From Chief to Ball

At a certain moment of creation when the unknown yin and yang merge and meet, the rules have been set.

The world is changing, but the rules remain the same.

If man can master this rule, he will have the possibility of all changes except creation, including all things.

When ore can be turned into metal by rules, when force can be driven by rules, when electricity can be created by rules, when water can be divided into gases by rules... the difference between man and the gods and heavens after creation is only in The living creatures went up.

Obviously, Lin Xi wanted to deprive this right as well.

This is just a prototype in my mind, but as the fleet continued south, stopping at the Cape of Storms and setting foot on this primitive and ancient land that has not been changed by humans, the idea that had already taken shape became more and more serious. It's getting clearer.

Chapter 40 The Sharpest Sword

The Cape of Good Hope did not bring good luck and hope.

The strong winds in the summer of November hit the waves, and the fleet had to rest here. Two ships were damaged by the storm, and it was impossible to repair them. More than 70 people died at the bottom of the sea.

The strong wind rolled up the dark clouds, as if covering the sky in the southern hemisphere. White waves descended from the sky, flapping and shaking the sailboat that wanted to conquer the sea. My stomach vomited out.

The roaring waves kept crashing against the rocks. These people had already seen the mania of the sea, but they didn't expect that this place with such a hopeful name would bring about the hopeless end of the world.

When the storm subsided, the fleet docked at an unknown river.

After a funeral without remains was held for those who died at the bottom of the sea, the people on board were busy inspecting the damaged ship, taking out all kinds of wood they had prepared, and tinkering with each other to repair it.

When the storm at sea subsided, a sunny and hot day soon appeared, blowing the shrubs here.

From a distance, I saw a few local people who didn't know whether they were grazing or hunting. They were not afraid of the existence of this fleet, but rushed to the seaside, talking in a babbling language.

A few people gestured with their guns, indicating that the things washed up on the shore are still useful, and they belong to us, not yours. These people looked at the guns with some fear, but they were obviously familiar with the fact that someone would appear here, and Don't panic, just curious about the skin color of the people in this fleet.

Lin Xi, who was a little dizzy from being shaken by the waves, was like a lazy cat basking in the sun, lying on a rock and continuing to vomit unfinished. She only felt that she was about to vomit out bile.

Lan Qi rode a horse to hunt since she was a child, and her health was much better. After resting for a while, she got up and walked around, and came to the side of the group of local people, looking curiously at these people with not so dark skin, and was very curious.

Lin Xi was deeply impressed by the dark charcoal-like complexion of the locals when they stopped for supplies in the previous ports.

However, in the Cape of Storms, the skin color of the people here is a bit brown, which is the kind of brown-to-black color.The hair is curled up in clusters, like messy bunches of papyrus, making strange noises from time to time.

Perhaps because the language is too scarce, the words are all intermittent, and many pronunciations that sound repetitive seem to swallow every sentence.

Seeing Chen Jian approaching, Lan Qi pointed to those brown-black, short people and said: "These people are very strange."

"You mean looks?"

"It's not the appearance, but it gives people a very calm and natural feeling. They have neither fear nor hatred for us, which is completely different from those people we have seen before."

Chen Jian said with a smile: "There is no unreasonable hatred in the world. When we were resupplying in the north, the blacks you saw liked us because they were afraid of us or wanted to sell slaves. They were all Portuguese, Dutch Humans, the result of the Spaniards. The difference you feel is not due to race."

"What's the reason?"

"The reason is that this place is too remote. Far away from the ocean currents, the slaves needed by the Spanish and Portuguese colonies can be quickly transported from the Pepper Coast or Luanda, where there are ocean currents. And the slaves needed in the Spice Islands in Asia It can be caught from a place on the other side of the continent that is closer. Businessmen, profit comes first, the farther the route, the greater the risk, so they will not catch here. So, you can feel from them that the previous few days It has a completely different natural and pure feeling from this port.”

Chen Jian exhaled, pointed to the roaring sea in the distance and said, "Look, the location here is very dangerous, like a sword piercing two oceans, sooner or later someone will break the peace. Do you like this kind of calm and natural feeling?"

Lan Qi smiled and said: "No, I'm just purely curious. Anyway, I know that if you tell me about something, those peaceful beauties will turn into dirty things, so it's really just pure curiosity, nothing to talk about Like it or not. How long do you think this place will be involved in the interests of the whole world?"

"Soon. I'm going to build a small settlement here."

"What?"

"Growing vegetables."

Lan Qi shook her head with a smile, said a few more words to Chen Jian, and then tried to communicate with those who sounded stuttering.

The communication between the two people was always smiling, even though more than 70 people were buried in the sea not long ago.

Not just the two of them, but also the communication between those survivors.

Since you want to get out of the small world and ride the sea on a sailboat, the first thing you have to face is to no longer regard death at sea as a terrible doomsday mentality.

From Min County to the Netherlands to the southernmost tip of Africa, the people in the fleet have calmed down. They have gradually become accustomed to dying at sea, and they have not fallen into too much sadness.

Those who were filled with fear after crossing the ocean to the Netherlands have been left in the Netherlands by Chen Jian, and they will return to Min County with the ships.

The sea does not belong to them, nor can it belong to them.Without the awareness that one ship will die and half ship will die at every turn, it is a dream to open up an era of great navigation belonging to one's own ethnic group.

This awareness of gradual acceptance is reflected in the sailing diaries of those interns.From writing a full seven or eight pages of emotion in the face of the tragedy of a ship sinking in the Netherlands, to today’s “Third day of November, I have reached the southernmost tip of Africa on the European map. The storm killed 73 people, may the ancestors protect We are very strange, it is obviously November, but it is summer here, we need to ask clearly."

……

When it was dark, several people belonging to the Nanyang Trading Company ran over and said, "Mr. Chen, one of the two damaged ships was lost, and the other was washed up on the seashore. It may not be repairable, If it is repaired, it is better to go back and build a new one.”

"Tear it down. Take down the boards and build a house. Build a settlement here."

"Immigration point? What are you doing?"

"Growing vegetables. The location here is so good, the ship must pass here when returning to Europe from Asia. Isn't it a good deal to replenish fresh water, buy some vegetables, and eat fresh meat here?"

Some things are inappropriate to say at this time, for example, if you go up the river mouth you passed seven or eight days ago, and pass through several waterfalls that cannot be passed by boats, you will find the largest gold mine and diamond mine in the world at this time.

It is still untenable now, and this kind of thing can easily be snatched away if it is said earlier.Now it can control the sea dominance of the archipelago near the Spanish colony first, and then talk about the control of the ocean navy.

A person from Nanyang Trading Company raised some objections to Chen Jian's opinion.

"Mr. Chen, do you want to discuss this matter with other people? Who will pay for the money spent on this immigration point?"

"what do y'all think?"

"Mr. Chen, it's hard to say. Some things have nothing to do with us, but there are some things that you should consider attacking when you go back. If you build an immigration point here, it is very likely that people will attack you in the future."

"handle?"

"That's right. As far as the Nanyang Trading Company is concerned, the company's business will not be involved so far. You are the director and the highest representative on the voyage. Of course, you can make a decision with one word, but...it will always be troublesome after returning. For the country... Those people in the country are not willing to spend money here, right? In case something happens in the future, you will have to bear this responsibility. For example, if you start a war with others, if you fail to defend this place and it is captured by others, then this responsibility will always be You recited it. If not, then there is no responsibility."

Chen Jian glanced at this person, and that person smiled, a little happy that he wanted to be reused after making suggestions.

But he didn't want Chen Jian to spread his hands and said, "What other ideas do the rest of you have?"

The man was silent, and Chen Jian's words didn't have much meaning of gratitude, but instead, there was some indescribable faint dislike for this kind of mentality.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense, and a young accountant suddenly stood up after a while, and said quite firmly: "Mr. Chen, although you are the director of the company, we, as the on-board representatives of the rest of the shareholders, still have the right to make suggestions. Although I respect You, but you also respect the rights given to me by shareholders. Therefore, this is not a matter of responsibility or irresponsibility, since the company is for profit, from the perspective of profit, I must also object."

Chen Jian smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, from the perspective of interests, you do have the right to make suggestions. Let's talk about it."

The young man squatted down, drew a rough outline on the ground, and said solemnly: "Mr. Chen, I have an idea this time. As far as Nanyang Trading Company is concerned, based on what I have seen and heard along the way, I think we can resell it." The goods go to the Netherlands, sail from the Netherlands to Luanda to buy slaves, and then transport the slaves back to the colony from the oil port or smuggle them to Spain. In this way, the profit is the highest, and the ship will not be empty.”

"According to the maps drawn by the barbarians, the north of the world has been basically drawn. Mr. Chen and the Dutch said they would not get involved in the spice trade, so even if the Ming Dynasty or India is rich, we can cross it The Pacific Ocean goes directly to Mincheng. That is to say, if we don’t get involved in the trade between Asia and Europe, the land under our feet is meaningless.”