Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 310 Misfortunes Never Come Alone (Seeking Votes)

Even with his unparalleled financial knowledge, Wang Cheng spent quite some time figuring out the purpose of this new skill.

One can package one's own fortune, misfortune, and fluctuations in luck into a "risk" package and "hedge" it against other opposing risks in the world, thereby achieving the effect of "shaving off peaks and filling valleys".

For example, a minor misfortune, such as being hit by a stray bullet, can be offset by a minor stroke of good fortune, such as finding silver, resulting in nothing happening and neither good nor bad.

The simplest and most direct use is to "spend money to avoid disaster," which is the opposite of "money sword energy" that uses money to throw at people.

The latter attacks, the former survives. If he is rich enough, even if he enters the brutal meat grinder of the battlefield, he can escape unscathed by exploding his money.

Wang Cheng stroked the sword, his eyes showing delight:

"The greatest significance of the Five Emperors' Golden Coin Sword's abilities lies not in the abilities themselves, but in the fact that this series of abilities helped me gradually grasp the most core economic power!"

Looking up at the plaque reading "Supervisory Department of Finance" hanging at the entrance of the portable mandala, he became even more convinced of this.

"Once I advance to the third rank of living ghost god, I should be able to awaken at least one wealth-related supernatural power. If I'm lucky, I might even awaken a water-related supernatural power."

Now that Wang Cheng had the power of the Heavenly Land and the strength of a fourth-rank official as his trump card, he felt more at ease and waved his sleeve to put away the Five Emperors' Golden Coin Sword.

Looking down, I realized that Sister Fox had finished her sixteen-day magic dance and was now asleep on the cashmere carpet next to me.

To stimulate "scent love," the senior sister used the captivating Sixteen-Day Demon Dance to help him cultivate for seven consecutive days, which was also a huge drain on her own energy.

The girl was holding a futon, lying on the white cashmere carpet, her peacock green dance dress accidentally slipped down to her stunningly curvaceous hips.

Her fair, smooth back was exposed in the candlelight, resembling a flawless piece of jade that was priceless.

A delicate gold chain adorned with sparkling gemstones shimmered with fire, but even the most precious jewels were merely embellishments on her senior sister, never overshadowing her.

At this moment, the girl's alluring outfit, paired with her serene and beautiful sleeping face, made her look like a fairy princess who had accidentally fallen to earth.

Some people might feel ashamed and guilty after seeing this, but others will be even more excited!
It wasn't until a hand uncontrollably landed on the fox sister's smooth, jade-like back that Wang Cheng realized he wasn't the former.

I'm somewhat relieved that the mainstream of this world deals with the divine way, which deals with the seven emotions and six desires.

If the prevailing ideology is the ruthless path of detachment from worldly desires, then a vulgar person like myself, who is sworn enemies of gambling and drugs, would have absolutely no chance of achieving anything.

However, Lord Wang was, after all, a fourth-rank official who had subdued the six desires and opened the six orifices; he couldn't possibly lack even this much self-control.

With a wave of his hand, the great power of the Dharma Temple Mandala descended, gently lifting his senior sister's delicate body into his arms, lightly kissing her forehead, and then taking her back to her bedroom.

With a snap of his fingers, the girl's dress, blouse, crown, and jewelry seemed to come alive and hopped away on their own.

Wang Cheng pulled the silk quilt over his shoulder, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over his princess's smooth, jade-like abdomen, when he suddenly thought of a very important question.

"I've heard that when people of different races conceive, their genes exchange and merge during conception, resulting in complementary advantages."

Therefore, mixed-race individuals like my senior sister often have natural advantages in appearance, personality, and intelligence.

However, there is a key issue: the birth of a mixed-race baby is like a gamble. Some mixed-race babies are very healthy, but others are born with incurable genetic diseases.

Even if the first generation of mixed-race children does not show any abnormalities, these abnormalities will appear in the second and third generations of mixed-race children.

If I have a child with my senior sister, we'll be considered a second-generation mixed-race.

If left unchecked, even if they eventually replace the ruler of Japan, they'll probably be no better than a mentally challenged close relative who scores 20 out of 1000 on a test.

In the past, Wang Cheng probably wouldn't have had any good solutions.

After all, even with his father, a dignified second-rank living deity, overseeing him, his birth weight was only two ounces and eight mace. It was all due to fate, and what could ordinary people do?

But now that he has the [Risk Hedging/Avoid Disaster by Losing Money], perhaps if he has enough money and makes a wish using the [Heavenly Market Balance Method], he should be able to hedge against this risk when the genes are matched.

"The key is to have money!"
With enough money, not only can you get mixed-race individuals from two countries, but you can also get mixed-race individuals from eight countries, or even individuals from the Holy Roman Empire.

"We'll go experiment on preparing that dream metal tomorrow."

Ring ring ring.
Just then, he suddenly heard the head maid's bell in the study ring by itself, and he quickly slipped out of the bedroom.

It was the Virgin Queen who sent a package across eight time zones on the eastern and western continents.

The Queen has another Black Butler Bell that matches the Head Maid Bell, allowing them to send messages to each other point-to-point.

A handsome butler dressed in a black tuxedo appeared before Wang Cheng, holding a precious artifact made using alchemy: the Clockwork Box.

The latter took a look and was overjoyed.

"Finally found it! Today is a good day." The box was filled with potatoes and sweet potatoes dug up from Emerald Island, a huge quantity indeed.

There's no need for multiple rounds of secondary breeding; it can be planted directly as seed.

Clearly, Her Majesty was all bark and no bite; even though she was furious with him, she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.

Then he opened the letter that had been sent along with the secret box.

Wang Cheng learned that the various high-yield crops of the New World were spreading much faster in the western continent than in the east.

Potatoes entered the Western Continent twenty years ago, while sweet potatoes were brought back to France as early as seventy or eighty years ago during the time of Columbus.

Their adoption has been slow in most places, but they have quickly become mainstream in Emerald Isle, this "chosen land".

why?
It's because the Britannians are inhuman.

The ancestors of Colonial 1.0 were not the Francois, but Britannia.

Beginning in the 12th century AD, Henry II of the Plantagenet dynasty, the ancestor of the Virgin Queen, invaded the Emerald Isle and forced many lords to accept his rule.

After conquering Emerald over hundreds of years, the authorities seized a large amount of land from the local traditionalists through a series of decrees and distributed it to the Protestant landowners who were colonizing the area.

Today, the native population controls only 5% of the island's land, while the rest have become tenant farmers, renting land from landlords.

However, most of the harvested wheat, oats, cattle, and sheep had to be paid as rent to Britannian landowners and were transported in large quantities to the main island.

The gentlemen of Britannia were even more ruthless than the ruthless landlord Zhou Bapi; they didn't care about the lives of these heretics at all.

Thus, in a world of extremely limited living space, potatoes, with their high yield, low soil requirements, and rich nutritional value, became the only option for Celtic farmers to survive on their small, barren lands.

Its yield is far higher than other grains, enough to support a family's survival.

After explaining the origins of potatoes and sweet potatoes, the Queen continued with her rambling musings:

"Colonialism 2.0, Colonialism 2.0, I want Colonialism 2.0"

The Franco-German Empire did just as much on Emerald Island as it did on the New World: large-scale immigration, garrisoning troops, forcibly confiscating all land, and persecuting religious beliefs.
The only difference is that the Franks were persecuting Protestants, while they were persecuting traditionalists; both were equally depraved.

Uprisings of all sizes were rampant on Emerald Island, constantly overwhelming the Privy Council, the upper and lower houses of Parliament, and the Star Chamber Court.

No wonder the Queen was so eager to know how Colony 2.0 should actually be implemented.

They practically wanted to kidnap Wang Cheng and have him work for them.

Wang Cheng smiled and prepared to have the head maid deliver the pre-written strategy guide later.

But when he casually flipped to the last page of the letter, his smile froze on his face.

"The legendary warship of the Franco Empire, the 'Angel of Ten Thousand Wings,' and its accompanying fleet have set sail from the mainland."

Based on the legendary warship's normal cruising speed, it will appear on the East China Sea within a week.

The only good news is that the Franco-German Empire's colonies are too large, requiring it to fight on multiple fronts.

To maximize their peak combat power, legendary warships are generally not equipped with high-ranking Heroic Spirit-level powerhouses, so as to avoid redundant combat power and waste of manpower.

However, there will definitely be several mid-ranking (fourth-grade) theological professionals in the fleet; please be prepared.

It is obvious that from this moment on, the countdown to war has begun.

And to make matters worse...

Just as Wang Cheng put down the letter, Peng Wujiu, a first-class bodyguard known for his composure and known as "the knife-lover," came to request an audience outside the palace gate.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! There's been an disturbance in Pinghu Port."

A bunch of starving ghosts who'll eat anything have arrived!

Wang Cheng suppressed the tremor in his heart and stepped out, only to find that the sixth-rank official's eyes were filled with fear. He asked somewhat strangely:

"It's just a starving ghost, why are you so afraid?"

Peng Wujiu's eyes darted around, and he cautiously looked around before lowering his voice to say:
"Your Highness, I don't know which despicable bastard is behind this. The folk legends that these evil spirits are anchored to are particularly special. They are not the starving people of Yingzhou, but the people of Lingnan [Yuezhou].

You forgot, although most of us in Wufeng Banner are Tanka people, we are also Minzhou people!

(End of this chapter)