I was pulling trees in Daming, and Lao Zhu begged me to come out of retirement

Chapter 147 Coming to the West and returning to old business?
Tianyu took out the long-lost main world map,

I don’t know how long I scrolled, but I finally saw the Ming Empire deep in the fog of war.

He breathed a sigh of relief, at least he didn't travel to a new world.

Looking at those foreigners in armor just now, Tianyu guessed that he had probably run to the West.

The space ratio between the Netherworld and the Main World is 1 to 3. I have been wandering in the Netherworld for years, so it is not strange that the Main World corresponds to the West.

Tianyu looked at the map and found that the original areas of the Yuan Dynasty and Song Dynasty had been incorporated into the territory of the Ming Empire and had been integrated with the MC rules.

On the map, each city uses the real-time updated quantum transmission black technology of the mc map to continuously build buildings through pistons and transmit various types of information.

Tianyu tried to use the graphic code set by Zhu Yuanzhang and others to analyze the information transmitted from Yingtian.

As a result, he looked at the "God's Code" displayed on Yingtian's exclusive signal square with a confused look on his face.

"Today's pepper listing price...?"

"What is the current exchange rate of RMB for food?"

"today……"

"???"

"What a mess!"

What on earth has happened in the past few years? Why is the official communication channel as chaotic as the stock market screen! ?
At this time, even Tianyu didn't expect that after being influenced by his miscellaneous theories,
Zhu Yuanzhang used futures speculation to forcibly take away 80% of the wealth of the Yuan Dynasty and the northwestern old Song Dynasty controlled by Liu Futong.

They also used their control over food to easily incorporate the bankrupt Yuan Dynasty and the old Song Dynasty.

Moreover, Zhu Yuanzhang now took the opportunity of recycling raw silk to circulate the newly issued Ming Treasure Notes and Renminbi of the Ming Empire throughout the entire Chinese market.

The politics, economy, and culture of the Ming Empire reached a high level of unity at this time.

Nine out of ten landlords lost most of their money, and nine out of ten Confucian scholars lost control of the court.

In contrast,
Europe was in great trouble at the same time.

At this time, Europe was in the late Dark Ages and the beginning of the Renaissance.

The straight-line distance between the UK and China is 8800 kilometers. With the current level of technology, it takes nearly half a year to make a one-way trip.

Tianyu decided to find an Italian businessman who traded with China to bring back his news from Europe to Ming Dynasty.
He could also travel around Europe by the way. After three years of living in hell, Tianyu's homebody nature had been reduced a lot.

The most important thing is that Europe has a sparse population and the scale of the war is not even as large as Japan's Hundred Villages War.

More than a decade ago, Tianyu was able to kill tens of thousands of Yuan Dynasty troops equipped with firearms with just a diamond gun.

Now that the version has been updated for so long, I will not be at all inferior even if I call all the so-called knights in Europe over.

Since his life was not in danger, Tianyu, who had finally gotten the chance to travel abroad, naturally decided to take a good trip.

The only thing that made Tianyu feel awkward was that the two sides did not speak the same language. He had long since returned his crappy CET-4 exam from college to his English teacher, and his current English level was basically limited to the level of "Hello, are-you-ok?" like Mr. Lei.

Not to mention that Europe at that time was still speaking Old English, which seemed to be quite different from modern English.

But it’s not a big problem. Although the language is different, the music…phew! …but the movements are the same.

Tianyu selectively forgot about the British and French soldiers who had been betrayed by him, and happily chose a direction and ran away.

This time when he escaped from the lower world, he almost used up the million energy and blood he had accumulated for three years. He decided to travel around and replenish his sage's orb.

After running and jumping all the way, we soon saw a small village on the plain.

The village was built of thatch and broken wood, with mud and occasional stones in the gaps.

There was a patch of unknown vegetables and weeds planted outside, and a few hens were leisurely pecking at insects in the fenced yard. Tianyu's arrival caused a few British dogs to bark.
Upon hearing the noise, several women and children wearing coarse cloth waistcoats and headscarves poked their heads out of the thatched houses in fear.

There were also a few old men who were not very strong holding their pitchforks and shouting at the sky.

Judging from their expressions, it was obvious that their attitude towards Tianyu was not friendly.

For a moment, Tianyu suddenly remembered the story of an uncle who traveled to another world in his previous life.

He touched his face and felt that he didn't look like a goblin.

From the perspective of the yellow race's aesthetic standards, he should be considered to be someone like Pan An. Why did he scream as if he had seen a ghost when he arrived in Europe?

Tired of being taught, Tianyu decided to convince others with virtue.
He took out the Remington M47 and fired a shot into the sky. Immediately, the other party's originally angry face was covered with a flattering and terrified smile, and he knelt on the ground.

It was obvious that they were conquered by Tianyu's powerful character.

Tianyu was respectfully invited by a highly respected old man (who made the loudest noise) to the only stone house in the village.

The old man said something and then knelt on the ground staring at Tianyu for a long time.

Tianyu racked his brains but couldn't remember what the foreign sentence he said meant.

So he took out a gold grain from killing a pig and threw it out, then pointed to his mouth and said:

"Go get something to eat."

I've been eating mushrooms in the underworld every day and I'm almost exhausted. Now that I've finally come out, I naturally need to find some people to eat and some food to eat.

The old man opposite rubbed his eyes hard while looking at the falling gold particles.

He picked up the gold, which weighed at least one tael, and weighed it twice, revealing a look of ecstasy.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! #￥￥!@&!"

He kowtowed several times to Tianyu excitedly and ran out happily.

Tianyu smacked his lips.
At least he understood what I said.

He vaguely remembered that Europe at this time was still in the final stages of a theocratic society where the kings had divine right.

The 14th century was the beginning of the Renaissance, right?
Now that he had accidentally released a monster from a demon castle in the underworld, would those great artists who attempted to subvert theocracy through art be strangled in the cradle by the church?

Tianyu shook his head.

It's none of my business. From the perspective of the Chinese, I wish the Renaissance could be pushed back a few hundred years.

It would be better to wait until Zhu Yuanzhang sends troops to attack and completely assimilate the West before reviving.

and many more!

A flash of inspiration suddenly came to Tianyu's mind.
He looked at the magic marks engraved in his backpack and the sacrificial altar and fell into deep thought...

at the same time,

Edward, the Black Prince, who had just become famous in Western Europe through the Battle of Najera, suffered a major Waterloo a year later.

England and France, which were in the midst of the Hundred Years' War, were in a state of chaos.

The death of one of the last of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse after hunger, plague, and war.
Lead countless demons from hell to the world!

　It's a new month, please give me a monthly ticket. Is there anyone who doesn't have one?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)