To be honest.
After confirming that the worldline indeed changed twice, Xu Yun’s mind couldn’t settle for a long ti.
After all, from both technological and cultural perspectives, this represents a huge variable.
Especially at this particular point in ti.
This is 1850...
Everyone who went to primary school knows.
1840.
The British Governnt used Lin Zexu’s destruction of opium in Hun as a pretext to start the historically renowned Opium War.
The Opium War ended with Huaxia’s defeat, compensation, and ceding territory. The first unequal treaty compromising national sovereignty in local history, the "White Treaty," was signed between China and the United Kingdom.
The holand began ceding territory and paying indemnities to foreign countries, arranging customs duties.
Huaxia officially started to beco a semi-colonial, semi-feudal society.
Therefore in history.
is also considered the beginning of modern history.
Now having traveled to 1850, and suddenly learning that the tiline has drastically changed.
Even though Xu Yun has no affection at all for that decaying empire in the East, nor any intention of trying to help it continue.
But as a Huaxia person, to say he has no concern for the situation at ho would absolutely be a lie.
Thinking of this.
Xu Yun couldn’t help but look at Will, pondering slightly, and asked:
"Will, I heard that so years ago the United Kingdom had a war with the East, do you know much about this?"
Hearing this, Will paused his actions, thought for a mont, and replied:
"A war with the East? Are you talking about Brahma?"
"That place was conquered by the United Kingdom a long ti ago, it must have been two or three hundred years, I haven’t heard of any war news..."
Xu Yun shook his head, re-explaining:
"Not Brahma, I an the East with the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow sect, the nation nad Huaxia."
"Then I wouldn’t know."
Will shrugged neatly, gesturing toward the surrounding mountains and forests with his chin, and said:
"Although Scotland and England are said to be one, this area is vast, unlike the south, and the exchange of information is very isolated."
"If you were asking about other matters, that would be different, but when it cos to wars with the East..."
"Sorry, I really don’t know much about it."
Xu Yun slowly nodded.
This response, though sowhat disappointing, was not entirely unexpected.
After all, ultimately, Will is just a rural lad from the Scottish countryside.
Expecting to understand the current world landscape through him would indeed be a bit demanding.
So this matter might as well be inquired about when we reach London; after all, there is plenty of ti, and such news will eventually be gathered.
Half an hour later.
After Thomson finished washing the cookware, he returned to the scene, and Xu Yun along with the other had nearly finished preparing the tent.
During winter in the United Kingdom, it gets dark quickly; by four or five o’clock the Sun sets, and by six it is completely dark.
Since there are no entertainnt facilities in the forest, the three of them entered the carriage and tent in turns as previously arranged.
Entering the carriage, Xu Yun crouched to avoid nurous packages and ca to the seats reserved for passengers.
These seats are usually at the back of the carriage, and Xu Yun planned to sit here tonight and sleep leaning against the carriage wall.
Although this way of sleeping makes it difficult to ensure high-quality sleep, it is still acceptable.
In previous tis while waiting for experintal results in the laboratory, Xu Yun often rested sitting on a small stool in the corner, so he had relevant experience.
But generally speaking, the outcos of this thod are only two:
Waking up naturally.
Or waking up suddenly from losing support.
If the latter is not controlled well, one might end up falling directly to the floor in a daze.
Once Xu Yun suffered such a heavy fall, breaking his glasses, and with his myopia of 1300 degrees, he couldn’t distinguish between people and animals half a ter away that day...
In conclusion.
After experiencing the 1665 and 1100 dungeons, Xu Yun’s adaptability to ancient resting tis is quite good.
Therefore, it wasn’t long before he gently drifted into a dreamy sleep.
In a daze.
Xu Yun dreamt of himself fishing in the East Sea, and suddenly he caught a Tifa.
Then, wearing a lab coat, he discussed with Tifa the strong coupling effects of viscous good conductors in moist and closed environnts, while exchanging ancient poems.
First, "The noble one’s return is without a date, the autumn pool swells with the night rain in Bashan."
Then, "The silver bottle bursts open with water gushing forth, the iron cavalry thrusts forward with swords clashing."
Following, "The waterfall descends three thousand feet straight, it seed like the Milky Way falling from the ninth heaven."
Finally, "Till death, the spring silkworm spins its silk, the spring releases its silent, trickling stream."
Not sure how long passed.
"Hmm..."
Xu Yun scratched his head, waking up from his dream.
He first lifted the curtain and glanced outside, it was still pitch dark.
At this ti, there was a slight swell a few inches below his abdon, presumably caused by drinking too much potato soup.
He proceeded to take his flashlight, intending to relieve himself under the carriage.
To avoid disturbing Will and Thomson, his actions were very gentle, making barely any noise.
Drizzle—
After a short rain.
Xu Yun tugged his pants up and returned to the side of the carriage.
However, just as he planned to get back on the carriage.
The corner of Xu Yun’s eye suddenly noticed that in the tent not far away, there seed to be...
A faint noise?
Could it be...
Will and Thomson aren’t asleep?
But at this ti point, there are neither smartphones nor tablets, not even a PSP is available yet, what could they be doing in the tent?
Suddenly.
Xu Yun blinked, his heart considering a possibility.
Could they be bartering things?
After all, this is England...
Actually...
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