Daming Military Empire

Chapter 3 System Tasks
Zhu Jiong still has the mind to care about what the cheap father thinks, he just wants to know what is going on with the beauties in this system.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he begged in his heart: "Beauty, give me a gun, I don't want anything to match."

The beautiful voice of the system replied: "I'm sorry, the hidden mission Survival and Glory only rewards military system knowledge, not real objects."

Zhu Jiong begged again in his heart: "I'll buy it, can I buy it?"

The beautiful voice of the system replied: "I'm sorry, your game currency is zero, you can't buy anything, please recharge before buying."

Zhu Jiong wailed directly in his heart: "How can I recharge in this state?"

The beautiful voice replied: "I'm sorry, you have become an ordinary user. Only VIP users can ask questions. Every time a VIP is upgraded, you can ask one question."

"."

Zhu Jiong wants to cry but has no tears, no bank card, no mobile phone, no computer, how to recharge?Could it be that he is expected to remember the bank card number, who has nothing to remember that thing!
The beauty's voice sounded again: "Friendly reminder: Only with a firm will and perseverance can you survive. The reminder is over, I wish you a happy game."

Zhu Jiong panicked: "Fifteen days! I might not survive fifteen days! What is this time travel for? Are you looking for death? I have never heard of this kind of time travel!"

If he hadn't survived fifteen days, he would have followed a common saying: You don't even know how you died!

Zhu Jiong couldn't help wailing in his heart: "Beauty, what's going on, even if I'm going to die, let me die!"

"." The system beauty didn't respond at all.

After such a toss, Zhu Jiong or Zhu Cijiong couldn't stand it anymore, and passed out again.

If he can wake up, he will be Zhu Cijiong, the prince of Dehuai.

If he can't wake up, he is Zhu Jiong, the unluckiest time traveler in history: he died within 10 minutes of time travel!
After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Cijiong finally woke up. He felt a chill on his forehead, as if something had been pasted on it.

At this time, a gray-haired imperial doctor was standing in front of the bed holding a plate, on which there was a large bowl and a small bowl.

Seeing that he woke up, the imperial doctor hurriedly said something to the side. Immediately, a middle-aged imperial doctor stepped forward and scooped some medicine from the big bowl into a small bowl. Then, he picked up the small bowl and drank it in one gulp. go down.

After a while, seeing the imperial doctor was fine, Ming Xizong next to him signaled the two maids to go up and feed the prince medicine.

One of the two court ladies was carrying the medicine bowl, and the other was waiting to hug the prince. The imperial doctor behind him hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't hug, your head is injured, so you shouldn't move too much. Let the prince lie on the bed and use a pillow to hold the prince." Just put his head up a little higher."

The maid trembled in fright, quickly brought over the pillow next to her, and carefully placed the crown prince's head on it.

Another court lady held the medicine in one hand and a spoon in the other, took a spoonful, blew it a few times, took a sip herself, and then took another spoonful, blowing it to the prince's mouth.

At this time, the emperor, empress, and noble concubine all surrounded him, persuading him earnestly:

"Jinger, good boy, take the medicine quickly."

"Good boy, open your mouth."

"Jing'er, drink quickly, you will get better after drinking."

Our classmate Zhu Cijiong is depressed, isn't it just a medicine, is it necessary?

He drank it one mouthful at a time, enduring the urge to spit out bile, and swallowed all the medicine into his stomach.

Just trying to finish drinking the medicine, he passed out again before he could think about anything.

The first survival task is to survive in this world for fifteen days. Zhu Cijiong's life is called a pain. Basically, besides being in a coma, he takes medicine. Even when he wakes up, his head is still groggy.

He was really afraid that he would die if he couldn't stand it, so every time he woke up, he kept reminding himself: "I am determined, headache is nothing, I will bear it; I am indomitable, medicine is nothing, I will drink it. "

Regarding the issue of Emperor Chongzhen, he had no time to think about it at all. If he couldn't make it through, what else would he think about?
If he died, Emperor Chongzhen would still be Emperor Chongzhen, he was just a passer-by in history, not even qualified to appear in history books.

Painful torture is the easiest way for people to grow. His will has gradually become extremely firm after such torture.

I don't know how long this torture lasted. Zhu Cijiong felt that he was about to become a living dead. Every day he just mechanically repeated drinking medicine, coma, drinking medicine, coma.
He didn't realize that he didn't even have a trace of despair, and his will was even stronger than in his previous life!
Maybe this is the purpose of the system. Facing the desperate situation in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, if the will is not strong enough, it really can't continue.

Emperor Chongzhen is a good example. He also wanted to govern the country well. He devoted himself to thinking and forgot to sleep and eat. It can be said that he was a very diligent emperor, but his will was too weak. Every time he encountered setbacks, he collapsed. Do something incomprehensible.

Finally, one time, when Zhu Cijiong woke up, his head didn't hurt so much, and his thinking returned to normal.

The voice of the beauty of the system sounded in his mind at the same time, "Ding Dong, congratulations on completing your first survival mission, the mission rewards will be distributed below, the best ratio of black powder."

He only felt a little dizzy in his head, and then a piece of knowledge suddenly appeared in his mind.

I won’t talk about the various principles. In short, he seems to have gone through thousands of experiments and knows that the best ratio of black powder is: 74.64% saltpeter, 11.85% sulfur, and 13.51% charcoal. Black powder that does not meet this ratio configuration The power will be greatly reduced.

"Ding Dong, please pay attention, new task reminder.

Your second survival mission: survive in this world for a year.

Task reward: the preparation method of granulated black powder. "

Zhu Cijiong couldn't help shouting again in his heart: "Beauty, don't bring me all the gunpowder, give me a gun!"

The beauty of the system ignored him at all, and then reminded: "Friendly reminder: If the player makes a major event that changes the trajectory of historical development, he will be rewarded with glory. The reminder is over, I wish you a happy game."

Zhu Cijiong couldn't help wailing in his heart: "Your friendship, sister, do I have feelings for you? I am a four-year-old child, and you asked me to do something that would change the course of historical development. Are you kidding me? Also, I only want to If you want a gun, give me gunpowder! Is gunpowder useful? Can gunpowder be eaten?"

"." The beauty of the system didn't respond.

Zhu Cijiong continued to mourn in his heart: "Can you tell me why the Ming army with hot weapons can't beat the Manchu army with cold weapons?"

"." The beauty of the system still didn't respond.

Zhu Cijiong didn't give up yet, he asked again: "Can you remind me who will kill me?"

"." The beauty of the system seemed to be asleep.

(End of this chapter)