Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

"System, start simulation."

Jiang Yueming turned around and retreated to the wooden door, where she sat down to dry herself off.

He already had a solution in mind for the negotiations; now all that remained was to test the waters in a simulation.

[10 simulation points consumed, 882 simulation points remaining]

[Simulated scenario locked: USS Willis (Donghai) warship]

[Simulation in progress...]

You landed on the Willisley. Having learned from your previous experience, you landed on your feet again, but instead of calling out to Bermall, you waited for him to invite you inside.

Soon you were taken into the cabin by the British troops. You saw Böhm, but only smiled and did not speak first. Then Böhm and Mr. Guo exchanged a glance.

Mr. Guo then asked you with a smile about your background, but you shook your head and did not answer him. Instead, you pointed to Bo Mai.

You mean that, apart from Bomei, no one else here is qualified to speak to you, and Bomei seems to understand what you mean.

But he could tell you didn't have blue eyes, so he figured you were probably from nearby China, which is why he asked Mr. Guo to be the translator.

【Sir, I understand English. Let's communicate directly, so don't let anyone else translate.】

[Bermaine understood your English and was shocked. He immediately asked about your identity and whether you were mixed race because he thought your English accent was very authentic.]

You smile and tell him that you are a plenipotentiary representative sent by the Celestial Empire to negotiate with him.

Jiang Yueming looked at the text description on the panel, a smile curving his lips, and said, "The simulated me is still just as clever."

The term "plenipotentiary representative" makes it easier for Bo Mai to understand Jiang Yueming's identity in the simulation, letting Bo Mai know that he is the one who can directly make decisions.

After all, Bo Mai and his group also had plenipotentiary representatives within their own ranks. If they were to directly say that he was an envoy of the Celestial Empire or an imperial envoy, Bo Mai might not fully understand the meaning of that position.

Upon hearing the term "plenipotentiary representative," Bermai immediately perked up, dismissed his soldiers, and began preparing a banquet to entertain you.

At the dinner table, Bernard asked you your name, and you told him. Then he asked you what the Celestial Empire was negotiating this time.

With a slight smile, you tell Bo Mai that you can give him whatever he wants, but the Celestial Empire needs a year to prepare.

[Bermai paused for a moment, then whispered a few words to Mr. Guo beside him. After a long while, Bermai did not agree to your conditions.]

"Heh, Mr. Guo, you really are a dog blocking the way."

Jiang Yueming realized that his goal in the simulation had been thwarted by Mr. Guo once again, and he gritted his teeth and said.

It was obvious from the fact that Nabermay was stunned that his mindset had wavered, and he would definitely agree to withdraw his troops if offered a higher price.

As for whether this promise will come true a year from now, that depends on the relative strengths of both parties at that time.

Stabilizing the British is the top priority; otherwise, if they launch a full-scale attack, the Holy Dragon Empire will find it difficult to withstand the pressure.

The best course of action right now is to delay the inevitable.

Seeing that Bermay disagreed, you started chatting with him about his family background, such as his father being a naval captain and his marriage to a widow named Harriet…

Inside the cabin, you calmly and casually recounted Bermay's family affairs. At first, Bermay looked suspicious, but the more you talked, the more cold sweat poured down his back, soaking his naval officer's uniform.

[Bermaine loudly questioned you about how you knew so much about him, and he almost jumped up in the cabin.]

Seeing the significant change in Bo Mai's mood, you knew things were about to succeed, so you told him there was an old Chinese saying: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle."

So when you questioned Mr. Guo about whether the battle should continue, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a long time because some of the private matters you mentioned were things he didn't even know.

To break down their last psychological defenses, you even introduced them to the current number and equipment of the British troops. This immediately startled Bermay, who wiped the sweat from his brow, and Mr. Guo's blue eyes widened in shock.

[Because you are also a soldier, you know the importance of information such as the enemy's numbers and equipment, so revealing these things is a devastating blow to them.]

They quickly agreed to your request to temporarily refrain from attacking Dinghai City. They didn't immediately withdraw their troops because they were waiting for orders from the British plenipotentiary, George Elliot.

[Simulation Ended]

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

[Late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm]

[Increased spiritual awareness by 140 points]

One grey mink coat

"Hehe, this system is quite user-friendly, it knows that the host just got caught in the rain," Jiang Yueming said with a slight smile as his gaze fell on the third reward on the panel.

The night was already chilly, and with the heavy rain, the ground temperature was almost at zero degrees Celsius.

Moreover, the weather just now turned against him, knocking down the eaves of the house where he was sheltering from the rain, leaving him drenched in a downpour, which was like adding insult to injury!

Now that he has a mink coat to keep him warm, the chill of tonight probably won't bother him.

"System, select reward three!" Jiang Yueming's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, eager to get the mink coat.

call out!

A gray mink coat appeared out of thin air and landed in Jiang Yueming's hands. The fluffy fur instantly melted into warmth upon touching his palm, and the warmth gradually spread from his palm to his whole body, as if the rain that had just soaked him had evaporated in an instant.

"Excellent, excellent feel. The night rain and slight chill are just right."

……

Pingjing City.

Tian Gambling House.

In a high-rise private room, the faint aroma of tea wafted through the air. Several glass lamps cast a soft glow, and the night breeze from outside the window rustled and swayed the lamp flames.

Under the flashing lights, a handsome man was making tea, his long, slender fingers were well-proportioned, and his movements were extremely skilled.

Warm the cup, add tea leaves, rinse the tea, brew, pour out the tea, divide the tea, and enjoy.

The seven steps and the entire process were performed with great fluency and skill. Soon, the aroma of tea filled the room, a delicate and elegant fragrance.

Song Jiu sat in the sandalwood chair as usual, taking a sip of warm tea before slowly saying, "Come out. How's the thing I asked you to do going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crack appeared in the void inside the room, and a man dressed in a tightly bound black robe and wearing a demon mask walked out of the crack.

"Your subordinate, Li Jianyuan, greets Your Excellency."

Song Jiu looked at Li Jianyuan, who was kneeling in greeting, and made no attempt to help him up. He put down his celadon teacup and said, "Li Jianyuan, what happened to the matter I asked you to handle?"

Upon hearing this, Li Jianyuan took out a yellowed letter from his pocket, presented it with both hands, raised it above his head, and respectfully replied, "Reporting to Your Excellency, the details of all the sects and forces in the Holy Dragon Empire that you asked me to investigate are all here."

"Furthermore, you instructed me to lure Luo Shen to the Heavenly Slaughter Platform midway through the journey, and I have already accomplished that."

Song Jiu stood up and took the yellowed letter in front of him. His eyes seemed to darken slightly, and a playful smile curved his lips.

"Alright, go down and get ready. I'll treat you to a good show."

"A grand spectacle of triumphant return"