the meal, Liu Yide sat there, not so much weighing the pros and cons of dining and dashing, but rather observing whether there was an opportunity to make money.

Working is a must.

I work, and I'm happy!

But first you need to find a job.

If there are no opportunities, then create them.

Believe it or not, he actually found it.

The opportunity lay with this burly sailor—everyone called him "first mate."

First mate... He's the highest-ranking person on the ship besides the captain, so he must be a wealthy man.

At least among these sailors, he was definitely a wealthy man.

"What did you say?! You little brat, are you looking for death?!"

Hyde suddenly stood up and glared at Liu Yide.

Liu Yide, who was prepared, spoke the moment his opponent approached and was about to make a move. His voice was soft, but exceptionally clear:

"Your illness is curable."

Hyde froze as if struck by lightning, his fist hanging in mid-air.

He then frowned, his eyes still betraying his barely concealed panic:

"What illness? I'm perfectly healthy, I'm not sick at all!"

Although he was white, his skin was tanned dark from years at sea, and his bare arms were full of strong muscles. But Liu Yide could see clearly that his neck and arms were covered with dark red rashes, and there were several clear blisters between his fingers, the edges of which were already ulcerated—typical symptoms of early syphilis.

Although Liu Yide studied chemistry in college, he usually passed the time by browsing public accounts and watching videos while running his business, and he managed to memorize a lot of miscellaneous knowledge.

He had some understanding of this infectious disease that swept across Europe in modern times, not only knowing its entanglement with many geniuses and artists in history, but also being deeply impressed by the disturbing images of its symptoms.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time.

When people have no choice, they often make unexpected decisions, just like now!

Liu Yide did not back down, but looked directly into the first mate's eyes:

"You know what I'm talking about."

Then my gaze fell on the rash and blisters on his hands.

The other person's gaze caused Hyde's expression to change drastically. He instinctively covered his hand, his eyes filled with shock and panic.

The surrounding sailors didn't find it particularly strange.

Syphilis...which sailor doesn't have it?

Since the Age of Exploration, sailors from Columbus's fleet brought syphilis back to Europe from the New World, and sailors became the hardest-hit group of people affected by the disease.

This is one of the reasons why they indulge in wine and women—after all, they will most likely end up dead anyway.

Despite the fact that this disease has ravaged the world for centuries, syphilis remains incurable in this day and age. Once infected, one can only wait to die in agony.

The first mate had obviously known he was ill for a long time, but had been hiding it. He never expected that a strange man from the East would see right through him.

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

He tried to remain calm, but his voice was already trembling slightly.

"This disease is incurable; everyone says so. How could you possibly cure it?"

"Just because they can't cure it doesn't mean I can't."

Liu Yide spoke calmly, but his mind was racing with calculations.

This is my only chance.

Although Liu Yide is not a doctor, he remembers that syphilis is treatable, for example, with penicillin. He also knows a little about how penicillin is made from popular science articles.

But for someone who studied chemistry, making penicillin was a bit of a stretch.

"you……"

Hyde stared at the man in astonishment, his eyes flickering with struggle, fear, despair, and resentment, all of which ultimately coalesced into a faint glimmer of hope. He looked at Liu Yide as if grasping at a last straw:

"Can you really cure me?"

His tone was filled with doubt, but even more so with urgency. His previous ferocity had vanished, leaving only profound helplessness. Syphilis brought not only physical pain but also the potential to harm his loved ones; he had been suffering terribly these past few days.

"This disease is curable."

Liu Yide nodded, his tone still calm, yet carrying a convincing power.

"But...it's expensive, and it'll take several days. Let's find a place to stay first."

The sailors in the bar were all stunned—could this man really cure syphilis?

Hyde knew perfectly well that this was a pipe dream. But he was desperate, having seen countless doctors and tried all sorts of "miracle potions," none of which worked. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he was willing to give it a try.

After all, people are ultimately afraid of death and cling to life.

No one is willing to give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

Throughout history, people have always been willing to believe in "miracle doctors".

Without the slightest hesitation, Hyde pulled a banknote from his pocket and tossed it to the young waiter.

"Ram, put his bill on my tab, and also book me another room."

Become!

Finally, I have a place to stay!

Liu Yide breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.

But this is just the beginning. Next, he will really have to face the issue of "treating syphilis".

At that moment, what flashed through his mind was the little GG he had seen as a child, pasted on public toilets and utility poles—an old military doctor who specialized in treating difficult and complicated diseases.

As Liu Yide followed the first mate upstairs, he could feel everyone's eyes on him. The sailors stared at him as if he were looking at some faint hope.

"Can he really cure that disease?"

"Could he be a scammer?"

"Who knows, he's the first mate..."

After all, no one wants to die.

Hyde led the way quickly, turning back every now and then to urge him on, his eyes filled with impatience. Liu Yide followed behind, feeling the gazes around him. In his eyes, what were these people?

They are potential customers.

That's right, all these sailors, regardless of their wealth, are potential customers.

They're all like little golden statues that can walk!

As he went upstairs, Liu Yide was already silently planning out the steps to treat his illness.

However, treating the illness is not in a hurry.

It's already dark. I'll take a nap first.

As an old military doctor, he needs to rest well before he can save lives.

But once he lay down in bed, he couldn't fall asleep. The kerosene lamp emitted a dim, soft light.

In 1878, the electric light had not even been invented yet.

The flickering light of the kerosene lamp mirrored Liu Yide's thoughts.

Name: Liu Yide

Sex: Male

Age: Twenty...

Liu Yide is now unsure how to determine his age. Is he experiencing rejuvenation?

Because he could clearly feel some changes happening in his body.

For example, the floaters that had plagued him since high school seemed to have disappeared, as did the floating black spots that appeared when he looked at things. This was a clarity he hadn't experienced since childhood.

Furthermore, even some folliculitis and acne scars on his forehead have disappeared. Before, when he looked in the mirror, he couldn't even believe it was his own face; his skin was as delicate as a child's.

In addition, my once-slender abdomen has been restored to the eight-pack abs I had in college.

His memory also became exceptionally good, and his English became many times more fluent, allowing him to communicate with Hyde and the others without any problems.

"Something seems off!"

Lying in bed, Liu Yide tried to recall the past again. He found that the knowledge he had learned, the books he had read, and the memories that should have been forgotten long ago were all awakened as he recalled them, vivid and clear in his mind.

"Could this be my cheat code?"

Doubts welled up in Liu Yide's mind, and he became somewhat uneasy: What is this cheat code? Is it just super memory?

Are these the perks of time travelers?

However, one of the biggest problems for time travelers is survival.

For penniless transmigrators, the biggest problem is how to survive in a strange world.

As for health and such, those are minor matters.

"Besides, this is Italy!"

How can you survive in Italy if you can't even speak Italian?

He encountered every kind of trouble a time traveler could possibly face: language barrier and being penniless.

Despite being exhausted from a long and tiring day, he still hid his bag in the ceiling compartment.

There are cell phones and other things that don't belong to this era inside, so you absolutely cannot carry them with you.

After busying himself for a while, Liu Yide finally lay back down on the bed. His mind wandered for a moment, and then he drifted off to sleep.