mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 967 Outbreak
Zhao Chuanxin looked at the second-hand dealer's legs.

This look made the middleman shudder: "I'll give you fifty pesos."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Why are you waiting for me now?"

The second-hand dealer pointed at the gate and said, "I need to go in and get the money."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said, "I heard that the people who set up the gambling game here have several guns on hand. I don't know if it's true. Oh, are they talking about your gambling game?"

The second-hand dealer was sweating profusely: "No, absolutely not."

"Then you go."

The second-hand dealer entered the yard and immediately went into the house to get the gun, an American product, a lever-action rifle, which was smuggled from the North Ferry at Oshinaga in the north.

This is the capital for his survival.

After taking three guns and calling three men, the middleman went out angrily, ready to settle the score with the Asian and Justino.

Just went out.

Shhhhhh.

Modified Lugang M1907 pistol, silent firing.

Three people had their fingers broken.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin blew at the muzzle of the gun: "Have you taken the money?"

The second peddler stammered, sweat pouring down his face, "I'll go back and get it now."

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "I heard that there was a gambling guy who liked to take revenge afterwards. I don't know if it's true or not."

The second-hand dealer who had just turned around staggered and almost fell down when he heard this: "It's fake, absolutely fake."

When he came out again, he had a handful of money in his hand: "Fifty pesos, not a cent less."

Zhao Chuanxin took it, took out twenty pesos and threw them to the second-hand dealer: "This is medical expenses, take it."

Then he turned and left with Justino.

The second-hand dealer looked at his own casualties, the lever rifle on the ground, and Zhao Chuanxin's back. After all, he did not have the courage to pick up the gun and launch a surprise attack.

This guy is so fucking evil.

After walking away, Zhao Chuanxin took out five pesos and threw them to Justino: "Your labor fee."

Justino waved his hand while holding the money: "No, Don John Constantine, this is not possible."

"Take it and walk back by yourself. They won't dare to catch up with you."

"What about you?" Justino was also living a tight life. This windfall seemed too easy to come by. It felt like a dream.

Don John Constantine was very generous, unlike Camilo Torick, the big landowner of Quitsalan, who was a stingy person.

"Well, I want to go..." Zhao Chuanxin stopped talking and suddenly pointed in a direction, saying in surprise: "Look, there is an acacia tree over there."

This sentence doesn't sound like it's describing a tree, but rather a UFO.

Justino turned around and saw, "Oh, it's not an acacia tree, what's wrong?" Zhao Chuanxin had indeed not lied to him.

But what's so surprising about this?

When he looked back again, Zhao Chuanxin had disappeared.

Zhao Chuanxin saved the power of faith by teleporting back to the wooden house and then teleporting to the white house.

You have to ride a horse to Ecatlán and walk on the way back. Time management master Zhao Chuanxin cannot waste this time.

Back at the white house, Zhao Chuanxin gave Aguirre Ida another five pesos: "This is the wages for the next period of time. Wait for Justino to come back and continue building the stable."

He went into the warehouse and went to the underground bunker.

After he killed the puppet soldiers, he only had time to collect three bodies, and the rest were burned when the new emperor summoned the sun god.

The black puppet craftsman spread the scraps on the operating table and disassembled them.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "What kind of new body should be made for the old emperor?"

Xingyue said solemnly: "Don't worry about it, leave it to me."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I should go to bed."

He became more and more fond of sleeping in the underground bunker.

It is absolutely quiet and absolutely dark, and the sleep quality is excellent.

When Zhao Chuanxin was sleeping, Justino came back exhausted.

He asked, "Has Don John Constantine returned?"

Aguirre Ida nodded, "Yes, he came back two hours ago. He also said that we can continue to build the stables when you come back."

Justino was a little confused.

Came back two hours ago? How is that possible?

Wouldn't it be a trick to trick him into returning home in the blink of an eye?

At this moment, he was filled with awe for Don John Constantine from the bottom of his heart.

In the afternoon, before the sun set, he dragged his tired body home and met a winemaker named Miguel Esteban on the way, who was looking worried.

Justino, who was kind-hearted, stepped forward and asked, "Miguel, what happened?"

Miguel Esteban sighed, "They are Urquidi Gómez's men again, forcing me to sell my land. Damn Urquidi Gómez, he is such a bully."

At this moment, if it were Aguilera Ida, he might boast that he could replace him in the future.

Or brag like this: Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born into a certain class?

But Justino just sighed and said, "What kind of world is this? Can't we work hard to farm the land?"

Of course not, the big landowners throughout Mexico are seizing and concentrating the land.

Miguel Esteban thought so. “This is going to drive us to death. Is Camilo Torric’s appetite insatiable?”

At this moment, some images suddenly flashed through Justino's mind.

He blurted out: "Perhaps, you should go to Don John Constantine! He has the ability to help you, and all you need to do is give him your friendship."

"What? You mean a stranger?" Miguel Esteban was confused by Justino's adding the word "don" before the stranger's title. "Him? Can he help me?"

Haha, even he himself had to suffer bullying from Urquidi Gómez. If Urquidi Gómez hadn't been unlucky and broken his teeth, he might have dealt with the outsider long ago.

Justino heard this and said solemnly, "Listen to me, Miguel, you must remain respectful to Don John Constantine and don't talk nonsense."

Miguel Esteban was about to retort, but he stopped himself.

Urquidi Gomez and his team are very aggressive, and now Miguel Esteban has no other options, so he might as well try his luck.

……

Zhao Chuanxin woke up, came to the operating table, and saw a new puppet body.

He pointed at the puppet body in disbelief and asked, "Is this for the old emperor?"

Xingyue gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, he is only worthy of using this."

Zhao Chuanxin even felt a little embarrassed: "The reputation of an honest man like Zhao was ruined by you."

Xingyue: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin took the new puppet body and teleported it back to Lubin Prefecture.

When they arrived at the yamen, Rebecca Levi followed him into the office anxiously.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Since you're back, why don't you stay out tonight?" Rebecca Levi looked at Zhao Chuanxin, her eyes almost tearing. "You know, for you, I can do anything!"

"Really?" Zhao Chuanxin obviously didn't believe it.

"Really." Rebecca Levy nodded seriously.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote down: ∫1/(1-x^2)^0.5 dx=arcsinx+C……

He asked, “Can you do it?”

Rebecca Levi was confused: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said with disdain: "Okay, stop being so horny all day long. I have a meeting later, so you should kneel down first."

Zhao Chuanxin called people to a meeting, mainly for the purpose of "fighting against bandits."

Yao Jia also came with his arms hanging.

Zhao Chuanxin, like he always did, kept his head down, writing and drawing without saying a word, letting the crowd break into small groups and chatter and guess on their own while waiting.

After patiently waiting for everyone to arrive, Zhao Chuanxin spoke directly: "This time, Lubin Prefecture successfully wiped out the Japanese-Russian joint Tiger Hunting Team during the Western Expedition. Yes, that's their name."

Yao Jia blurted out, "What tiger are you hunting?"

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and said, "Hunting the tiger of the prefect of Lubin Prefecture."

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin continued, "After Sangbeizi wiped out the Japanese-Russian joint team, I went to Kulun and slapped the Eighth Jebtsundamba."

The crowd was in an uproar.

This is so fucking tough.

On the grassland, who dares to slap Jebtsundamba?

Zhang Shouzeng's expression changed slightly: "Sir, you are too impulsive."

"Haha, if you are not impulsive, how can you be called a young man?" Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and said, "Not only that, I also killed a group of lamas and herdsmen who intended to rebel."

When they puffed out smoke, their mouths opened and closed, and some herdsmen were "forced" to rebel.

The mature and steady Zhang Shouzeng's expression became more and more solemn.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Haven't we always wanted to expand our territory to the western grasslands? Here's our chance. I have evidence of Jebtsundamba's crimes in my hands. We can use this to control them and divide all the areas east of Sangbeizi and Zhuobarse into the Lubin Prefecture area."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shouzeng, with a solemn expression, said: "In my opinion, this is not enough. It would be better to take over Matade in the south and put it under Lubin Prefecture."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

The current situation is that conservatives think the radicals are too conservative?

If the prefect had not slapped Jebtsundamba, Zhang Shouzeng would not have suggested annexation.

But since it has happened, we might as well go all the way.

"Ahem..." Zhao Chuanxin coughed twice: "You can't chew too much, and there are not enough people."

Zhang Shouzeng was about to say something else when Yao Jia interrupted and asked, "Does the master have any plans?"

If we want to understand Zhao Chuanxin, it has to be Yao Jia.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the map with a thorn stick and said, "I plan to abolish the law of fleeing the banner in this entire area, make it legal for bannermen to work, and build a technical school in Lubin Prefecture to train craftsmen, regardless of whether they are bannermen or Han people."

hum...

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

This was a blatant change to the laws of the Qing court.

Can the Qing court tolerate this?
Zhao Chuanxin's approach is definitely a major innovation.

I believe that there will be countless lower-class bannermen who will be grateful to him and would like to offer him a tablet.

What a great move to pull the trigger.

But Jiang Jian shook his head: "It's not that simple. Some bannermen are willing to lower their status and engage in other industries. But some are reserved and may secretly resent you for doing this unnecessary thing."

What he said is true.

Even long after the demise of the Qing Dynasty, there were still some old and young people who were unwilling to let go and unable to accept reality.

But Zhao Chuanxin was not panicked at all.

He knew how much the environment could influence a person. He had already made a plan: "I plan to abolish the princes and taijis in Lubin Prefecture!"

"No!"

"Too hasty!"

"Please think twice, sir."

Among those who opposed it were both Han people and Bannermen.

Some people gave such advice out of fear that Zhao Chuanxin would cause trouble, while others gave such advice out of instinct because they felt their status was threatened.

For example, Wu Ye, the deputy chief of the Patrol Police Bureau, was himself a taiji.

"Why not?" Zhao Chuanxin asked lazily.

Jiang Jian said, "Sir, if this happens, I'm afraid someone will gather a crowd to rebel."

Zhao Chuanxin exhaled a puff of cigarette and said, "Then I will convince him with reason and virtue."

"..."

What is the meaning of winning people over with virtue? Isn’t it just killing, killing and killing?
Zhang Shouzeng said: "I am afraid that some people will become disloyal."

"It just so happens that I've been studying time management lately, so I might as well do it myself and challenge my weak spot."

Lao Zhao’s weakness is laziness. He only cares about killing but not burying.

Yao Jia gave a more specific example: "Sir, what if someone says yes but doesn't do it?"

"Have you heard of Darwin?" Zhao Chuanxin said, "There is a theory called the theory of evolution, which says that if you use it, you lose it. Since they are useless, just replace them. Zhao has a bad reputation outside, but I don't know why people are scrambling to work for me."

Everyone could see that Zhao Chuanxin was determined to cause trouble.

Tang Qunying asked, "Sir, what if the princes and taijis in Lubin Prefecture flee to other places?"

"Let's go. People can leave, but the land must remain."

Yao Jia remembered the "land reform" that Zhao Chuanxin had once mentioned.

He was inspired: "It's better to give it a try. If you don't do it, I won't do it either. Someone has to do it."

Before this, Zhao Chuanxin distributed grass tickets, wooden tickets, fish tickets, etc. in preparation for this day.

Zhang Shouzeng had no choice but to say, "Let's take it to the Advisory Council, and let the members discuss it and vote on it."

This is the role of the Advisory Council.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay."

Although the land in the west has not been actually swallowed up, everyone has begun to discuss how to govern it.

Zhao Chuanxin mostly just listened and rarely said anything. He just painted on a drawing board with four pieces of paper stuck on the edge, openly slacking off.

He used something like a pencil to draw.

By the time the meeting was over, he had finished painting.

Outside the conference room, Zhao Chuanxin handed the painting to Cui Fenghua: "Go frame it. This is my gift to the army."

The others who went out, along with Cui Fenghua, looked curiously.

People are first attracted by the brilliant colors, and then by the simple, rough, and even somewhat abstract pictures.

If we use mobile phone pixels to describe it, the pixels of this painting can be traced back to Nokia.

The picture shows a grassland with a bonfire in the center and blurry human figures around it. From the blurry figures, it can be roughly seen that these people are sitting on the ground.

The picture is cold in color, and there should be snow around it. The warmth of the bonfire in the center adds warmth to the painting.

At first glance, it looks like a child's doodle.

If you look closely, you will find it very artistic.

The key is that this is a way of painting that no one has ever seen before.

This is - crayon drawing!

There is a line of words in the blank space above the crayon drawing: The fire warms the chest, the wind blows cold on the back.

This painting, combined with a line of words, becomes more impressive.

"Good painting!" Zhang Shouzeng praised.

Considering that this painting was presented to the army, everyone immediately thought of the scene of the army marching out and gathering around bonfires for warmth on a snowy and cold night.

I can relate to that.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to tell everyone in Lubin Prefecture that although this battle seemed easy to win, the conditions were actually very difficult.

At the same time, it is also telling the Gray Axe Army and the Blizzard Team: I remember your contributions and hard work.

It's a kind of motivation.

Cui Fenghua carefully took the painting and agreed.

During the remaining time, Zhao Chuanxin handled official business, while Xingyue used the remaining waste to upgrade the burrowing puppet and add light blade rune fragments.

After possessing the Light Blade Rune, Xingyue gained the right to independently produce Light Blade Rune fragments, because he could empower them at will.

Equip the Digging Golem with Light Blade Rune Fragments. When encountering large rocks while digging, you can use the Light Blade to cut them to increase efficiency.

In the afternoon, Rebecca Levy came again and asked Zhao Chuanxin to go home in the evening.

Zhao Chuanxin told her that he would be back later.

When he was off duty at night, he teleported to the White House and opened the "Code of the Old Gods" in the underground fortress.

[I will hand over the new puppet body created by Xingyue to the old emperor.]

[The old emperor remained silent upon seeing this.]

[After a while, the old emperor said: Fearless Vanguard, I didn't expect you to be so despicable. ]

【I am also deeply ashamed. 】

[Because the new puppet body prepared for the old emperor is a dog.]

【And it’s a puppy. 】

Zhao Chuanxin almost burst out laughing.

Xingyue created a new body for the old emperor in the image of a Chihuahua called "Come Here".

Who would have thought that a puppy was the once domineering emperor?
[Although I felt embarrassed, I still said to the old emperor: According to the contract, you should hand over the method of mastering runes to me.]

[Although the old emperor was unwilling, he had no choice but to complete the contract. ]

After a period of dizziness, Zhao Chuanxin's mind contained more information about how to master runes.

He yelled, "Fuck it!"

Xingyue tricked the old emperor, and the old emperor did the same to him with bad intentions.

The old emperor did teach him how mortals could master runes.

The old emperor's method is the method of advancement, and each rune is divided into levels 1-9.

The old emperor could directly master level 9 runes, but as long as Zhao Chuanxin followed the old emperor's way, he could only start from level 1.

Others reach the maximum level as soon as they leave the Novice Village, but Zhao Chuanxin's leveling up is like climbing a mountain, with each step bringing him to a new level, and it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

So do you want to practice?
Once you start practicing, there is no turning back and you will lose the opportunity to achieve great success overnight.

[Xingyue manipulates the black puppet craftsman to replace the old emperor's brain.]

[The old emperor had no choice but to use the dog's body.]

【He wants to take the old body with him.】

Zhao Chuanxin immediately wrote:

[I won't allow him to take it away. It's a trophy.]

[The old emperor roared angrily: Why can't I take my things away? ]

Zhao Chuanxin wrote:

[I said: I am trying to reason with you now. If that doesn't work, I can still use my fists and feet. It's not specified in the contract, so you can take the old driver away.]

[The old emperor was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to fight me.]

[Finally, he asked pitifully: Is it okay for me to take an arm?]

An arm is nothing, but it is impossible to remove a leg, after all, the silk threads on the leg are denser than those on the arm.

So, Zhao Chuanxin chose... not to give it.

He wrote:

【I don't agree to give him an arm.】

However, at this moment, the Fearless Pioneer's Madonna complex reappeared.

【I finally agreed.】

[The old emperor held an arm in his mouth, and his weak figure disappeared in the cursed desert. ]

[I was about to leave when a group of giant beetles came from behind.]

[She is a nun from Red Island.]

[I concentrated my energy and prepared for battle, thinking that the enemy was not a good person.]

[I asked: Were you sent by the new emperor to intercept me? ]

[The female monk from Red Island got off the giant beetle and came to me. She shook her head and said: I have no ill intentions. I chased you because I want to make a deal with you.]

[I asked curiously: What deal? ]

[The female monk from Red Island said: The Sand Soldiers suffered heavy casualties. This is a loss for the new emperor. The Rune City will never recover. He cannot accept this blow, and his temperament has changed drastically. Because you instigated those Sand Soldiers to rebel, the new emperor is now suspicious, and the only person he trusts is me. He told me some summoning methods, and I am willing to use the summoning methods in exchange for the secret of your resurrection.]

[I said: When I obtained the sound-absorbing cold iron, I had already mastered the summoning method, but I just don't do it easily.]

[The disappointment of the nun from Hongdao was beyond words.]

[I said: If you want to master the secret of resurrection from the dead, it is very simple. You can become a believer of the God of Time and Space, serve the God of Time and Space unswervingly, and believe in him unconditionally.]

[The nun from Red Island doesn't really believe in this method.]

[After bidding farewell to the Red Island nun, I teleport back to the pioneer companions' safe haven.]

[It so happened that a merchant from Brilliant Oasis passed by. ]

[The merchant brought a surprising update to the pioneer partner Haven. 】

[The merchant said: A strange and terrible plague has broken out in the Sea City Realm. The victims have violent tempers and have turned into creatures that humans cannot understand. They want us to transport the natural alchemist's potion to suppress the plague.]

plague?

The old emperor said that summoning the sun god would completely awaken all the gods, but Xingyue said that humans would abuse the power of the gods.

This will end humanity.

As a result, a plague broke out in the virtual world of Haishi.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly wrote:

[I asked: When did the plague break out in Haishixu Realm? ]

[The businessman said: Today.]

[I asked: The Sea City Realm is so far away from the Brilliant Oasis, how did you receive the news in time? ]

Could it be that someone else still owns the altar of the Old God?

[The merchant said: The tyrant of the sea virtual world uses the 48th singularity axiom - entanglement, to remotely control the sand pen to write and transmit information on the sand table. The light blade rune and the order rune were both developed based on the 48th singularity axiom - entanglement.]

For the first time, Zhao Chuanxin knew that all runes were developed based on the singularity axiom.

(End of this chapter)