mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1097 Women and children are allowed on board, but the rich are given priority

Many people believe that the Titanic sank immediately after it hit the iceberg.

In fact, this process lasted a long time.

When the incident first happened, many people believed that the ship would not sink.

Even though everyone in the restaurant heard what Zhao Chuanxin said, there were still many people who didn't take it seriously after the ship shook violently.

But old Morgan didn't have any hope at all.

Zhao Chuanxin sold insurance, boarded the ship, and waited on time. This series of events speaks volumes.

But he was curious: "Zhao, how did you know?"

Zhao Chuanxin distributed armbands to those present.

This is an armband made of luminous mineral. After absorbing sunlight during the day, it can shine all night, although it is not very bright.

This was purchased specifically from the Codex of the Old Gods.

While putting the armband on old Morgan, Zhao Chuanxin said, "In a warm winter, the iceberg will drift further south. This is the first reason. The Titanic was too concerned about its reputation as the world's largest luxury ship and was eager to go to sea without making any preparations. This is the second reason. The lookout didn't even have a telescope and had to rely on his naked eyes to observe. This is the third reason. Based on the Titanic's speed of 22 knots, it will hit the iceberg almost tonight. This is the fourth reason."

People who don't understand much about these things find them magical.

The Titanic had an accident, and Zhao Chuanxin could not lie about the cause of the accident.

Because it will be exposed soon.

If it really was a collision with an iceberg, then Zhao Chuanxin really had foresight.

But old Morgan obviously didn't believe it.

But Alfred Vanderbilt believed it.

He put on his armband, frowned and asked, "Mr. Zhao, why didn't you inform the captain in advance? This way the ship could avoid hitting the iceberg."

"Did White Star Line pay me a penny? Why should I tell him?"

"Ah this..."

When the others heard this, their expressions changed.

"Mr. Zhao, there are more than 2,000 people on this ship. Aren't you being too selfish?"

When Zhao Chuanxin saw everyone wearing their armbands, he said coldly, "This is called respecting the fate of others. Let those who deserve to die die."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and said, "Follow me closely."

Some people couldn't help but ask: "Where are we going now?"

Zhao Chuanxin led the way: "You guys have been wasting ten minutes. Now it is estimated that 4000 tons of water have entered the bow. Fortunately, there is a waterproof board to block it, so we can still hold on for a while."

Everyone is doubtful.

Because the hull shook a little, there was only a slight friction sound and the roar of the chimney exhaust.

Out of the restaurant, onto the deck.

Many people woke up from their deep sleep and came to the deck to check the situation.

At this time, the temperature dropped to below zero, the sky over the North Atlantic was starry, and the sea was still calm.

In the darkness of night, the iceberg that Zhao Chuanxin mentioned could not be seen at all.

But the boat had stopped.

Someone said to Zhao Chuanxin: "This is not an iceberg at all. The Titanic will definitely not sink!"

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Then you can stay."

"I..." The man began to hesitate.

He also has a child with him.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored him and led his men to hurriedly climb the stairs to the lifeboat deck on the top floor.

A crew member ran around and told the passengers: "Please don't panic. The captain has ordered the ship to stop and summoned engineers to inspect the hull. Everyone return to your cabin..."

Now, everyone was even more shocked and confused.

"Mr. Zhao, this is no joke."

"Yes, if you insist on taking us off the ship in a lifeboat just because we bought insurance, that would be totally wrong."

"The vast ocean, especially at night, is no joke."

"There is no iceberg..."

Zhao Chuanxin listened impatiently: "If anyone doesn't want to follow, give me the insurance policy and armband, and shut up now."

It is 23:53 now.

There were actually people who angrily handed things to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took it and left without even looking at it.

But it was 23:57.

These people began to regret.

Because more than 7000 tons of seawater had poured into the bow, the water flooded the front peak cabin of the bow.

Seawater overflowed from the top of the flooded watertight compartment exit, poured into the third-class cabin, and then covered the upper H deck.

It is easy to imagine how disturbing the scene was of the third-class passengers on the bottom floor screaming and running away.

Even more disturbing was the fact that the bow of the ship began to visibly and slowly sink.

"I changed my mind. I want to follow them."

"Ah? Who are you going with?"

"Tell Zhao Chuanxin, I bought Thomas Insurance, he will save us..."

"Everyone together……"

When Zhao Chuanxin went to the top lifeboat deck, a crew member reported to Captain Edward Smith in the control room: "The water has flooded the bow cabin, cargo holds 1, 2, 3 and boiler room 6."

The captain hurried to find the designer Thomas Andrews and asked him to assess the damage to the ship.

Thomas Andrews, the builder of the Titanic, had a buzzing head.

He was the designer of the Titanic and knew very well that the limit of flooding in the cabin was four cabins, which meant that the limit had now been exceeded.

The sinking of the Titanic was a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the words he had used to scold Thomas W. Lawson, the head of Thomas Insurance and Zhao Chuanxin's subordinate.

He said with a mocking look on his face at the time: "This ship will never sink."

Slap on the face.

After some calculations, Thomas Andrew told Edward Smith: "The ship is doomed."

Old Edward Smith's face turned pale: "Send a distress signal immediately and prepare to release the lifeboat."

When the crew arrived at the top lifeboat deck, they saw Zhao Chuanxin studying how to release the lifeboat.

He jumped in and studied the curved toothed davit of the lifeboat, and found that it needed to be manually cranked down, requiring at least 8-10 people to complete the task.

Someone asked the crew: "What's going on? Is the problem serious?"

The crew told them: "We hit an iceberg. Designer Thomas Andrew said the Titanic is doomed. The captain asked us to prepare to release the lifeboat."

Old Morgan thought to himself that it was indeed so.

He wasn't particularly panicked.

The fact that Zhao Chuanxin had foresight and dared to appear on the boat was enough to show that he was confident of victory and could save himself.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, he jumped down seven or eight meters, and then jumped back.

This is simply beyond human comprehension.

Although the crew was horrified, they still stepped forward courageously: "Sir, you can't just release the lifeboat..."

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him and said, "Get out of the way."

The crew member was knocked to the ground, covering his face for three seconds, then stood up and ran to the operation room.

There are three types of lifeboats: foldable lifeboats, foldable cork and canvas lifeboats, and simple wooden lifeboats.

There are 14 ships of the first type, 4 ships of the second type, and ships of the third type.

There are few people here at Zhao Chuanxin's place, only about thirty people.

The folding lifeboat can carry 65 people, the folding cork and canvas lifeboat can carry 47 people, and the simple wooden lifeboat can carry 40 people.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it and prepared to call someone to help him release the simple wooden lifeboat.

There is no need to take advantage of too many people.

At this time, a group of people rushed onto the lifeboat deck, making a lot of noise as if they were going to a fair.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted, "Get out of here!"

No one listened to him.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled coldly, took out the Ares M1907 and started firing.

Chug tug tug…

The people who came up fell down in rows, and the flames were particularly bright in the night.

Everyone was frightened.

Especially Alfred Vanderbilt.

I Zhuo...the rumors are true. Zhao Chuanxin is indeed bloodthirsty. He kills without any nonsense.

But someone cried out, "Why are you killing people so recklessly?"

"Fuck it! If you keep nagging me, I'll kill you too."

Zhao Chuanxin asked people to get on board first.

Six people, including Alfred Vanderbilt and old Morgan, were called to stay and help shake the crane.

Old Morgan looked at Zhao Chuanxin and said speechlessly: "Why do you want me to stay? How will I get on the ship later?"

Zhao Chuanxin is putting on soft golden armor.

He cursed: "What are you afraid of when I'm here? What are you afraid of?"

Old Morgan fell silent.

At such an old age, he still has to do physical work.

Zhao Chuanxin wears various armors, has auxiliary limbs, and has various strength bonuses. It is no exaggeration to say that he can defeat five people at the same time.

As the lifeboat was being released, Joseph Ismay and his men rushed to the top deck with guns.

He was shocked to see the passenger lying in a pool of blood.

After coming up, they found a group of people secretly releasing the lifeboat, and immediately asked people to raise their guns: "Put it down quickly, or we will shoot!"

Old Morgan and the others were so startled that they almost let go of their hands.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

If I were shot at this moment, it would be a real injustice.

Zhao Chuanxin used his vocal organs to transmit his voice: "I am Zhao Chuanxin. If you dare to shoot, I swear, I will hammer you into a pile of meat paste!"

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin shook out ten Black Widow puppets and put them on standby.

Joseph Ismay had heard of Zhao Chuanxin.

But how to say it?

You said it was Zhao Chuanxin, so is it Zhao Chuanxin?
He stepped forward, pistol raised: "I say, lower the lifeboat!"

bang bang bang...

The Black Widow puppet launched an attack directly.

Several crew members were shot in the forehead and died. Joseph Ismay was shot in the knee and wrist. His revolver fell to the ground and he half-knelt on the ground wailing.

Zhao Chuanxin and others continued to release the lifeboat.

When the lifeboat fell into the sea, Zhao Chuanxin let go, turned around, walked to Joseph Ismay who was kneeling on the ground, and took out a hammer: "Damn it!"

With one hammer, his shoulder blade was smashed.

"Ow..."

One hammer after another was swung down.

Joseph Ismay uttered an inhuman scream.

The five people who stayed behind were terrified.

Zhao Chuanxin pinned Joseph Ismay to the ground and hammered him until both of his hands were stuck to the deck.

Zhao Chuanxin always keeps his word!
The crew members who came up from behind and the Titanic designer Thomas Andrews came to the top and saw Zhao Chuanxin hammering Joseph Ismay.

His mouth was open and his hands and feet were shaking.

No one dared to step forward.

Zhao Chuanxin's final blow pierced Joseph Ismay's brain.

He rubbed the hammer, turned around, grabbed old Morgan's body and jumped off the boat.

Alfred Vanderbilt exclaimed and hurried forward to see.

But he found that the two of them were like fallen leaves, and landed safely on the lifeboat below.

Zhao Chuanxin told everyone on the boat: "Wait a moment, there are four more people."

He leaped six meters, grabbed the hull and jumped again, and after five consecutive jumps, he reached the top deck.

The people below craned their necks in astonishment, and the people above were also stunned.

Is this still a human being?
"Alfred, it's your turn."

Having said that, she jumped down holding him in her arms.

The third person was a writer named Archibald Gracie IV.

Zhao Chuanxin took all five people on board and told Old Morgan: "Paddle west, I will meet you later."

Old Morgan said nervously: "Zhao, you must come, you must come back..." "Don't nag me."

Old Morgan: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and returned to the boat.

What is he doing back?
It's noisy.

There are a lot of furniture on the boat, carpets, tables, chairs, benches, pianos, etc., all of which are good things.

Take it if it comes.

At 4:15 in the morning on April 20th.

The sea water has flooded the crew room and the ship has sunk 6 meters.

Edward Smith and Thomas Andrew persuade passengers to board the lifeboats.

Second and third class passengers wanted to board the ship.

Edward Smith, who had vowed to treat first-, second- and third-class passengers equally, now led his men to stop them and said, "Sorry, first-class passengers will board first."

"Why?"

"Just because they have money?"

Edward Smith ignored these voices with a straight face and said, "Women and children go aboard first."

That's how a good reputation is passed down.

After all, those who boarded the ship first were rich and powerful. The captain let the women and children among them board first, and it was they who spread the good name.

The folding lifeboat can carry 65 people, but when there were only a dozen people on board, Edward Smith ordered the crew to lower the lifeboat.

In fact, this lifeboat can easily accommodate seventy people.

Amid the noise, the waterproof panels between the boiler rooms were deformed due to high temperature, the water pressure caused the panels to collapse, and the bottom of the watertight compartment was filled with water.

This led to a destructive chain reaction.

In less than ten minutes, the lower half of the Titanic's bow promenade deck was submerged in water.

This threw lifeboat operations into chaos.

People started earning money to get on board.

What is Zhao Chuanxin doing?
He shouted, "Come on, help me roll up the carpet. If anyone helps me, I will save him."

At this point, they had reached a dead end. Some heard what was going on and went to help, some were at a loss, and some sneered and continued to rush to the lifeboat deck.

Among the people who helped Zhao Chuanxin roll up the carpet, there were eight Chinese.

They were extremely nimble and deft, and were obviously good at their jobs.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and the carpet was taken away.

He said, "Wait for me here, don't be impatient."

After saying that, he disappeared on the spot.

The eight Chinese looked at each other in bewilderment: "Did we encounter a god?"

After a while, Zhao Chuanxin appeared again.

He violently kicked open the cabin door and took away everything that was valuable, including the piano, wardrobe, wine, etc.

Goods were piled up like mountains around the White House Tavern in Quetshalan.

On the lifeboat deck, Molly Brown was helping to board the women and children.

The boy who was scolded by her in the restaurant before was a little scared when he saw her.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you get on board?"

Only then did the boy dare to get on board.

At one o'clock in the morning, lifeboat No. 1 began to board people.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin was in front and eight Chinese were behind, squeezing towards the lifeboat deck.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Follow closely!"

The eight people followed closely.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his arms and attacked left and right, pushing the crowd to the ground.

Some people cursed and some wanted to use violence.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand.

Gaba.

Break the man's wrist.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin kicked him away and he fell into the sea.

There was a little girl, who was obviously not from a wealthy family. She was separated from her mother and was crying loudly. She was frightened by being pushed around by the adults.

Zhao Chuanxin picked her up, carried her on his shoulders, and rushed forward in one breath.

He handed the little girl to Jasmine Brown and said, "I have nine people here, and there are only twelve people on this boat. Let them all go up and put them down."

Jasmine Brown has no problem with that.

But Captain Edward Smith said: "No, we need to let the first-class passengers board first..."

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him in the face: "Fuck you, get out of here."

Edward Smith was knocked back three meters and fell to the ground.

There was an uproar all around.

Zhao Chuanxin asked eight Chinese people to bring the little girl on board.

Then they were allowed to lower the lifeboat.

However, one of the Chinese suddenly told Zhao Chuanxin something: "My benefactor, the captain ordered the third-class cabin door to be locked, and they let the rich people get on board first."

Zhao Chuanxin pulled Edward Smith up from the ground and asked, "Did you order the third-class cabin to be locked?"

Edward Smith stiffened his neck. "So what? Obviously, some people's lives are precious, and some are cheap. I don't plan to board the ship and leave my seat for others. I'm destined to die anyway, so what can you do to me?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and grinned, "Not so good. I just want everyone to hear what you said, so that no one will make you famous. Listen carefully, he said that the lower-class passengers deserve to die, and the rich ones can live. Remember what the captain said, and make sure to spread it."

Edward Smith's expression changed: "..."

Because the Chinese spoke Chinese, the people present could not understand.

But everyone could hear clearly the conversation between Zhao Chuanxin and Edward Smith in English.

Edward Smith was old and wanted to die like a hero.

In this case, I am afraid...

Jasmine Brown asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Sir, who are you?"

"Zhao Chuanxin."

The crowd was in an uproar again.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped down, climbed up the side of the ship to the third-class cabin, and broke the door lock to open it.

He told the passengers inside: "Captain Edward Smith has ordered the cabin doors to be locked and the wealthy to board first. It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

What’s interesting is that the first-class band, led by band conductor Wallace Hartley, continued to play music to calm the dying people who could not get on board, even when the ship was about to sink and there were fewer and fewer lifeboats.

Zhao Chuanxin saw some people scrambling for the seat, while others gave up their seats to others.

He has almost moved.

He thought about cutting up the hull and taking away as much steel as possible.

But it's not time yet.

He came up to the band and grabbed a violin.

Open "Beethoven Virus".

The atmosphere suddenly changed from tragic to cheerful.

For a time it drowned out other sounds.

The band members were forced to stop and look at him.

Lao Zhao’s eldest disciple is a genius, but Lao Zhao is actually not bad either.

He divided learning into two types: natural learning and structured learning.

Structural learning is like reading, laying the foundation step by step.

Natural learning is a hands-on learning method that does not emphasize laying a solid foundation. He hummed the tune and Li Shutong wrote the score. Li Shutong practiced it first and then taught Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin usually learns one piece of music at a time, without learning the score at all, and just memorizes the techniques by force.

So he couldn't compose anything, he could only practice existing songs, and could only play one or two that he had learned.

But when he became proficient, he played better than Li Shutong.

This is the awesomeness of “getting started”.

It is also a benefit brought by Lao Zhao's strong control over his own body.

When the violin music started, the whole audience was stunned.

Suddenly, they had a feeling that they didn't want to get on the boat, they wanted to jump directly into the cold sea.

Two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The last lifeboat was launched.

The hatch cover of boiler room No. 4 had been closed for more than an hour, and several workers inside had been working hard to drain the water.

They didn't know yet that the hatch had been pressed tightly by the water pressure and could not be opened at all.

All their escape routes were blocked.

Xingyue said to Zhao Chuanxin: "The people in boiler room No. 4 are in a bad situation. The water pressure is about to burst the waterproofing of their boiler room."

Zhao Chuanxin dropped his violin and appeared frequently.

He dived into the water, and with the help of Xingyue, he swam quickly to the bottom of boiler room No. 4. Zhao Chuanxin activated the light blade to cut the leaking part at the bottom, and the workers inside found in despair that there was more water.

The hole grew bigger and bigger and was soon filled up.

They splashed in the water.

Because it is filled with water, the baffle will not be burst by water pressure.

Zhao Chuanxin threw out a rope and tied them together underwater and dragged them out.

One of them fell behind due to lack of breath, and the remaining people were dragged up by Zhao Chuanxin.

Several people gasped heavily.

Zhao Chuanxin said to the workers who were still frightened: "Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck."

Zhao Chuanxin opened the anti-force rune channel, and the stars and the moon carried him slowly upwards, evaporating the water vapor.

He returned to the deck and moved among the crowd.

People were looking at him. Suddenly, a woman knelt down in front of Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Please, Mr. Zhao, save my child..."

At this time, everyone who was still alive on the ship knew that this person was Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and took the little girl next to the woman over.

There were also children who were unable to get on the lifeboat. They were all children from poor families.

When the others saw this, they also knelt down to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin walked forward and let the little girl hold the hand of a little boy.

A little boy holds another little girl's hand...

In this way, by the end, Zhao Chuanxin was leading a group of children, probably more than twenty in number.

Captain Edward Smith moved his lips but ultimately said nothing.

These are all children he deliberately abandoned.

Thomas Andrews looked guilty. Feeling the ship sinking faster and faster, he smiled bitterly and said, "If possible, please ask Zhao Chuanxin to save these children."

Zhao Chuanxin actually took out a deflated leather object, took out a fan made by a brushless motor and a battery to inflate the leather.

When it is fully inflated, the appearance of the kayak appears.

The crowd was in commotion.

A few men, driven by the desire to survive, suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

Zhao Chuanxin took a step forward and punched, breaking one man's larynx with one punch.

He turned around and punched, hitting the other man on the temple.

A man was hit by an ear hook and an elbow, and flew backwards.

The remaining two people were held down by several crew members and passengers.

"Let me go, let me go..."

"You son of a bitch, this is the only boat you have left, so just let these kids go first."

At this time, even the boat bridge was almost submerged. Zhao Chuanxin asked the children to get on the kayaks and slid into the sea with a gentle push.

Each of them was given an oar: "Come on, boys, shout the slogan and move in unison. You have to rely on yourself to survive."

The children sat on both sides of the kayak, their faces filled with helplessness and longing for their families. They paddled in a panic, crying as they did so.

Thomas Andrews smiled desperately, went to the first-class smoking room to smoke, and waited for death to come.

Captain Edward Smith told his crew: "You are on your own now."

Zhao Chuanxin originally wanted to cut the hull, but the ship was still powered on. Some people were electrocuted on the spot, some were crushed to death by the broken chimney, and some fell into the sea and thrashed...

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it and decided to give up even though it was a little dangerous for him.

(End of this chapter)