Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

[Sir, what method are you talking about?]

[Bermaine seemed very interested in the method you mentioned, so he ordered the soldiers to put away their guns.]

[You also told him without any further ado that the royal family would open all coastal ports for trade, on the condition that they immediately withdraw their troops.]

Oh, sir, are you a spy sent by the Chinese government?

Prime Minister Ba Maizun demanded not only the opening of trade ports, but also compensation for military and commercial expenses, as well as the cession of land to us.

[You understood what Bermall meant, smiled, and analyzed the current situation with him. The British army had come from afar, not to mention the long supply lines, the soldiers were also suffering from acclimatization issues and were prone to contracting the plague. Based on these two points alone, you questioned Bermall whether there was still a need to fight.]

[Bermaine was stunned, because you are right, the biggest fear during naval operations is the spread of plague.]

[Seeing that Bo Mai was somewhat hesitant, immediately press on while the iron is hot and continue your analysis, telling them that the ultimate purpose of their military campaign was trade; if war broke out, the merchants would have all fled long ago, and who would still want to trade?]

Upon hearing this, Palmes shook his head and insisted on sending troops to occupy Dinghai City. He told you that Prime Minister Palmes' intention was to first give the Celestial Empire a beating before offering any explanation.

Then, to maintain secrecy, he issued orders to the soldiers on the ship, and you died at the hands of a gun once again.

You are dead.

[This simulation has ended. Please choose one of the following three rewards.]

[Late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm]

[Increased spiritual awareness by 135 points]

[Family seasoning bottle set]

Jiang Yueming looked at the three rewards on the panel, his face darkening.

His previous idea of ​​resolving the issue through negotiation seems to have encountered significant obstacles, as the British military's attitude remains very firm.

It seems they aren't fools. The competition between the two countries is based on their military strength. In other words, they can only gain more benefits at the negotiating table after they have inflicted a heavy blow on China.

If they hastily agreed to Jiang Yueming's conditions, they would not have maximized their benefits.

Moreover, they were already at a disadvantage in trade. Even if the Celestial Empire opened all the coastal ports for trade, this expedition would be in vain if the fundamental problem was not solved.

Furthermore, who knows if the Celestial Empire will implement a strong and strict smoking ban in all coastal trading ports, just as it did in Chuting?

After all, Lin Zexu's destruction of opium at Humen had already greatly displeased the British merchants in China. If Bermay did not carefully consider the conditions proposed by Jiang Yueming,

How will he explain this to Prime Minister Palmerston when he gets back?

"Never mind, I'll collect the reward first and then think about it."

Jiang Yueming gathered his thoughts and looked again at the three rewards on the panel.

Without even thinking, he immediately chose the third option: a set of family seasoning bottles!

With this, Ye Mo can adjust the flavors when cooking for him next time, otherwise her cooking skills are really embarrassing...

call out!

Just as Jiang Yueming's thought crossed his mind, a white light shot out and landed at his feet, the soft light slowly fading away.

Four palm-sized transparent glass bottles appeared before my eyes. The contents of the bottles were different colors, some containing liquids and others containing solids.

There are three bottles containing liquids: the yellow one is cooking oil, the light black one is soy sauce, and the slightly white one is concentrated vinegar.

The remaining solid white particles are naturally table salt, but the purity of this bottle of table salt is much better than what Ye Mo extracted by hand from the salt ore before.

After all, the purification process of modern industry is definitely higher than that of primitive purification.

Jiang Yueming casually put away the four bottles of seasonings, leaned against a pillar, looked up at the crescent moon, and sighed softly, "The night is long and endless, but I have something to think about."

Indeed, in a quiet environment, people are more focused and their thoughts process more quickly.

"I couldn't convince them even when I pretended to be God before. It turns out that to explain a problem, you have to find the root cause."

The reason why their British warships invaded the Celestial Empire was not only to dump opium, but also to expand and consolidate the interests of British merchants in the Celestial Empire.

They wanted the Celestial Empire to cede islands, clearly because they wanted a piece of land to serve as a base and supply depot for British expeditionary forces.

In this way, if the Celestial Empire were to launch another large-scale anti-smoking campaign similar to that of Lin Zexu, they could directly send troops north to threaten Yanjing (Beijing).

Therefore, reparations and territorial concessions are their bottom line.

But what did Jiang Yueming have to offer these two things to the British? Whether as a citizen of the Celestial Empire or as a soldier, these two things were a matter of national honor.

He absolutely could not give up, but if he did not make a decision, the garrison of Dinghai City would die in vain on the battlefield, because with their fighting strength they were absolutely no match for the British army.

unless…

boom!

Just as Jiang Yueming was about to come up with a solution, a muffled rumble of thunder suddenly echoed in the silent night sky, followed by a torrential downpour that cascaded down like a waterfall from the heavens.

"It's raining," Jiang Yueming murmured, taking a step back and brushing the raindrops off her sleeves.

This was the first rain he had ever experienced since arriving in this world. Thinking about it, he realized he was all alone here and felt quite unfamiliar with the place.

He was already used to living alone.

However, in the past few months, some things and some people have made him feel warm and grateful.

That same night, he fell asleep in the Jiangzu Square. As the night deepened and the dew grew heavy, a young girl quietly brought him warmth, dispelling the chill.

Although the night was cold, my heart was incredibly warm.

And now, Ye Mo is willing to leave the peaceful inn to go with him to the Holy Dragon Empire, or even to the battlefield where swords clash.

These are feelings he can never forget, and at least now he doesn't feel as lonely as he did in the illusion.

Ultimately, even if one is reborn, one should abandon the past. Some beautiful yet broken, illusory yet real memories should remain forever in the previous life.

It really shouldn't have been allowed to influence his emotions, which led to his unusual distance and silence towards Ye Mo.

"Sigh, what's the use of thinking about these things?" Jiang Yueming said with a bitter smile, a hint of sorrow flashing across her brow.

Since Ye Mo wants to distance herself, then let her distance herself.

After all, what Huang Yuyuan said earlier, though harsh, was not wrong.

He couldn't give Ye Mo anything, so keeping her away from him was a good thing.

After all, not everyone can bear the bitterness of life, and Jiang Yueming knows this all too well, especially from his time begging on the streets of the capital, which left an indelible mark on him.

"System, activate mode..."

Boom!

boom!

Before the sound had even faded, a muffled, deafening roar echoed through the dark, rainy night sky, and a bolt of lightning suddenly struck Jiang Yueming directly on the roof above his head.

Several pieces of charred wood chips and debris scattered before his eyes, and the sudden raging wind and rain outside instantly lashed at Jiang Yueming, drenching him like a volley of arrows.

Jiang Yueming wiped the cold rainwater off her face and gave a speechless twitch at the corner of her mouth.