Humanity's first circumnavigation had been completed under its own leadership, and that was quite meaningful to Paul.
To outsiders, the count seemed extremely happy and excited, as if he were celebrating a festival.
But Paul's inner excitement was not actually as fervent as he made it seem. It wasn't that he wasn't excited at all; rather, the intensity simply couldn't compare with what he displayed.
Combining the knowledge from his previous life with the various phenomena he had observed in this life, Paul had long since concluded that this world was a celestial body like Earth.
For him, carrying out a circumnavigation was more like replaying a game he had already beaten and unlocking a memorable achievement.
Of course, as a ruler, Paul's goal was not as simple as merely earning an achievement.
Expanding his territory and establishing overseas colonies? There was no such need or pressure for the time being—or at least, not within the lands under his control.
But doing business with the natives and opening up new markets was still possible. No matter how different their cultural backgrounds were, they still had to eat, drink, and relieve themselves, didn't they?
There was also the matter of getting an early understanding of what important resources existed throughout the world.
The Northern Exploration Fleet had brought back furs, medicinal herbs, and minerals.
The Eastern Exploration Fleet had brought back... what seemed to be petroleum and rubber? As for the Western Exploration Fleet, the situation in the New World was still unclear, but the two brand-new continents to the north and south held infinite possibilities.
Moreover, according to the Western Exploration Fleet's records, large numbers of seabirds gathered on many uninhabited islands in the ocean west of the Northwest Bay. Their numbers were astonishing—so numerous that they were difficult to