Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 500 Fusu: I'll do it myself, Neo-Confucianism!
"Immortal Master, look! What a huge fish!"

On the vast sea, Zhao Gao, shirtless, jumped up and down in cheers on the deck.

Lin Dao, who had just returned not long ago to refuel and restart the motorboat, followed the sound and went up to the deck.

"Oh~"

Seeing a group of dolphins leaping away from the sea not far away, Lin Dao nodded, "These are not fish, they are dolphins, they are auspicious signs, we cannot catch them."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Hu Hai, whose beard had all disappeared, even picked at his ears in disbelief.

You should know that since Da Qin set off, they have been eating whatever they can find along the way.

Whether it's a ferocious bear or tiger, or a herbivorous deer or rabbit.

Whether it flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the sea.

Anyone who caught Lin Dao's eye was shot dead with a single shot, then chopped up and cooked.

Now they're saying we can't catch them?

Without a doubt, this is something that has never happened before.

Everyone quickly wrote down the name of this fish, called the dolphin. They didn't need to remember the fish they ate, but they had to remember the auspicious sign.

"Okay."

Lin Dao waved his hand, "Go about your business. Once we fill up the tank, we should be able to return to Qin."

Previously, when they were in the ancient land of Yin Shang, everyone thought they would have to return the way they came.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dao led them to the seaside and used his supernatural powers to conjure up a large ship.

This is a magnificent ship unlike any I've ever seen before.

Although it has a sail, it doesn't raise it most of the time, yet it can still move on its own in the sea.

Moreover, its speed was unprecedented.

Compared to the hard-sailed ships of the Qin Dynasty, it was as if they were flying on the sea.

Steering the boat is Lin Dao's job.

Although there is no satellite navigation, it is possible to obtain accurate flight paths by measuring with starlight and sextants, and then analyzing the data through computers.

"It would be great if we could take people through time."

“Recruit a large number of sailors and sail a fleet to transport Liu Ji and the others to America, so they won’t have to travel so tiringly on the road.”

Sailing a boat, especially a sea boat, is a very arduous task.

It's not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

After all, looking at the vast ocean for a long time can indeed make one feel irritable.

It was determined that there were no islands or large creatures within the radar scan area.

Lin Dao secured the rudder, left the cockpit, and entered the living quarters.

He found sailing boring even himself, let alone others.

Therefore, it provides a variety of entertainment options for everyone to pass the time.

Lin Dao first arrived at the public rest area, and nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the shouts and commotion coming from inside.

Through the porthole, I saw a group of guards gathered together gambling.

The sounds of various utensils colliding and playing cards being slammed were incessant.

Among them, Zhao Gao's screams and laughter were the loudest.

He was obsessed with this path and was very happy.

Lin Dao strode forward, and ahead lay a series of individual cabins.

Both Han Xin's and Chen Ping's cabin doors were open.

The two men's cabins faced each other; one sat in a chair, hunched over a desk, writing furiously.

One of them lay on a narrow bed, turning the pages of a book by lamplight.

Lin Dao entered Han Xin's cabin and peered into the book he was copying.

Clausewitz~

"On War"

"Yangtze River Literature and Art Publishing House"

Han Xin refused to stay in the homeland of the Yin-Shang dynasty.

In his words, it was completely unchallenging.

The locals are all savages who live in tents and use stone tools. Any trained farmer or commoner from the village could easily defeat them.

If I were to stay, it would be a complete waste of my talent.

I learned that there was a vast empire in the West, as well as countless smaller countries, a nation with a cohesive political system and the use of iron tools.

Han Xin was convinced that his future lay in the west.

The sea voyage was long and arduous, but Han Xin did not find it difficult.

He spent his days engrossed in the various military books provided by Lin Dao, reading and copying them, vowing to memorize them thoroughly.

After watching him copy for a while, Lin Dao turned and left, walking into the cabin opposite.

Chen Ping had already seen him, and sat up from the bed, nodding and smiling in acknowledgment.

"The Shang people were too foolish."

He put down the book in his hand and chatted with Lin Dao, saying, "I study the Huang-Lao philosophy, but it's useless to them."

Lin Dao looked at the book he had put down.

"The Thick Black Theory"

"Qunyan Publishing House ~Single Volume~"

“You’re right.” Lin Dao nodded. “If you stay on the Yin Shang Continent, it would indeed be a waste of your talents.”

Chen Ping, who was skilled at using stratagems, winning people over, and sowing discord, would find it pointless to try those tricks on the Yin merchants.

"I've brought you something useful this time."

Lin Dao took out several books and a USB drive and handed them over.

The book cover reads:

"A Crash Course in Classical Latin"

"Vulgar Latin"

"Ancient Greek"

During their long journey, Chen Ping and the others had already learned simplified Chinese characters and new reading habits.

He even skillfully took the USB drive and connected it to the playback device.

The files on the USB drive are all spoken Latin and Greek listening and speaking materials.

"The West has large countries and countless small countries."

"Learning their language will be very useful for you in your diplomatic endeavors."

Chen Ping completely trusted Lin Dao and immediately began to study diligently with boundless enthusiasm.

Lin Dao patted him on the shoulder, got up and left, and even closed the cabin door for him.

Further ahead are the cabins of Fusu and Huhai.

Fusu's cabin was empty; no one knew where he had gone.

As for Hu Hai's cabin, the sound of sobbing could be heard from inside.

Lin Dao knocked on the door.

Before long, Hu Hai, with red eyes, opened the hatch.

"Watching romance dramas again?" Lin Dao glanced at the LCD screen and sighed. "Cancer, car accident, and amnesia. You'd better watch less of these things."

"You don't understand~"

Wiping away his tears, Hu Hai said stubbornly, "Everything in this world is fake, only true feelings are real!"

He stepped aside and gestured, "Come in and have a seat~"

Lin Dao shuddered and waved his hands repeatedly, "No need, no need, I have things to do. I just brought you something."

Since the bag was frostbitten, Hu Hai gradually turned to the second chair.

Everyone avoided it like the plague.

Lin Dao originally intended to leave him on the Yin Shang continent.

But seeing his transformation, he was brought back.

"Give."

Lin Dao handed over a thick stack of books.

It says so on the cover.

"The Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me"

"My whole family went berserk while eavesdropping on my thoughts~"

"Divorced with two kids, pursued relentlessly by the world's richest man~"

"I Became the Daughter-in-Law of an Old Servant"

"Transmigrating to the Imperial Palace: I Want to Be the Empress~"

"The Richest Man Is Chasing Me, My Childhood Sweetheart Has Gone Mad"

Hu Hai's eyes lit up when he saw these books.

Lin Dao then took out a USB drive and handed it over, saying, "I downloaded these short dramas from the internet; they're all your favorites."

After taking the books and USB drive, Hu Hai closed the door and happily went off to enjoy his spiritual nourishment.

Forget about wealth and glory, forget about being a prince of Qin.

Spiritual resonance is the most important thing.

Lin Dao shrugged and turned to walk forward.

Upon arriving at the gym, as expected, I saw Fusu busy practicing.

Ever since Lin Dao taught Fusu the "Lunyu", he has changed completely.

In order to follow in the footsteps of his idol Confucius, he worked out almost obsessively.

Looking at Fusu's back, which was sweating profusely on the treadmill, Lin Dao vaguely saw a word on his back muscles.

'Virtue'!
"Very good." Lin Dao stepped forward and praised, "You already have a three-tenths of the image of Confucius."

"Only three points?" Fu Su, who was running, was a little out of breath. "Winning people over with virtue is indeed not easy."

"It is benevolence, righteousness, and morality."

Lin Dao earnestly explained, "The back muscle group represents virtue, and the pectoralis major muscle of the chest represents benevolence."

"He carries the Righteousness Blade in his left hand and the Righteousness Axe in his right."

"Followed by 300,000 elite Qin soldiers."

"In this way, you can travel the world without fear."

"No matter who you meet, they will listen to your reasoning very carefully."

"This is the true essence of Confucianism."

"The core tenet of Confucianism is to listen to me!"

How can I get them to listen to me?

"Nothing else, only~"

"Benevolence! Righteousness! Morality! Virtue!"

Slow down and turn off the treadmill.

I got down and picked up a towel to wipe away the sweat.

Fusu took a breath and asked earnestly, "Immortal Master, I have tried my best."

"But my virtue is still growing slowly. Is there any magical medicine or divine power to help me?"

"This..." Lin Dao hesitated.

Because it really exists.

The protein powder sold at street stalls in the celestial realm, as well as the hormones in high-tech products.

Both can make people grow into muscle monsters in a short period of time.

Yes~
The side effects of these high-tech products are terrifying; they even require the sacrifice of livers and scrotums.

Lin Dao didn't want to trick him.

"Immortal Master." Seeing his hesitation, Fusu's eyes immediately lit up. "Immortal Master, please help me."

After hesitating for a while, Lin Dao stamped his foot and shook his head.

"No."

I really don't dare to give it to him.

They feared that if Fusu became addicted to it, he might die before the First Emperor.

This young man is actually quite nice; there's no need to take advantage of him.

Besides, Lin Dao wanted to overcome his indecisive nature and make him truly tough.

In retrospect, the results have been quite good.

Fusu looked at Lin Dao with envy.

Even though he was wearing clothes, Lin Dao's muscle group was still well-defined.

The kind with an explosive visual effect.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Lin Dao always used a gun when hunting; he can actually handle a one-on-one fight bare-handed without any problem.

Don't be envious.

"I got this... well, it's from practice!"

"A man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot grow fat without night grass."

"If you want to be on par with Confucius, who won people over with virtue, then you have to practice!"

"As long as you are sincere, you can definitely do it."

Despite having a strong body due to the power of spacetime, Lin Daofei claims he developed it through training. What kind of training did he do?

Most of the strenuous physical activity he does usually takes place in bed.

Sometimes it doesn't even move itself.

But there's nothing I can do; these things can't be said outright.

“What the immortal says is absolutely right.”

With a determined look in his eyes, Fusu stepped onto the rowing machine. "I want to set things right and restore Confucianism to its orthodox form!"

"Confucius's orthodox Confucianism has been completely messed up by these useless people."

"I want to set things right and become a true Confucian scholar like Confucius."

"I'll do it myself, Neo-Confucianism!"

"I want to show those pedantic scholars what true Confucianism is, and what it truly means to win people over with virtue!"

(End of this chapter)