"Warmly celebrating the first day of escaping from the abyss"!
"Warmly celebrating the second day of escaping from the abyss"!
"The captain's office held a large-scale program "Reminiscing about the past and imagining the future"", "A gathering of thousands of people was officially held on the deck", "Rice wine inventory is in urgent need", "A fight and group fight occurred in the third area"...
The reporters on the ship still performed their duties and faithfully recorded everything that happened in the small society... As for why there were fights and group fights? Nonsense, after escaping from a dangerous environment, you can relax and fight.
The celebration of escaping from the abyss lasted for a week.
In fact, the material reserves on the steamship have long been exhausted, including wine, seasonings, etc. The richness of the goods produced by a mere 12,000 people cannot be compared with that of the entire civilization.
However, the people of Honggang still used the existing materials and celebrated vigorously.
Compared with the abyss, the resources of the Demon Sea are much richer. The salt in the sea water can be easily extracted.
Just catch some fish, shrimp and some seaweed, and you can cook extremely delicious dishes.
Everyone is feasting. It would be nice to be full in the abyss. How is it possible to eat well? ! As for now, they can't defeat the monsters of the abyss, but it's more than enough to defeat the ordinary creatures in the Sea of Demon Gods.
Thinking like this brought tears to my eyes again. The restaurant and the corridor were full of bearded people chatting away after eating.
"You asked me what I will do after I go back? I plan to have a fat boy with my wife after I go back and live a retired life."
"This thrilling journey is enough for me to brag about in the bar for the rest of my life!" The bearded man puffed out a puff of cigar breath from his mouth. "As for setting out to conquer the Sea of Demon Gods again, I probably won't do it. I'll just be an ordinary person." Let’s make a living and write my memoirs. I’m getting old.”
This is his collector's edition cigar. It has been kept for 84 years. He only smoked it dry and refused to light it. Today, for the first time, he lit it. He took a puff and puffed out the smoke happily.
"It's good to be more stable."
Zhang Ming turned around and asked another soldier what he would do after returning to his hometown.
"At first I thought that being a blacksmith and working every day would be quite happy for me." The bearded man said with some frustration, "I just thought in the blink of an eye that the blacksmith industry has long been eliminated. Now...it will be of use to the blacksmith on our ship."
"When I return to my hometown, even if I open a blacksmith shop, it will go bankrupt soon!"
The companions laughed loudly: "Idiot, what are you thinking? You are in the abyss, handling materials above level 6 every day!"
"The wealth you handle every day is converted into gold, and it is piled up like a mountain. Of course you are happy, and you can't wait to work all day long! When you return to your hometown, you can only get some ordinary, one or two-level materials at most, and everything is just Being able to rely on your skills to make a living.”
"Do you really have any skills?"
"Why do I have no skills! I made the armor on you!" The guy roared with a red face.
"Look at how crappy your armor is! I'll have to find someone to renovate it after I go back so that I don't waste good materials."
"What, how dare you insult my craftsmanship, Jinpeng!"
The restaurant was filled with cheerful laughter.
Zhang Ming also laughed.
Indeed, Honggang Civilization is a technological civilization after all, and large-scale industrial production has long replaced individual small workshops. Unless you have super high personal skills, like a master of engineering, metallurgy, and unique personal talent, you can occupy a place in the era of big industry.
As the saying goes, life is full of life, some are happy, some are worried, and people are planning a bright future.
No matter what, it's always good to be able to leave the abyss.
…
After the carnival, it took more than a month to maintain the ship, restart the power engine, and calibrate the course.
Zhang Ming can sense the direction of the earth and the Xuanwu world through the World Tree; and Hong Gangren can also sense his own world through the "furnace communicator".
So, finding the way home is not a big problem.
"This sea area is not far from the place where we were sucked into the abyss, about 160,000 kilometers. However, several of our ship's engines are broken, and the sailing speed is not as fast as when it came out. It will take about twenty years to return. To my hometown.”
"For you, the journey may be longer. We are preparing a new ship for you that balances speed and durability."
Naturally, Zhang Ming would not refuse the goodwill offered by the Honggang people. This could be regarded as a part of the original transaction.
And the most important thing - settling accounts!
The so-called "brothers settle accounts clearly", although Zhang Ming is extremely rich, he has picked up the garbage for 84 years, and the entire abyss has been swept away by him!
A large part of the devil's heart was filled with blood!
It is not an exaggeration to describe the country as being extremely wealthy!
But when the rich do business with the poor, they do not do charity. The accounts must be settled clearly.
After calculating clearly, take away what should be taken and give away what should be given. Zhang Ming will not be stingy.
Regarding the matter of "settling accounts", the Honggang people had no complaints. Without this extraordinary person, they would have died long ago.
What's more, a little bit of oil flowing out from the fingers of Your Excellency, the Extraordinary One, is a treasure to the outside world.
As the saying goes, "strength is always directly proportional to what you can get." For soldiers who have only broken through one or two levels of human limits, a set of weapons and armor made of level 5-6 materials is already the limit they can control.
Under normal circumstances, they would not be able to afford such weapons and equipment even if they worked hard all their lives.
Zhang Ming naturally gave away better equipment made of level 6-8 materials to the dozen or so people who had broken through the three human limits.
Those who have completed the "Thousands of Refinements" will receive level 9 equipment as a gift!
As for the Supreme Admiral of Gondor, he directly gave him a set of level 10 equipment!
For other people on the ship, including professors, scholars, master craftsmen, etc., Zhang Ming also donated a batch of resources. Every crew member has a stake in this batch of resources.
Even if 12,000 people are averaged, it is still a huge number. As for how the shares are arranged, Lao Zhang doesn't care. Anyway, let the Honggang people manage it themselves, and he is too lazy to study such boring things.
“We will remember your generosity!”
The highest commander on the ship, Admiral Gondor, recalled his experiences along the way, and said with emotion: "We Honggang people are fond of drinking, and we often get drunk and become drunkards. Fortunately, we only have some rice wine now, so we can't get drunk no matter what. , otherwise things will inevitably go wrong.”
"There are a lot of people like this. If they have more money, they will get drunk, but it is difficult for us to discipline them. After all, individuals have personal freedom. You cannot ask everyone to have lofty ambitions. Many people are just for money. Going to war."
Zhang Ming nodded. From this perspective, there is not much difference between Hong Gang and humans.
"A piece of equipment made of level 5-6 materials can last their family for 50 lifetimes. Think about it, how much wealth it is. They don't have to worry about someone falling for the rest of their lives! I also If you have to supervise this group of people, if their virtue is not worthy of their wealth, they will suffer the consequences!"
An old comrade from Gondor is actually worried about having too much money.
But his troubles were far from unreal.
Zhang Ming said with a smile: "Brothers who have been born and died for so many years, I can't be a miser and give nothing away."
"And you guys have helped me a lot, knowledge is priceless."
"From now on, they will depend on you to take care of them. Don't let these brothers die inexplicably on the way."
"Wherever, if I, Gondor, want to go further, I still have to rely on these connections. People like Master Gong and Professor Zinc will have an even more transcendent status when they return to their hometown. Just the experience of forging luxury goods can make them Pushed to a higher status.”
"As for ordinary crew members, even if they don't have the fate of great wealth, I can still make them rich and healthy throughout their lives."
Gondor said seriously: "We plan to use the resources you donate to establish a comrade-in-arms foundation. As long as we sell a small part of the resources, the foundation's operating funds will be there. In addition, we can also publish some books, movies, and games to record the abyss." I believe the story will be a big hit, and this income can also make up for the foundation’s operations.”
"As for the purpose of the foundation, it is to help comrades who have not done well. Alas, there will definitely be many people who will fall. Just let them live and their children can be educated... As for other purposes, it is to contact comrades and exchange feelings. It can be used for children’s education.”
This guy was talking freely, and it was obvious that he had been planning for a long time.
"If you don't mind, your name will also appear in some books. Of course, we will not offend your privacy."
Gondor imagined the grand spectacle of their return to their homeland.
He has already thought of the title of the book - "The Admiral Returns from the Abyss"!
It sells 100 million copies a year, sells well all over the world, and even appears in textbooks. It was selected as a "people who touched civilization".
He felt proud and couldn't help but touch his beard.
"Haha, I don't care. Then I'll leave these brothers to you." Zhang Ming was still very relieved about the character of the old comrade from Gondor.
At a level like Gondor's, it would not be necessary to embezzle some resources. After all, this guy is also a strong man at the civilization level, and he has no shortage of external things.
For Gondor, the most important thing is influence and...power! The 12,000 die-hard fans are the source of his further success.
Just like that, the parting time after the carnival is coming soon.
The destinations of both parties are completely different. Even though the Honggang people kindly invited Zhang Ming to visit their world and see their civilization - you know, inviting members of other races to your world is the highest level. Friendship is the only one!
But Zhang Ming still rejected this plan, and it would be delayed for decades.
He had been delayed in the abyss for too long, and now he just wanted to return to the earth as soon as possible and lie down.
For the rest, I don’t want to do anything.
(End of chapter)
