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"Look at the consequences of an overpopulated population under such long lifespans."
Bai Zhi pressed play on a video, which was a recording of the civil war that took place in the ancient times of the Immortal Ship.
Watching the bloody scene of the Immortal Ship people using various weapons to fight each other in the sky and underground, Old Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This civil war among immortals is terrifying!
"My Zhu family princes and relatives are few in number, surely it shouldn't have come to this?"
Old Zhu said in a low voice.
"Hehe, Lao Zhu, it seems you should really study math."
Bai Zhi thought for a moment, then casually waved her hand towards the bushes beside her, and a pile of leaves appeared in her hand.
"This is a bunch of leaves. I'll give you 20. Even if you have 20 sons, this is an undercount. These are leaves from our Ming Emperor Yongle (Zhu Di). I'll give you four."
Old Zhu took the leaves with some confusion, but then felt something was wrong. Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, then his face was covered in cold sweat and turned extremely pale.
"Wait, Emperor Yongle??"
Chapter 596 Chaldea: Where did this parallel world Lostbelt come from?
"Wait, Immortal, could you tell me who the Ming Chengzu Emperor was?"
Old Zhu immediately interrupted Bai Zhi's spellcasting and asked the question he was very concerned about.
"Emperor Yongle (Zhu Di), that's your fourth son~"
Bai Zhi laughed. Actually, she had used that nickname on purpose, just to have some fun.
Old Zhu's face darkened immediately, and he turned to look at his fourth son.
"Well, Your Majesty the Emperor, shall I ask this humble subject, Zhu Yuanzhang, to kowtow to you?"
"No, no, no, Father, I absolutely did not have that thought."
Zhu Di was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly, his mind filled with confusion. What had he been thinking? Why did he give himself such a temple name?
If you're the ancestor, then what is your father? Does that mean he's been fired?
No, you shouldn't do that.
Old Zhu glared at Zhu Di, "You'd better be!"
"Father, please believe me!"
Zhu Di was genuinely terrified. If this were to become a reality, he would be beaten every day from now on.
This is not okay.
"Alright, alright, Old Zhu, he really didn't lie to you. He was originally called Emperor Taizong, but later a descendant changed it to Emperor Chengzu. He didn't originally have this idea."
After watching the play for a while, Bai Zhi finally revealed the reason.
"Descendants? Which descendant? If I find out, I'll break that person's legs!!"
Hearing Bai Zhi say this, Zhu Di finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt an endless rage. He had already prepared a temple name for him, but they changed it later.
These are truly unfilial descendants.
"Hmph... at least you have some conscience, Immortal. Let's talk about what happened before."
Old Zhu gave Zhu Di a displeased look, but he also knew that the important thing now was not to teach his son a lesson, but to ask why the Ming Dynasty had fallen.
"Since you want to hear it, then speak. Do you see the leaves in your hand? Lay them out first."
Despite some doubts, driven by his desire for the future, Zhu Di obediently placed 20 leaves on the ground, and Zhu Di followed suit.
"Okay, this means that your sons, according to how many offspring your sons can have, place as many leaves behind the leaves as you can, generation after generation."
Bai Zhi handed the two of them a bunch of leaves.
Old Zhu was a little confused, but he didn't stop working. According to his own understanding, he set five offspring for each child.
"Ok?"
As he arranged them, he frowned. Even if we assume there are 20 princes, each with five children, that's 100 descendants. These are all the princes' children, and their treatment is quite generous.
"continue."
Seeing Old Zhu's thoughtful expression, Bai Zhi smiled and said.
Old Zhu took a deep breath and continued to place leaves under the children of these vassal kings. One hundred descendants directly became five hundred, which made his scalp tingle.
There wasn't enough room on the ground, but he roughly calculated that the numbers would become increasingly astonishing as he went on.
These are all relatives and descendants of the imperial clan. They need to receive money and supplies every month. The imperial court could afford it at first, but as the amount increased, how could it possibly pay for it?
Moreover, the emperor's sons continued to bestow titles upon the emperor.
"Do you understand now?"
"Thank you for the reminder, Immortal..."
Old Zhu cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his expression complex.
He never thought about these things, because in his view, how could such a vast Ming Dynasty not be able to support his Zhu family descendants?
But now, with just this simple arrangement, he realizes that he really can't afford to raise them.
"Do you know why I specifically reminded you that opening up the sea is a good policy? It's because overseas, there are some high-yield crops and more delicious food."
"These things can delay the fall of the Ming Dynasty."
"Lady Baizhi, your order has arrived."
A sound drew their attention, and they turned to see a man carrying two bulging bags.
"Okay, go and do your work."
Bai Zhi casually took the two bags and waved to the employee.
"Ok."
After the employee left, Bai Zhi patted the bag on the ground and said, "Do you know what I have in my hand?"
"Please enlighten me, Immortal."
Old Zhu's intuition told him that this thing was definitely not an ordinary item.
"Tsk, you're not even going to guess? Fine, I'm not going to play riddles with you anymore. These are high-yield seeds, modified by us. If you take them to your place, they should yield four or five thousand catties per mu, and they also have good resistance to various diseases and disasters."
Upon hearing this, Old Zhu's breathing became heavy, and he stared at the bag with his eyes practically shining.
"Want it?"
"Of course we want it! If the immortal could bestow such a divine seed upon us, all the people of the world would be eternally grateful!"
"It's possible, but there are certain things you need to do as I say."
If it's not too much trouble, Bai Zhi still hopes to change this history, so she needs Zhu Yuanzhang to reform the entire Ming Dynasty according to her wishes.
"I will obey the words of the immortal."
Without the slightest hesitation, Old Zhu immediately replied that it wouldn't be too much to grant any request for such a divine object.
[Ding! Sending this item will cause the target's world to go beyond the historical correction range, which may lead to unknown anomalies.]
Upon hearing the system's words, Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow. She felt that she might know why she had saved Zhu Biao's life and given him the antidote to rejuvenate, but Zhu Biao was still dead, and Zhu Biao had inevitably aged to this extent.
So, it was that world that had its own history revision?
"Then this is for you."
Bai Zhi handed the seed bag to Lao Zhu with some curiosity.
She was eager to know what the effects of exceeding the historical correction range and causing unknown mutations were.
It's impossible for some time management bureau to come and forcibly correct history.
Meanwhile, at the moment Lao Zhu received the seed bag, inside a mysterious organization in a certain world.
"Huh, why are there strange Lostbelt observation data here... This location is in China, and the era is the early Ming Dynasty."
"Wait a minute, these data don't seem to be caused by anything like the Holy Grail. Could it be some strange, unknown parallel world?"
Leonardo da Vinci looked at the data displayed on the Chaldeans, which was used by Chaldea to observe history, and was somewhat puzzled.
This suddenly appearing Lostbelt doesn't seem to be very large at the moment, and it's quite unstable. It seems like it might disappear at any moment, just like those small singularities that Gudako often accidentally enters.
"Hmm... let's observe for a while first."
Leonardo da Vinci hesitated for a moment, but still did not immediately order someone to deal with it.
The main issue is that this thing, which looks like an Lostbelt, doesn't seem to happen in their world, so it's not a high priority.
Chapter 597 This is your divinity, take it.
"Thank you, Immortal."
Old Zhu hugged the bag to his chest like a treasure, not even bothering to scold his son. The crop seeds, yielding four to five thousand catties per mu, were enough to extend the life of his Ming Dynasty by countless years.
"Then I hope you will vigorously develop maritime trade and then build the Ming Dynasty into an empire on which the sun never sets."
"The British Empire?"
Old Zhu looked at Bai Zhi with suspicion; he had never encountered this concept before.
"Well... to put it this way, the world you live in, like the star you are standing on right now, is a sphere, both revolving around the sun. When the Ming Dynasty falls into darkness, the sun rises on the other side of the star."
Old Zhu listened silently without replying. Although the idea that his world was a sphere sounded somewhat shocking, it was a well-documented fact. In the imperial palace's collection of books, navigators had mentioned something similar.
If you look at the horizon from the sea and a ship is sailing in from the distance, you won't see the whole ship at once; you'll see the mast first.
As the ship gradually approaches, its hull will slowly become visible. Similarly, as the ship sails towards the horizon, its hull will disappear first, followed by the mast.
However, these ideas are not mainstream. The mainstream is still the idea that the earth is flat and the sky is round, and that the world they live in is the center, with the sun revolving around the earth.
"The so-called 'empire on which the sun never sets' means that the sun shines on the empire's territory every moment, do you understand?"
"hiss……"
Both Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di gasped in astonishment at the grand vision this was.
"Immortal, can we really achieve such a feat?"
Old Zhu and Zhu Di exchanged a glance; this didn't sound like a simple matter.
Even just ruling Annam was quite difficult for the Ming Dynasty. How much money must the British Empire have spent to rule it?
It's hard to imagine how that small island nation managed to do it.
"Of course you can. In the future of your world, there is a country that has achieved this, and that country is very small, just an island nation."
"But with maritime trade and sufficient military power, such results were achieved. I think the Ming Dynasty must be much stronger than that small island nation."
[Ding! Historical deviation is increasing, raising the likelihood of relevant organizations correcting history.]
The system prompt appeared again.
Bai Zhi paused for a moment, then said, "However, the way that island nation ruled its natives was quite different from that of the Ming Dynasty. The moral standards of the Ming Dynasty were still too high."
"Besides, your technological level is too low. Never mind... I'll give you a complete set of industrial technologies up to the steam age later."
Bai Zhi did a quick search on her phone and found the right thing in a book called "Essential Techniques for Immortals to Smuggle Them into a Backward World and Become Immortals".
This includes technology from the steam age, as well as related books on administration, which is a game-changer for a backward world.
It has to be said that for ordinary people in the Immortal Ship, going to a backward world to pretend to be a god seems to be a very attractive thing, and for the Alliance, it is something that can be repeatedly prohibited but not stopped.
Although he couldn't understand what Bai Zhi meant by the industrial technology of the steam age, for Lao Zhu, since the immortal had mentioned it, it must be something very important.
However, he was more concerned about something else, which was what Bai Zhi had mentioned: different ways of ruling.
"Could you please explain that so-called method of governance, Immortal?"
He felt that perhaps the things Bai Zhi mentioned were very clever and could effectively reduce the cost of governance.
"Oh, that? The simplest method of colonial rule is to first conquer militarily, then use industrial advantages to control other countries through trade and the economy, buy materials from other countries at low prices, and then make high-priced products to sell back."
"For example, only local people are allowed to do the most primitive farming or mining work. Technical jobs, such as carpentry or blacksmithing, or other jobs that require a certain level of expertise, are all only allowed to be done by our own people."
"This way, wealth from all over the world can flow in continuously."