Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

Working Hard

Alone in his office, Alexander continued reading articles about Ruthenia Empire.

Ruthenia Empire is a massive transcontinental country that extended across Eurasia comparable to the territory of the Russian Empire of his world. It has a sheer size of 22,400,000 square kilometers with a total population of 170 million. Due to its massive size, it contains a lot of ethnic minorities living across the Empire, however, his great grandfather oppressed those minorities with his domestic policy called Ruthenification, assimilating them into the dominant Ruthenian tradition, culture, and language. However, this act became a source of resentment to the people who were affected, pushing them to the edge and assassinating his great grandfather.

The people believe that the Ruthenification would end after the assassination but instead, it intensified under his grandfather and later his father. Due to this act, the Ruthenia Empire underwent a huge struggle for the past two decades, especially when the economy collapsed under his father's mismanagement, resulting in civil unrest and numerous rebellions sprouting across the Empire.

This also dampened the Empire's industrialization, falling behind the rest of Europe, which is now more modernized.

Not only that, the way the emperors governs was quickly becoming outdated, retaining the rules of autocracy, basically meaning the Emperor holds the most power. People had already voiced their opinion, wanting a fair representation in the government but their cries went unheard.\ thinking that it was foolish for a peasant to be part of the government.

The more he reads about his new home, the more his head aches. So he got reincarnated in the body of a prince whose country is on the verge of collapse. That's like being sent into a prison with a death sentence.

This has to change. He thought to himself, if he wanted to survive in this hostile and foreign world where the future is unknown, he has to listen to the cries of the people.

As he thought before, this world is not similar to his own, so history is altered, hence he doesn't know how things will turn out. To add salt to the wound, he's not much keen on world history, though he has some historical knowledge about technologies that rose to prominence.

Then he remembered that they'll be marching for the Winter Palace on the first of August, which that means in five days, the palace ground will be full of protestors desiring change.

"Okay, I decided." He said to himself and continued, "I'll meet those people head-on and listen to their plea."

Now that the decision is settled, Alexander shifted his attention to another issue, his sister Anastasia who has tuberculosis.

The process of synthesizing streptomycin is quite simple, you grow a strain of Streptomyces Griseus for five days, ferment it using a submerged fermentation process, extract it, then test it for purity.

All can be done within 15 days if the equipment he ordered arrives in the evening. He already has a framework in his head.

Grabbing a pen and a book, he wrote all the processes involved in streptomycin production.

After that, he closed the book and stashed it in the drawer under his table.

He glanced over his shoulder and noticed the sun is already setting, its orange hue streaming through the window.

He lost track of time from reading books.

Despite knowing that, Alexander continued to work, knowing more about his territory.

...

Outside, Christina a butler of the royal palace announced something to her.

"Your Highness, the delivery for His Majesty Alexander has arrived. Where do you want us to place it?"