Chapter 170: [Two Kitchen Knives to Start a Revolution] (5.3k Combined)

Fang Ming couldn't win against Zhang Zuolin,

and was helplessly pulled by Zhang Zuolin to drink, so the matter of the payment could only be put aside for the time being.

At the wine table.

As the wine deepened, Zhang Zuolin almost pulled Fang Ming to swear brotherhood again, which made the new friends in the stream shout six six six.

【Good guy, really drunk?】

【The streamer didn't brag, he really wants to swear brotherhood.】

【No? You guys didn't notice that the payment wasn't mentioned for half a day?】

【What's there to mention, it's like this, can he still owe money and not pay back.】

【That's right, almost swearing brotherhood, not short of that little money.】

【Being able to bluff a warlord to this extent, you count as unique.】

Looking at the barrage flying past.

Fang Ming just wanted to say.

I am a dignified modern Blue Star person.

Revealing some insights at will is a dimensionality reduction strike to this place; subduing an indigenous NPC is simple, right?

But at this time, he was also a bit tipsy.

Although everything in the virtual somatosensory pod was simulated.

But the near-hundred-percent simulation made Fang Ming feel tipsy and dizzy according to his body's condition, even though he was drinking in the game.

Fang Ming tried to stay sober, grabbing Zhang Zuolin's hand on the table:

"Big... Big Brother."

"That goods..."

Zhang Zuolin was also flushed with wine, patting Fang Ming's shoulder drunkenly:

"Re... Relax, brother!"

"Although I, Old Zhang, pit... little Japan!"

"But to brothers, I am absolutely this!"

Saying this, Zhang Zuolin held up his thumb.

Then Zhang Zuolin patted Fang Ming's shoulder and said earnestly with a drunken tone:

"Those little Japanese... dare to show off in our territory, don't even ask if I, Old Zhang, agree."

"Don't even think about taking back a cent of the money owed to them."

"But brother's payment, simple!"

"Looking at it, we are about to enter the capital to fight; wait for me to come back after fighting."

"Don't say this batch of goods..."

"Even if it's several times, dozens of times more, I, Old Zhang, can handle it."

"It depends on how much you, brother, can bring back."

Fang Ming drank a glass of wine, waved his hand, and laughed:

"Big brother, however much you can eat, I can supply."

"Let's put it this way!"

"Just this batch of goods, even if it's ten times more, it's light for me, brother."

This wasn't Fang Ming bragging.

But when the 【Custom Mode】 started, he chose assets worth millions, and the equipment transported this time only cost hundreds of thousands, less than one-tenth.

If he took all his assets to buy arms, the quantity would be more than ten times more.

Hearing this.

The smile on Zhang Zuolin's face grew wider:

"Good good good!"

"With brother's words, I, brother, am relieved!"

"Today I'll give you a welcome party, tomorrow I'll enter the capital to meet Feng Guozhang, and clean up that traitor Duan Qirui..."

"His gold and silver treasures, brother, you can pick whatever you want!"

"I'll even get you two of Duan Qirui's concubines."

"That little payment is nothing!!!"

Fang Ming heard this and also smiled, raising his wine glass:

"That's right, it's nothing!!!"

With a crisp "ding," there was another round of glasses clinking at the wine table.

Then...

With a plop.

Fang Ming was drunk and fell on the table, sleeping, and the perspective in the stream also fell into darkness.

At this time, Fang Ming and the Blue Star friends had no idea that as Fang Ming fell asleep, a drunken Zhang Zuolin pushed Fang Ming:

"Brother?"

"Really drunk?"

After confirming Fang Ming was asleep, this Zhang Zuolin got up slowly, where was half the drunkenness on his face?

"Xishun! Xishun!"

Xishun outside ran in:

"Commander."

Zhang Zuolin waved his hand:

"Give him the prepared silver dollars tomorrow."

Xishun was surprised:

"Really give it?"

Zhang Zuolin waved his hand:

"This kid... has a thick family background."

"What are hundreds of thousands of equipment enough for? Just say I went to the capital tomorrow."

"Urge him to be as fast as possible, and transport another big batch..."

"Damn it."

"Whose young master is this, how can such a silly kid live until now?"

"It's fortunate he met me, Old Zhang."

"If he met those few bastards, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have his life."

Fang Ming naturally didn't know about the conversation between Zhang Zuolin and Xishun.

Because he was already drunk and had fallen into a deep sleep, the stream room was pitch black at this moment.

He couldn't see or hear anything in the game.

But because there were pop-up options, Fang Ming exited the game, waiting for the plot to skip in the game:

"Brothers, don't worry, just drunk."

"Everything in the game will sleep for about five minutes, and then it will be morning when he gets up."

Fang Ming was already used to it, taking this opportunity to chat with the stream:

"How about it?"

"Believe in my strength now."

"Just this local warlord."

"Subduing him is simple."

However, the Blue Star friends in the stream said:

【Subdue nothing, you still didn't get the money all night.】

【That's right, you mentioned the payment several times all night, and he brought it off-topic; you're going to be finished.】

【Streamer, you'd better go into the game and take a look, what if he kills you?】

【That's right, maybe he killed you, and you're already hitting the restart button.】

【Poor Little Ming, worked hard for months, just to send supplies and ammunition to others.】 【170

【No way? A few concubines were enough to get you drugged?】

Looking at the danmu, Fang Ming didn't dawdle and entered the game to wait:

"Just watch how I slap their faces."

As he was speaking.

A prompt popped up in the game; Fang Ming switched back to the game, and the scene before his eyes gradually brightened.

Sunlight shone in, and the sun outside had already risen high. Fang Ming had just sat up when he bumped into something.

Clatter—

—

Silver dollars scattered all over the floor. Fang Ming was stunned. He looked left and right; the room was piled with quite a few silver dollars. Fang Ming leaned over to pick up a few and showed them to the stream room:

"See that? What is this?!"

As he was speaking.

Footsteps came from outside, and Zhang Zuolin's adjutant walked in:

"Mr. Fang, you're awake."

"These silver dollars were specifically ordered by the Marshal last night so that you could see money the moment you woke up."

"He went to the capital this morning."

"So he didn't have time to tell you and could only arrange for me."

As he spoke, the adjutant handed over a note:

"This is the bank note from the American Freedom Federation; the money for the weapons and equipment purchased this time is all in there."

Fang Ming smiled and took the money. Although he didn't say anything, his smug expression was clearly mocking those haters in the stream room:

"Easy, easy."

"Then does my big brother have any other instructions?"

Zhang Zuolin's adjutant spoke up:

"There are."

"Actually, it's mainly to trouble you to make another trip."

"Because these pieces of equipment are still not enough to fully arm us. The Marshal said that after he finishes fighting that bastard Duan Qirui and returns, he'll let you take the full payment to..."

Fight a war?

God knows how long that will take.

Fang Ming then spoke up:

"That's a bit too long."

"How about this, you guys see what you're missing."

"I'll go this time."

"I'll buy it all in one go; by the time I get back, it should be about finished."

Zhang Zuolin's adjutant showed joy:

"That's great, Mr. Fang."

"You really have helped us a great deal!"

Fang Ming hurriedly raised his hand:

"Eh!"

"We're family, no need for such talk."

Zhang Zuolin's adjutant revealed a smile:

"That's true, that's true indeed!"

After Zhang Zuolin's adjutant left, Fang Ming smacked his lips and said to the haters in the stream room:

"Look at this attitude."

"This is the streamer's strength, can't help it~"

The smug look made many haters in the stream room grit their teeth.

They silently prayed in their hearts that Zhang Zuolin would be defeated so there would be no money to pay back.

However.

This wish was destined never to be realized.

Because the start time of 【Custom Mode】 can be chosen freely.

Fang Ming was in the "Republic of China" in 1920.

And in the 【Custom Mode】 plot chosen by the streamer for 1921, the 【Zhili-Anhui War】 had already ended, and Zhang Zuolin was one of the victors.

At this moment.

The time chosen was 1921 in streamer Tian Kai's stream room.

Ancient Road of Xiangxi.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dense gunfire echoed in the mountain forests of the Tea Horse Road. The road in the distance was in chaos; the escort soldiers under the warlord were panicked, some lying on the ground, others fleeing in all directions.

The leading officer cursed angrily and shot several deserters, commanding the other soldiers to counterattack.

Tian Kai lay behind a piece of cover, his gun firing continuously, while bullets whistled past his ears.

At this time.

The officer's voice sounded from below:

"First Platoon, flank from the left! Third Platoon, provide cover!"

Compared to the panicked warlord soldiers, Tian Kai's troops, although not considered regular and not wearing uniform clothing,

were actually suppressing the better-equipped warlord soldiers.

The fierce battle lasted for nearly an hour.

After the escort officer was killed, the soldiers under the warlord began to flee, and the carts of supplies left behind were being counted by the soldiers.

Large crates were moved down and placed on the ground.

Tian Kai casually opened a few large crates; inside were either silver dollars, opium, or gold and silver jewelry, which he showed to the Blue Star friends in the stream room:

"The situation in the 'Republic of China' right now is truly difficult."

"Warlord infighting, the people are living in misery."

"If such a small warlord can scrape together so many things, one can imagine what the situation in the 'Republic of China' is like now."

The previously sensational 【May Fourth Movement】 had not yet lost its popularity, and there was still talk about it in the player forums, but the time he started at was 1921.

The 【May Fourth Movement】 of 1919 was already a thing of two years ago.

And following the 【Zhili-Anhui War】 of 1920, warlords emerged everywhere like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, this one fighting that one, that one fighting this one.

Especially hearing that Feng Guozhang and Zhang Zuolin were going to fight, they had no time to manage those small warlords.

This made those small warlords even more frantic.

Let alone controlling a city or a province.

Even those controlling a few townships could call themselves warlords; one can imagine how rotten the current situation is.

If there were a real-time map now.

Tian Kai estimated that the entire "Republic of China" must have no fewer than a hundred warlords, and there was fighting everywhere.

After all, if controlling a few towns allows one to call oneself a warlord, then gathering a hundred warlords in such a large Republic of China is easy,

and it might even be an underestimate.

Tian Kai followed along to clean up the battlefield. Some new Blue Star friends in the stream room were puzzled looking at Tian Kai's equipment.

【Is the streamer this down-and-out?】

【What identity did you choose at the start to be this down-and-out, or are you just doing that poorly?】

【Streamer, why haven't you given up yet?】

【Hurry up and restart.】

Looking at the scrolling danmu, Tian Kai smiled mysteriously:

"Restart?"

"Restarting is impossible."

"Look at what this is."

As he spoke.

Tian Kai mysteriously displayed a gray plot card.

【Nanchang Uprising】

【The Nanchang Uprising, also known as the August 1st Uprising, fired the first shot of armed resistance against the reactionaries.】

【The uprising broke out in Nanchang and later moved to Guangdong. Although it suffered setbacks, it laid the foundation for the people's army. August 1st thus became the Army Day of the 【Republic】, marking the beginning of the Party's independent creation of a revolutionary army.】

The gray plot card clearly hadn't reached its activation time yet.

But on the 【Republic】 timeline, the 【Nanchang Uprising】 was in 1927, and the plot Tian Kai opened was in 1921. How did he get a plot card so early?

Just what kind of character did he come into contact with?

It wouldn't be one of the core ones, would it?

Thinking of this, the Blue Star netizens in the stream room exploded.

【Hiss—holy crap? That awesome?!】

【No way? How did you choose? You didn't become an original shareholder of the 【Republic】, did you?】

【Holy crap? You got this kind of plot card so early? The NPC you contacted must be very important!】

【Streamer, you must not die; you are one of the few players on the entire network close to the original shareholders!】

【That's right, that's right, be a bit more cautious with fighting and such! Staying alive is the way to go!】

【If we want to know any secrets of the 【Republic】 in the future, it all depends on how well you do! You must not die in your plot!】

Just as the Blue Star friends in the stream room said, according to the current situation, Tian Kai was the most likely to be close to the original shareholders. Other streamers, although they had all kinds of identities,

what did it matter if they had millions in assets if they couldn't find the right NPC?

Up to now, the entire network hadn't even seen a character familiar from the later 【Republic】 CGs, and they couldn't even find them by searching according to the character features in the CGs.

And the Blue Star players also summarized it according to the 【Republic】 timeline.

【May Fourth Movement】, 【First National Congress】, 【Nanchang Uprising】... 【Long March】, 【Four Crossings of the Chishui River】—these plots should be able to get close to the later 【Republic】 original shareholders.

It's just that there were too many people in the 【May Fourth Movement】, and there was no way to find them at all.

And for these later plot events, they didn't know where they happened, let alone how to get close to triggering the plot cards.

And now.

There was one that triggered the 【Nanchang Uprising】 plot card, and it was so many years early. How could the Blue Star netizens in the stream room not be excited?

The Blue Star netizens in the stream room urged Tian Kai to go see the plot character.

But Tian Kai was unhurried in cleaning up the battlefield and took the opportunity to change the stream room title. After all, having been at it for so many days, he could afford to be smug for a while.

The stream room's popularity also climbed rapidly because of the 【Nanchang Uprising】 title.

Until the popularity was about enough.

Tian Kai then went back with the soldiers who had finished cleaning the battlefield. Their station was a small county town. After sending the spoils back.

The mess hall's food was also ready, and a group of people were holding rice bowls, anxious to get food.

The soldiers laughed and lined up, the sound of coarse porcelain bowls clashing ringing out.

Tian Kai had just finished filling a bowl of mixed-grain rice and sat down when he heard someone shouting at the top of their lungs:

"Commander (Mobile Corps Commander of the First Route of the Xiangxi Aid-Hubei People's Army)!"

"You haven't finished telling the story from last time!"

"What happened after the uprising with two kitchen knives! Did you chop that big landlord who exploited the poor?"

Several people nearby followed up and asked:

"That's right!"

"The other side had dozens of guns."

"Commander, what were you thinking at the time! Tell us!"

The soldiers squatting at the foot of the wall eating suddenly perked up, seven or eight rice bowls were set down in unison, and they stared straight at the dignified man wearing a faded military uniform.

Tian Kai looked into the distance and whispered to the Blue Star friends in the stream room:

"Here it comes."

The dignified man in the faded military uniform was shoveling rice, and upon hearing this, he slapped his chopsticks onto the pickle dish and suddenly grinned:

"Alright, you haven't heard enough, have you?"

The surrounding soldiers shouted in unison:

"No!!!"

The dignified man in the faded military uniform put down the rice bowl he was holding in his hand:

"Fine, then I'll continue."

"What was I thinking at the time?"

"So what if they had dozens of guns?"

"When you see the poor being bullied, don't you stand up for them?!"

Speaking of this.

The dignified man in the faded military uniform slapped his thigh hard, his voice suddenly rising:

"Seeing the poor being bullied and acting like a coward is being an accomplice!"

"Those landlords and wealthy people, relying on the guns in their hands, bullying men and women, forcing people to their deaths—did they really think no one dared to touch them?"

"I led my men at the time, taking advantage of the darkness to sneak into the manor."

"Those lackeys were still playing cards and drinking; how could they have imagined anyone would dare to come?"

The surrounding soldiers listened with bated breath, unconsciously following the dignified man's narrative back to that night that made one's blood boil.

In Tian Kai's stream room.

The Blue Star netizens were also unconsciously drawn into it.

【Who is this commander? Too fierce!】

【Daring to take on a landlord's dozens of guns with two kitchen knives? This is a truly ruthless person!】

【So it goes to show, as long as you dare to think and dare to act, you can start a business with two kitchen knives.】

【Hiss—! What is this big shot's name?】

【I haven't seen him in the CG before; could he be a hidden big shot?!】

Tian Kai spoke up:

"I don't know if he's hidden or not; currently, I only know our commander's name is..."

On the other side.

Streamer Ding Ming, who also started in 1921.

Was currently on South Lake in Jiaxing, boating on the lake.

Ding Ming held several newspapers in his hand, all about the latest situation in the "Republic of China":

"Feng Guozhang and Zhang Zuolin are about to fight."

"Zhang Xueliang came to power in 1928, which means Zhang Zuolin died in 1928."

"Are there any brothers who started in 1928? Check how Zhang Zuolin died?"

"I... what's the situation?"

"Why did so many people leave?!"

Ding Ming had just said two sentences when he discovered something was wrong; the number of people in the stream room had plummeted by two-thirds, leaving only two thousand people.

Although he wasn't a big streamer, this drop was too fast?!

The danmu in the stream room gave the answer:

【Someone triggered the 【Nanchang Uprising】 plot card; there's no helping that.】

【Indeed, it belongs to the major events of the 【Republic】, and not just the ordinary kind.】

【Streamer, just rest assured and share gossip, go boating.】

Looking at the words in the danmu, Ding Ming was also tongue-tied.

Good heavens?

Luck is so good, actually triggering this level of plot card.

Why can't I run into it.

Clatter—Ding Ming shook his head and turned a page of the newspaper:

"Let me see, Mr. Chen Duxiu of Peking University has published a new..."

In the distance.

An ancient wooden boat slowly glided across the water. A woman sat at the bow in a plain qipao, holding an oil-paper umbrella. The umbrella was tilted slightly, covering half her face.

Only a pair of eyes as calm as water were revealed, looking at Ding Ming's boat and instructing the boatman to change direction.

From inside the cabin, it could be vaguely heard:

"Comrades, we have now reached the most important moment, discussing the final item on the agenda..."

"According to democratic principles, we will elect to produce..."