Chapter 102

It wasn't until after dinner that Zhang Heng had time to check his character panel, and his information was updated again.

Name: Zhang Heng

gender: male

age: 19

player number: 07958

game rounds experienced: 3

current game score: 777

possession: Shadow key (E), shadow moment (d)

mastering skills: Piano LV1, language proficiency LV1 (three languages reach the level of daily communication), modification and maintenance LV1, skiing LV1, climbing LV1 Rock LV1, archery Lv2, field survival Lv2, car driving technology Lv2, shooting Lv2

evaluation: the player is sheltered by the shadow, and has the skills of car driving, shooting, field survival and archery. He has certain self-protection ability, but he has no obvious strength. He is expected to pass the seven round game.

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After three months of practice in the real world, with a 48 hour bonus, Zhang Heng finally broke through lv0 to LV1 in rock climbing. Now he can climb most artificial rock walls with his bare hands, but the natural rock wall depends on the situation. The angle and rock quality may affect the difficulty of climbing.

Shooting and skiing are two new skills he acquired in the last copy. Shooting is also the most gifted skill he has shown so far. It took him only one month to upgrade from a rookie who just touched a gun to LV1 level. Later that night, he and Simon escaped from the guerrilla camp and fought with the mysterious experts by the lake, which also stimulated his inner feelings Potential.

In the end, he not only won the battle of life and death, but also improved his shooting skills to Lv2.

This is not the end of his life in Sweden. After that, he stayed with Simon. They often went hunting together in the mountains. Simon taught him all the skills including rapid fire. Therefore, Zhang Heng's shooting level is far higher than Lv2, but he doesn't know how far away from LV3.

In fact, he also found that when a skill reaches Lv2, it will be very difficult to improve, because it means that you have reached an excellent level among ordinary people, and then the room for improvement will become more and more narrow. Taking his archery of Lv2 as an example, Zhang Heng has felt that he can only maintain this level at most by practice, and he wants to be promoted to the next level There must be some other external stimulation.

Like the life and death duel by the lake that night, but this kind of thing is not so easy to meet, if possible, Zhang Heng even hopes never to meet.

Understanding the current situation, Zhang Heng closed the role panel.

At night, the wind and waves on the sea were also strong. Zhang Heng was lying on the hammock. He felt that the dinner he had just eaten had been swinging back and forth in his stomach. He had been on a sea boat before, but it wasn't long, only half a day. Moreover, the wind and waves on the sea were relatively calm, so he didn't feel dizzy.

But this time, the situation was obviously different, especially in the crowded sailor's cabin, lying with a group of pirates who were not sure how long they had not taken a bath. The air was mixed with all kinds of unpleasant smell, so soon, Zhang Heng couldn't help vomiting.

The pirates burst into a burst of laughter, "are you kidding? Are you the first time to go out to sea?"

"Yeah, I'm starting to regret having him on deck to join us." Another pirate echoed.

Life at sea is boring, so having fun is also a basic skill for pirates.

But there are also helpful guys. A black pirate handed Zhang Heng a bucket so that he could spit in it. In addition, he poured a glass of water for him.

"Thank you."

After vomit, Zhang Heng also suffered a little, gargle with fresh water, mouth mouth mouth thanks.

"You're welcome. Don't take their words to heart. Those guys just have bad mouths. In fact, people are not bad. You'll find out after a long time." The black pirate held out a hand. "Goodwin, the gunner of the sea lion."

"Zhang Heng." Zhang Heng held the barrel in one hand and shook hands with the other.

"I saw your performance on the deck before. It's very impressive. What did you do before, soldier?" Goodwin is in high spirits.

"Almost. I've been to A war. "

"Did you win?"

"Not really, but at least I and the people I care about survived."

"You're lucky, I've been in a war, but we've failed," Goodwin said, opening his collar to reveal the mark on his left chest.

"My tribe was defeated by another tribe. They killed my father and mother, and the old people in the tribe. They sold me, my brother and my six-year-old sister to a slave team. I don't remember how long we had been in the boat. At that time, all of us were in shackles, huddled in the narrow warehouse at the bottom, one by one, unable to move, in fact, even breathing There's no space. When we get to the place they call the new world, less than 80 of the 300 black people on board can still breathe, and my brother died in my arms. ""I'm sorry to hear that." Zhang Hengdao.

The slave trade began in the 15th century and reached its peak in the 17th and 18th century. The colonization and construction required a lot of cheap labor. It was obviously unrealistic to rely on the thin European immigrants. Therefore, the businessmen turned their eyes to Africa, where European countries vied to set up business stations and forts, or to stir up the relationship between tribes, to acquire war prisoners, or to capture them by themselves Hunting slaves.

Today, Zhang Heng is living in a time when the triangle trade is booming. Businessmen start from Europe, go to Africa, buy slaves, then transport them to America, sell them to American plantations and farmers, and then transport American specialties such as gold, coffee and cotton to Europe, so as to obtain amazing profits.

This situation did not improve until the end of the 18th century and the beginning of the 19th century, when Britain, France, the United States and other countries gradually banned the slave trade. However, although the government no longer supported this kind of behavior, private smuggling was still very rampant, and the real decline of the slave trade would have to wait until the 1860s.

"I was bought by a coffee planter in Charleston, where I worked for eight years, and then I was sold to a boat as a sailor, doing the most work and eating the worst, until she found us."

"Who?"

"Sea lion, she has given me freedom and accepted me. The people above regard me as a companion and brother. When fighting, we look after each other's backs. There is no such thing as master and slave here. We are all equal and free people, and we all have a common home."

"Where?"

"Nassau."

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