Global colonization began with Ming Dynasty pirates.

The boat trip from Dongluo Island to Shuangfeng Island took more than a day, but in reality, the distance between the two places is very short, less than 30 kilometers.

The group sailed without stopping, and two hours later, Dongluo Island came into view.

"Young Master, we're home," Lin Si said excitedly.

"Not bad, everyone's skills have improved rapidly compared to two days ago." Lin Hao nodded to the other party. Lin Si was now in command of this ship, while A Niu, Lin Yi, and Lin Er had been placed on two other ships by Lin Hao.

Fortunately, we didn't encounter any more pirates along the way, otherwise, with our current cobbled-together fighting force, we might not have been able to defeat them.

"Head south, around the bay, let's go home." Lin Hao put away the telescope in his hand. This thing is very precious. Although he knows how to make it, the Lin family only has a few now. Good transparent glass is hard to come by, and grinding it is a very technical job.

Led by the Fujian-style ship at the front, the three ships neatly rounded the southernmost protrusion of Dongluo Island and then sailed into the bay.

When the Lin family flag, flying high on the Fujian ship, entered the bay, enthusiastic cheers erupted on the dock.

"Young Master is back! Quickly, go and inform the Old Master!"

Just three days later, Dongluo Island was completely different from before. Several large houses had been built next to the few scattered wooden houses. Although they were all simple wooden frames with thatched roofs, they were at least habitable. As long as there was no typhoon for a short period of time, there was not much of a problem.

Meanwhile, a large number of people are working on the island, and the framework of several new houses has been erected and construction is in full swing.

"Uncle Fu, where did these people come from? I've never seen them before." After disembarking, Lin Hao pointed to the busy crowd in the distance and asked.

In Lin Hao's view, these people included the old and the young, men and women, but none of them were people he recognized.

"Young Master, these people are all from fishing villages in the south. We've employed them before. As you instructed, we always pay our employees in cash and never delay payment, so we have a good reputation among them. When they saw so many of us coming to the island, they came over to ask if we had any work. Of course, we welcome them."

"Hmm, not bad. Now we can finally speed up the construction process a bit. But since we have enough manpower, let's arrange for some people to build a fence around the perimeter. Just having houses isn't enough for defense."

Lin Hao simply stopped and began to plan the area of ​​the village in his mind towards Uncle Fu. In his vision, considering the need for future expansion, the village should be able to accommodate at least a thousand people and have a sufficiently strong city wall.

"Ahem, young master, we'll talk about that later. The old master is waiting for you. Why don't you go see him first?" Uncle Fu subtly tugged at Lin Hao.

"Um?"

Lin Hao looked at Uncle Fu with a puzzled expression, only to find that the man's expression was quite serious. He immediately realized that something might be wrong. Turning back to look at the boy still carrying supplies, Lin Hao nodded and said:

"Uncle Fu is right. I should visit the elders as soon as I get home. Could you please keep an eye on things for me, Uncle Fu? I'll be right back."

After giving a brief explanation, Lin Hao hurried forward, eager to know what had happened.

It was the same room, still filled with the familiar smoke.

Unlike the atmosphere a few days ago, the room is now extremely stuffy.

The old man leaned back in his chair, idly smoking his pipe, while a weeping woman and Dr. Chen sighed incessantly beside him.

As soon as Lin Hao entered the room, his heart skipped a beat.

There was no other reason than that the weeping woman was none other than his own mother, Lin Ruanshi.

Then it becomes quite obvious who the person involved in the incident was.

Lin Hao strode forward and looked at his father's bedside. He saw that the strong man from the Li family who had been chatting and laughing with him about the future just a few days ago was now unconscious, his face ashen and covered in sweat, his lips pale and his eyes sunken.

Lin Hao pulled back the quilt covering the wound and looked down, only to see yellow pus appearing on the original wound.

Lin Hao immediately understood that the wound had become infected, which, given the medical technology of this era, was essentially a death sentence.

The old man looked at Lin Hao and sighed, "It started the day after you left. The doctor said it was an external evil invasion. Alas, my poor son, you've survived so many trials, but this last hurdle..."

"Young master, I have no other choice. In this situation, even a god cannot cure it. We can only leave it to fate." Doctor Chen could only shake his head and sigh when he saw Lin Hao looking at him.

When external pathogens invade, even renowned doctors cannot cure them, let alone an unknown country doctor like him.

"I understand. Are there other people doing this?"

Lin Hao just wanted to slap himself. He'd been in this era for so long, always thinking about sailing and the military, but he'd never seriously tried to do anything useful.

High-proof alcohol is something you can handle as long as you understand the principles and have hands.

But four years have passed, and I haven't managed to get anything out of it. Otherwise, just a small bowl of it would be enough to wipe the wounds of the injured, which would greatly reduce the probability of infection.

"Two of the guards also have similar symptoms, but none of them are as serious as my brother," said Lin Hao's second uncle, who had the lightest injuries to begin with and was now able to walk around after three days of rest.

"Hao'er, what should we do? Your father can't die, sob sob." When Lin Hao's mother saw Lin Hao return, she immediately felt reassured and held Lin Hao's hand, crying incessantly.

Lin Hao gently comforted her, "Mother, don't worry, I will find a way to save Father."

"Cough cough." Just then, a few coughs rang out. Lin Chengzong, lying on the hospital bed, seemed to have heard Lin Hao's voice and opened his eyes.

"Father, how are you feeling?" Lin Hao stepped forward and held the other's hand tightly, immediately sensing the other's weakness.

The hands that used to be as strong as a bear, and that loved to arm wrestle with themselves, are now as weak as a child's.

"Hao'er, you're back! How did the trip go? The little ones really did a great job." When Lin Chengzong saw Lin Hao, his previously weak eyes immediately lit up.

"The trip went very smoothly. We not only completed our voyage at sea without incident, but we also wiped out Zhou Daye of Shuangfeng Island and captured more than sixty people and two ships."

While holding his father's hand, Lin Hao told him about the results of the trip.

"Good, good, as expected of the Lin family's prodigy, his skills are truly extraordinary." Lin Chengzong smiled, looking at his eldest son with increasing satisfaction, regretting that he would never see him again.

"I'm dying. Hao'er, you must take good care of your mother, your younger brother and sister, and support the Lin family. And also..."

"Father! There's no need for these words. I won't allow this to happen. Just wait and see, I'll make you better."

Lin Hao took the other person's hands in both and put them back under the quilt.

"Father, you should rest first. I promise you, your injury will be healed after a good night's sleep."

Lin Hao's eyes were firm, and Lin Chengzong was pleased to see this. "Alright, alright, I'll go to sleep first. The rest is up to you, Hao'er. You've never let me down. I believe in you."

As they were talking, the other person suddenly closed their eyes and fainted, which frightened everyone so much that their faces turned pale and they cried incessantly.