The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Xingyue said: "The material is the same, the color is the same, only the appearance is different."

The shape of the Book of Divine Consciousness flashed on the glasses. The last Book of Divine Consciousness that Zhao Chuanxin read fit perfectly on his forehead.

This piece of divine consciousness has a groove.

Zhao Chuanxin reminded Xingyue: "Look for an object within your knowledge that can match this groove."

Xingyue was inspired, and its calculation speed was very fast, and it instantly read through the contents in the storage.

Finally, a tangle of worm threads appeared on the glasses.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: "What is this?"

Xingyue said: "This is Zhi Nao."

The groove of the Puppet Merchant's Divine Consciousness Jane perfectly matches a certain aspect of the brain that was dismantled by the Construction Puppet.

The black puppet craftsman disassembled the brain in the light blade machine and connected it to the Jane of Divine Consciousness.

Zhao Chuanxin read the Brief Book of Divine Consciousness and read it over and over again.

Xingyue completed the reading in an instant through the central control rune fragment connected to her brain, and presented the information in her glasses for Zhao Chuanxin to check.

Zhao Chuanxin saw two stick figures fighting through the crystal glasses.

Zhao Chuanxin was speechless: "The image of the rich stick figure should be based on the image of me and the old emperor."

This time, Zhao Chuanxin saw it more intuitively.

Xingyue said: "This is the flaw of human beings. If the picture is too abstract, it cannot be understood."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored his mutterings and watched seriously as "him" and the "old emperor" sometimes fought with fists and kicks, and sometimes fought with weapons.

"Eh? Isn't this the fighting technique taught by No. 1749?"

Xingyue said: "It's different. No. 1749's fighting skills are not so radical."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it for a moment before he understood what Xingyue meant.

In the picture, in the battle between "him" and the "old emperor", the two people fully understand their own advantages and disadvantages, and they always make the right move with their souls in mind. Many times it seems very dangerous, and someone will be killed if they are not careful, but They always avoid it by narrow margins.

Xingyue suggested: "Concentrate and observe."

This is an ability that Zhao Chuanxin gained after taking the Six Senses Potion.

When he is fully focused, highly concentrated, and has reached peak control over his body, the passage of time seems to slow down.

Only then did he realize that every move of "him" and "the old emperor" had been carefully calculated.

"He" hit him with a hammer. If he followed human habits, "Old Emperor" would either defend, dodge, or protect his vital points to block.

However, here the "Old Emperor" swept his legs sideways and low.

Only focusing on the speed of the legs, without taking into account the defense or offense of the upper body.

Because the movement of the upper limbs will affect the speed of the leg.

"Old Emperor" was extremely confident, and he managed to sweep "his" calf in advance. "His" fist did not hit "Old Emperor", but was knocked down by "Old Emperor" instead.

It looks like a life-threatening fight.

However, the two of them followed the same path every time, and gradually Zhao Chuanxin saw the clues.

This is a fighting method of extreme precision, extreme calmness, and complete confidence.

The one who succeeds always knows that he will succeed.

This is equivalent to completely overcoming human instinct, because humans are afraid, but the two people in this martial arts have no fear.

Zhao Chuanxin analyzed some things, but still couldn't figure it out.

At this time Xingyue said: "If I guess correctly, this is a fighting technique specially prepared for fighting puppets."

That makes sense.

The puppet has no fear, no pain, precision, and complete confidence in its control of strength, speed, and posture.

I blanch it, Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

If the puppet merchant inputs this kind of fighting technique to each battle puppet equipped with a brain, as long as the number is sufficient, the old emperor's army of puppet soldiers will not dare to seize its edge.

As long as there are enough battle puppets, he can completely dominate the Cursed Desert.

It's a pity that he died before he was born, and he was killed by Zhao Chuanxin before he could realize his wish.

Xingyue said: "You can definitely practice this kind of fighting technique. It's just a matter of fighting. This kind of fighting technique seems powerful, but there are still many things that can be improved. Because I can collect data during your battle, I will analyze it for you in time. There is a saying - Wen Wu is not the best, Wu is not the second. I can make you reach the peak of global force."

Hearing that he was the most powerful in the world, Zhao Chuanxin lost interest.

After breaking away from the cold weapon era, what is the use of being the world's largest military force?

There are few people in this world who can match him.

The original sword training was solely for the purpose of fighting against the old emperor.

The old emperor has lost power and has lost his sword practice.

He expressed what he was thinking, and Xingyue joked: "You've been so lazy lately, and you're always idle."

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it too.

He made a sandbag out of cowhide and gathered his strength to punch and kick the sandbag.

Those moves are very similar to the fighting skills that Zhao Chuanxin has mastered. The difference is the fighting style.

Because he has an abnormal level of control over his body, he can hit 100% of his shots, he can hit exactly where he wants when playing billiards, and he can never take a step of 1 meter per step.

Therefore, it only took him half a day, and then he lost interest and removed the sandbags.

Xingyue also specially named this fighting technique - Puppet Fighting Technique.

In the past few days, Zhao Chuanxin felt that the power of faith was increasing day by day, reaching its peak today.

He knew that this was the effect of Zhang Shouzeng's condemnation of Japan and Russia, and the perfunctory reply of Japan and Russia, after it was published in newspapers across the country.

In the afternoon, he picked up a handful of newspapers as usual and read them: The Russians are fierce and the Japanese are arrogant. They have a grudge against Lubin Prefecture and started a war. Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin, the governor of Lubin Prefecture, rushed to the king's business to severely punish the fierce and arrogant people to appease the people. However, Japan and Russia shirked their responsibilities because they did not show their flags, which was actually harboring evil intentions. People in various provinces heard about it and spontaneously marched in protest...

Zhao Chuanxin flipped through it randomly. There was a provocative advertisement about the British strongman Opian and the British swordsman Oliver Burton. Zhao Chuanxin missed it because he did not pay attention to it.

He threw a stack of newspapers aside and crossed his hands behind his head: "It's time to go to Sakhalin Island to build a peacekeeping bureau, haha..."

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin teleported to Quetshalan.

As usual, refresh the "Old God Code" first.

It was another boring day.

After refreshing, there were many more living stone corpses on the table.

After Xingyue used the light blade machine to peel it off, he said to Zhao Chuanxin: "In two days, we will be able to collect enough to upgrade the propulsion engine of the second-generation Youlong."

When he walked out of the underground fortress and out of the warehouse, he saw Aguirre Ida receiving the dark-skinned man in the yard.

The dry wind in Quetzalan blew his beard into a mess of grass. His brow bone was as hard as a rock, and he had a touchable stubborn temperament.

Although he tried his best to be neither humble nor arrogant, and although he tried his best to dress elegantly, Aguirre Ida still thought he was a mud-legged man with a strong appearance but a weak heart.

He said: "I'm here to find Don John Constantine."

Zhao Chuanxin had fooled him and said that his name was - Odebiao.

Obviously, Don John Constantine, the newly rising Don John Constantine in Quetzalan, could not stand being inquired, just because he was in the limelight.

Emiliano Zapata learned that Zhao Chuanxin played Landlord, killed the police of the Cavalry Patrol, and even made the Governor of Puebla compromise.

One thing is more sensational than another.

Although Don John Constantine has also become a member of the cavalry police at this time, combined with his jaw-dropping deeds, Emiliano Zapata is 70% sure that this strange man has some similar goals and ambitions as him.

Aguirre Ida obviously regarded Emiliano Zapata as a peasant who came for help.

He immediately took out a pen and paper: "Tell me your request, I will convey it to Don John Constantine."

"No." How dare Emiliano Zapata say that he is asking for weapons for rebellion?

He looked firm and emphasized: "I want to tell him in person, this matter is very important."

Aguirre Ida nodded: "Everyone said so, but in the end I recorded it and conveyed it to Don John Constantine."

"You..."

Rebellion is no small matter.

This is an ancient, dangerous and magnificent sport.

In any case, Emiliano Zapata would not reveal a word to a half-grown child.

The two of them were deadlocked in the yard, neither of them was willing to give in.

Until Zhao Chuanxin came out.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. At this time, Zhao Chuanxin was wearing a short black loose work jacket with a small pepper embroidered on the chest.

Inside was a black hooded sweatshirt, a black knitted hat on his head, and sunglasses.

The pants were khaki, and the boots were still black.

This kind of outfit will be called clean fit in the future.

In fact, Aguirre Ida, Miguel Esteban and Justino also have the same set of clothes, which are the work clothes prepared by Zhao Chuanxin for them, and the characteristic uniforms of the police squad of the Quetzalan Cavalry Patrol, a total of two sets.

One set is this, and the other set is a fishtail windbreaker, which is suitable for wartime and daily life respectively.

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin was always unkempt.

Since he had a puppet servant, Lao Zhao said goodbye to being sloppy.

Don't look at his burly figure and hard edges.

In fact, his skin is more delicate than that of a woman, and there is no pimple on his body, and his skin will not get dark no matter how much he is exposed to the sun.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted bronze skin, but since he had the Starry Sky Root, this wish has been difficult to realize in this lifetime.

When they met that day, Emiliano Zapata saw that Zhao Chuanxin's clothes were covered with dead grass, leaves and dust.

When he saw him again today, he knew at a glance that this Asian man must not be a farmer who rolls in the fields, nor does he look like a warrior.

"Don John Constantine." Although Emiliano Zapata led his men to rise up, he was inexplicably restrained in front of this man.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "You are here, but you didn't bring any gifts? There is no need to be so polite."

"..." Emiliano Zapata: "This... I came in a hurry and forgot to prepare it. Please forgive me."

There is a shed in the yard of the White House Tavern, and there are several tables under the shed.

Zhao Chuanxin invited him to sit down.

This made Emiliano Zapata uneasy, after all, it was in public and in broad daylight.

Asking Aguirre Ida to make tea, Zhao Chuanxin asked: "I heard that you led people to attack the big estate and vowed to take back the land for the peasants? Tell me, what is your future career plan?"

Emiliano Zapata was stunned.

What kind of high-end game is this? Rebellion still requires future career planning?

He hesitated: "The land is returned to the original owner."

At this moment, Emiliano Zapata has just grown up and has no detailed, specific and lofty propositions. As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed the simplicity of a peasant rebel.

"Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, but you are completely blindly preparing." Zhao Chuanxin pulled the porcelain ashtray on the golden sandalwood table. "The land is returned to the original owner, and then new landlords are bred to encroach on the land. Is this a vicious cycle?"

"Ah, this..." Emiliano Zapata actually did not think of such a long-term future until the day he died. He humbly asked for advice: "Don John Constantine, what do you think we should do to avoid a vicious cycle?"

"Divide the fields..."

Zhao Chuanxin was happy.

Is it okay to restore crystals across time and space?

Emiliano Zapata scratched his head: "What's the difference between this and what I said?"

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry." Zhao Chuanxin lit up his cigarette: "This is the early stage. If we want to avoid a vicious cycle, we still need land reform..."

In countries around the world that attach great importance to agriculture, farmers' desire to carve up land and property is almost "greedy" and far outweighs their desire for actual struggle.

What Zhao Chuanxin taught Emiliano Zapata would not only offend the capitalists and big landowners, but even offend the Mexican bureaucrats at this time and offend some small landowners who controlled a small number of means of production.

The advantage of doing this is that he can win over the hearts and minds of a large number of farmers at the bottom and expand their armed forces.

He will make a complete break with capital.

Emiliano Zapata could not understand: "If the peasants' land no longer belongs to the peasants, and if another Porfirio Díaz appears, all the land will go into the pockets of the same person."

Obviously, he didn't agree to this.

Zhao Chuanxin did not refute. The situation he mentioned is very likely to actually happen in Mexico.

The two drank tea and chatted, watching the sun rise over the mountains.

Zhao Chuanxin finally came to the conclusion - this person is quite good.

"I will give you the first batch of guns and ammunition, just as a friend." Zhao Chuanxin said, "But for the subsequent weapons, you have to pay real money. You can buy any military supplies from me."

"Don John Constantine, what is the purpose of helping me like this?"

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his hand, relaxed his body, looked up at the sky, and sighed before he said anything: "When I was on the battlefield, watching you take risks in the hail of bullets, bullets passed by my ears, but what I heard was The cry of Mexican farmers.”

In an instant, Emiliano Zapata was moved.

Eye circles are red.

Yes, they are devoting themselves to a great cause, they are waving the flag for the weak, they are bloody battlefields for the "majority" in Mexico, and they are committed to changing this barren country...

Agure Ida witnessed and heard John Constantine a little bit, and deceived this peasant-born rebel.

When he sent Emiliano Zapata away, the other person's eyes were still red.

After returning, Agure Ida said to Zhao Chuanxian: "Don John Constantine, I have a hunch that Mexico will fall into a new round of war curse."

"Listen to me..." Zhao Chuanxin put out his cigarette and looked at him: "All Mexico will thank you!"

Just like the reincarnation of the Central Plains dynasty, 95.6% of farmers in Mexico lost their land at this time. In Puebla state alone, landless farmers accounted for 99.5% of the total farmers. The town of Quitshalan was full of Camilo... Bonded farmers in Torik.

Even an inexperienced country boy like Ajure Ida has already felt that the storm is coming.

The grass in the driest season can be ignited by a spark.

…

East of San Francisco, town of Oakland.

Feng Ru established the Guangdong Aircraft Company here. He is the chief engineer and is manufacturing aircraft.

He has some overseas Chinese investors, not only because they want to make money, but also because they are watching the great powers bullying China. The aviation development in various countries is in full swing, and they are both patriotic and making money.

What? Is it not patriotic to build airplanes in the United States?

Feng Ru had already planned in his heart that once the test flight was successful, he would move the company back to Guangzhou.

However, he was vaguely worried because it was said that the imperial court had no interest in aviation and did not understand the importance of aviation at all.

Feng Ru believes that aircraft will definitely play an important role in the future battlefield.

If he stayed in the United States, he would get twice the result with half the effort.

Returning home is half the result with half the effort.

Because when I go back, I not only have to continue to develop aircraft and test drive them, but I also have to popularize aviation knowledge to the people and the court.

Otherwise, the great powers will be at the forefront regardless of sea, land and air.

In China, the development model is always one of being beaten and being aware of it later.

It's infuriating just thinking about it.

Now there is a problem. Some investors have lost confidence and want to give up additional investment. Feng Ru is running out of ammunition and food.

At this time, a friend told him that there was a gang leader named Yu Wenxuan in Chinatown, and he might be able to ask him to help introduce a big water pipe.

Feng Ru finally found time to return to San Francisco to find Yu Wenxuan. At the teahouse, Yu Wenxuan told Feng Ru: "There is a person I met once. He is not only rich, but also good at war, and he is willing to help us Chinese."

Feng Ru became interested as soon as he heard this: "Yu Sheng, isn't this person you are talking about a versatile man in both civil and military affairs? Who is he?"

"Zhao Chuanxin!" Yu Wenxuan said with a smile between his cigars: "The last time we met, Mr. Zhao fought against an entire army of American soldiers by himself. How powerful! I heard that he made a lot of money on Wall Street."

Feng Ru's eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhao, I know him. Over the years, he has attacked Tsarist Russia and Japan. He has killed British people who have no temper. Even the Germans are afraid of him. But, how do I contact Mr. Zhao?"

This was what Yu Wenxuan was waiting for. He showed off: "As I said, Mr. Zhao and I have a life-long friendship..."

Whose life will be taken?

Zhao Chuanxin passed the life of an American soldier while Yu Wenxuan watched. This is the friendship.

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin did not leave him contact information, but Yu Wenxuan joined Anliangtang and respected Situ Meitang as "uncle" and respected Situ Meitang as the boss.

Now he is also a member of Hongmen.

Then he can naturally contact Situ Meitang.

...

Torreón, Mexico.

Kang Youwei has been very busy recently.

Before, he gathered overseas royalists to issue an article to support the "Constitutional Outline".

"He originally devoted himself to protecting the emperor, and his loyalty and righteousness are well known."

Unfortunately, including Cixi, Guangxu, Ronglu and other people, all his old enemies who deserved to die were dead.

Kang Youwei took a different approach and attacked Yuan Weiting from a tricky angle, saying that Emperor Guangxu was poisoned to death by Yuan Weiting.

While he was overseas, he used the frequent contacts between the Royalist Association and the domestic petition association, and he did not forget to make money.

He came to Torreón City, on the one hand to check his property, and on the other hand to make additional investments.

After all, some industries were seized by Zhao Chuanxin in New York, and part of the monthly income must be transferred to the New York Lawson Trust Company.

Mexico is one of his important investment places.

He was riding in a carriage, looking at the dry crops in the fields on the street, and frowned and said, "Isn't that opium? Who planted it?"

The attendant said, "Sir, it is said that we Chinese planted it. The locals like to plant sugarcane. However, in recent years, some local Mexican gentry have colluded with the cavalry police to seize our Chinese poppy fields. These Mexican gentry really have sinister intentions..."