Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 120 People are lost

Have you been working out every day lately?

In the modern world, Su Tongtong gently stroked Lin Dao's muscular chest.

"You seem stronger than before."

"Really?" Lin Dao asked, slightly puzzled.

He himself didn't really have any particular feelings.

In other words, the muscles in the body gradually become more defined, more durable, and stronger.

"Perhaps~"

After thinking about it carefully, Lin Dao was unsure, "Have you been quite busy lately?"

I am indeed very busy, constantly traveling between different times and spaces, and even my sleep at night requires careful planning.

Su Tongtong shifted her position in his arms. "How much longer do I have to stay at the company?"

"The autumn harvest will be ready next year. Autumn should be sufficient."

Once the autumn harvest arrives, he will be able to free up his hands completely.

By satisfying the most basic and largest demand for food, Lin Dao can truly alleviate work pressure.

At least by then, there will be no need to travel all over the world to buy various agricultural products in the modern world.

Holding two different timelines in his hands, Lin Dao no longer sees the domineering CEO.

He now sees something bigger.

It was purely out of habit; I just wanted to take him down when the time was right.

In Su Tongtong's eyes, Lin Dao had undergone a complete transformation.

No longer do they have that indomitable spirit in their eyes, that drive to prove themselves.

Lin Dao now exudes an aura of confidence.

And the cold breath that even frightened her.

She had never encountered a desperate criminal, so she wouldn't know that this was actually murderous intent.

"In a couple of days," Lin Dao gently patted her shoulder, "I'm going on a business trip to South Africa. Do you want to come?"

Su Tongtong was immediately reminded of a hotel where there were worms in the toilet.

Her face turned pale with fright, and she shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, I'm never going again."

She has been afraid of these long snakes since she was a child, and as she grew up, she became terrified of them to the point that she would tremble just thinking about them.

"It's alright, it's alright," Lin Dao reassured her. "I'll go by myself then."

Upon arriving in South Africa again, Lin Dao went straight to his shell company after leaving the airport.

His shell companies here include waste gold mines and import/export trading companies.

The local employees do nothing all day long, only getting busy when they receive a phone call.

My main job is bookkeeping and spreadsheet preparation.

Lin Dao arrived at the company, checked the accounts, and then distributed a bonus to everyone, giving them a holiday.

The employees cheered as they left, preparing to find a place to party.

The only one left behind was the company's manager, the shrewd Enzo.

The full name is so long that you have to mumble it to pronounce it.

He is usually referred to as Enzo.

As for the shrewd Enzo, that was his nickname.

He tossed a sachet over and, looking at the lean black man in front of him, Lin Dao got straight to the point: "Enzo, I want to get some weapons for self-defense."

This country is plagued by lawlessness; anything can become a commodity as long as money can be made.

Weapons are no exception.

"boss."

Enzo skillfully lit the incense leaf and nodded respectfully, "You've come to the right person."

Is it for personal use or a commodity-level transaction?

Lin Dao said with great interest, "For personal use."

Disappointment showed on Enzo's face.

If it's a commodity-level transaction, he will have a large amount of intermediary income.

"A Beretta for close-quarters self-defense."

"One Uzi, powerful firepower in a small area."

"A Remington M700, for... well, hunting."

Enzo was able to become the manager of the shell company because he was a local bigwig with a strong network of connections.

Otherwise, why should he get such a good thing as a white-collar salary?

“No problem.” Enzo nodded immediately. “Don’t worry, boss. I have a good relationship with the Animal Park chain. These are not issues.”

"I will also help with the gun license issue."

“I have a shop I frequent, the kind that offers shooting ranges.”

"Get the boss a membership card so he can practice anytime."

Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction.

A local bully is a local bully.

Some things that would be very troublesome for a foreigner like him could be easily resolved by the local tyrant.

Lin Dao took out a stack of banknotes and handed them over, saying, "As soon as possible."

"Boss." Enzo skillfully took the banknotes, his fingers quickly assessing their approximate value. "Please trust my abilities."

By noon on the second day, Lin Dao was already standing at the shooting range, accompanied by two professionals, and began shooting training.

'boom! boom! boom! ’

Once you have fired all your bullets, follow the prescribed procedure to deactivate the safety and remove both hands from the weapon.

Lin Dao shook his hand forcefully.

Truth is not as simple to grasp as one might imagine.

Long-term training is essential.

Lin Daonong's purpose in acquiring these weapons was simple: to protect himself.

The Chongzhen era is different from the Yonghe era; by the late Ming Dynasty, firearms had already made great strides.

They possessed both muskets and cannons, which were extremely lethal.

In places like Yonghe Time and Space, it's not appropriate to drive around crashing and charging.

In addition, there is a lack of effective protective forces around them.

At this point, the role of advanced weapons becomes apparent.

After resting for a while, Lin Dao resumed training. The so-called sharpshooter isn't actually that exaggerated.

Unless one is truly gifted, most people are trained through extensive training and being fed bullets.

Lin Dao didn't consider himself exceptionally talented, at least not in shooting or in using Truth. So he could only improve himself through training.

For several days in a row, he was busy training at the shooting range.

He will be staying in South Africa for a while this time.

To obtain the truth, practicing the truth is merely a side task.

More importantly, they obtained a batch of chemical products under the guise of the mine.

Lin Dao did not believe that in the Chongzhen era, a group of refugees trained for a period of time could fight against bandits, imperial guards, the Guan Ning cavalry, and the elite of the Wild Boarskin.

Those guys were all veterans who had been on the battlefield many times, and their tactical skills and battlefield awareness were outstanding.

Can a group of refugees, after only a few months of training, really defeat them?
Even if they could win, they would inevitably suffer serious losses.

These refugees who attend night school every day should not be lost in vain on the battlefield.

The refugees of the Ming Dynasty were different from the beggars.

The Beggars' Army had fought for many years, and those who survived were all experienced.

Once you've eaten your fill and are equipped with good gear, you can go to the battlefield and fight for victory.

The refugees at the end of the Ming Dynasty were truly just refugees.

He walks unsteadily, and could become a homeless person who collapses on the road at any moment.

Therefore, Lin Dao's solution was to upgrade their weapons.

Large-scale deployment of firearms and artillery.

Use the technological advantage of weaponry to crush the enemy.

The corresponding smelting and manufacturing equipment, as well as the crucial gunpowder raw materials, have already been loaded onto ships and are about to arrive at the port in South Africa.

The distant mountains are tinged with the glow of sunset.

After finishing his practice that day, Lin Dao returned to his rented house.

He wasn't very interested in the local food and set off for the Chongzhen era.

"Master~~~"

Upon seeing Lin Dao emerge, Dong Xiaowan, who had been waiting for a long time, happily stepped forward and said, "The food is ready."

"Ah."

Upon arriving at the flower hall and sitting down, one finds the round table already laden with plates.

Dong Xiaowan's cooking skills are truly exceptional.

The food not only looked appealing, but also tasted delicious.

It tastes even better, especially after the forest road offers many of the seasonings brought by the modern world.

As for Chen Yuanyuan, who didn't have this skill, she could only act as a maid, helping to serve meals and dishes.

Lin Dao always eats very quickly, devouring his food and drink in a flash, then putting down his soup bowl.

Chen Yuanyuan, who was standing nearby, handed over a warm towel at the right time.

Dong Xiaowan then directly wiped him clean.

"No wonder so many people like to travel back to ancient times."

In the modern world, the idea of ​​a beautiful woman offering to serve you is something most people can hardly enjoy.

Those who earn only a few thousand yuan a month and can't even afford to work an extra hour can only dream of going back to ancient times.

"master."

Chen Yuanyuan tidied the table, while Dong Xiaowan began to talk about her business.

"A child has gone missing from the household."

Lin Dao was surprised by these words. "What?"

"It's Qiu Chan's younger sister. She got lost this morning when she went out shopping with her mother."

Previously, when they were in the human market, Dong Xiaowan and Chen Yuanyuan each selected ten maids and moved into this mansion with their whole families.

"Autumn Cicada" and similar names are all new ones they've come up with.

Their family members also worked in the household; Qiu Chan's mother was responsible for purchasing fruits and vegetables.

Unexpectedly, when I went out to buy groceries this morning with my youngest daughter, who is only five or six years old, she was kidnapped.

After hearing the whole story, Lin Dao frowned slightly. "Did you report it to the authorities?"

"I've reported it to the authorities."

Dong Xiaowan looked troubled. "But officials... sir, these days, unless it's a powerful family sending a memorial, otherwise..."

Otherwise, I'll just make a note of it, but whether I can find it or not is anyone's guess.

After firing a gun for a long time, Lin Dao, who was planning to rest, raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

“Send someone to find the most prominent figures among the city's foxes and rats.”

More than half an hour later, a leader from a nearby street came to Lin Dao's side.

After listening to Lin Dao's account, the leader immediately understood: "Sir, this must have been done by those beggars."

"The beggars' pawning in Jinling City are all the work of beggars, and have nothing to do with us."

Their main activity is targeted kidnapping; the street kidnappers are all within the scope of beggars' work.

The leader further provided information: "If it's the vegetable market on East Street, it must have been the work of those beggars near Pearl Bridge."

Lin Dao felt a slight tightness in his chest. "If I offer you some silver, can you wipe out all the beggars in Jinling City?"

The leader was initially delighted, but then his face showed signs of distress.

“Master,” he replied softly, “the beggars in Jinling City all have connections.”

"Their beggar leaders are all connected to big shots."

"There are more than ten thousand beggars in the city. If something really happens, it will be a big deal."

"Besides, even if they are all wiped out, it won't be long before new beggars emerge."

It's not that easy to beg for food in Jinling City.

Those without any backing have long since starved to death.

To completely eradicate them, we must first eliminate their backers.

"What's your name?" Lin Dao suddenly asked. "Where are you from?"

The leader was overjoyed, thinking he had been chosen by a noble person, and hurriedly replied, "I am Jin Youtian, from Jiujiang Prefecture."

Lin Dao nodded and instructed Dong Xiaowan to "give him five hundred taels of silver."

The leader was overjoyed, having easily earned a huge sum of five hundred taels of silver. Master Lin was indeed as generous as rumored!
Lin Dao had not finished speaking.

“Take the money and go back to your hometown. This is my advice to you.”

(End of this chapter)