Chapter 1 America, Americas

  Hiss!

  Zhao Hongyu raised his right hand and gently stroked the wound on his right cheek, the pain making him involuntarily take a cold breath. On his right cheek, a long wound stretched from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, deep enough to see bone.

  The enemy who had caused him such harm was now lying not far away, covered in blood and no longer breathing.

  Almost blinded.

  Zhao Hongyu thought of this and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

  A wave of fatigue swept over his entire body, constantly filling his brain nerves. Zhao Hongyu sat down on the ground, relaxing and looking at the Indians who were finishing off the enemy that had just attacked them.

  Come on! Give those who still have a breath of air a boost, and once we've dealt with these sneaky guys, we can have lunch.

  The surroundings were in an uproar, mixed with the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh, Zhao Hongyu painfully closed his eyes.

  The Indian warriors of the Andale tribe, when they occasionally passed by Zhao Hongyu, a young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, would reveal deep reverence in their eyes.

  It was just this black-haired and black-eyed youth wearing strange attire who single-handedly took down over a dozen enemy soldiers.

  For such warriors, Indian warriors are very respectful.

  The enemy's throat was cut, then the sharp dagger scraped off his scalp, and the Andal warriors shouted loudly with excitement, their faces filled with joy after victory.

  As a modern person, Zhao Hongyu is not very adapted to the bloody killings on the American continent even now. In his view, this killing is really too bloody and cruel.

  But he also knew that he couldn't change anything fundamentally.

  Such slaughter has been going on for a very long time in this land, and he is such a small person who cannot change it, nor can he do anything about it.

  And this slaughter will also exist in the future.

  Zhao Hongyu is very clear that the UK, France and the US have never stopped directly or indirectly massacring Indians. Indian tribes have also killed whites and other Indian tribes, which is a very clear fact.

  The leader of the Andale tribe, 'Wild Bull', came over to Zhao Hongyu's side and sat down on the ground in imitation of him.

  "How is it? The injury isn't serious, right?"

  The leader asked with concern.

  Zhao Hongyu opened his eyes and looked at this middle-aged leader of the Andale tribe.

  "My injuries are not too serious, but this is already the twelfth attack by the enemy within ninety days. Your tribe cannot continue to be passively beaten, and in terms of numbers, you are no match for them. If I were to say so, it would be better to migrate."

  Zhao Hongyu made a suggestion.

  "Wild Bull" listened to Zhao Hongyu's words and lowered his head to look at the black iron axe in his hand without making a sound.

  After a long time, he said to Zhao Hongyu: "I was born here, we hunt in this forest and river, when I die, my children will continue to live on this land, the Andale tribe has no one who is afraid of death."

  Alas!

  Zhao Hongyu let out a deep sigh in his heart, it was already the sixth time he had tried to persuade the other person.

  Unfortunately, the Indian tribe did not adopt his proposal at all.

  For this Indian tribe, Zhao Hongyu was always an outsider, he wasn't a member of the Andale tribe.

  Since they couldn't see eye-to-eye, Zhao Hongyu also didn't bother to waste his breath anymore.

  For the Andal tribe, he has already been kind and righteous, with no debts owed.

  "I'd like to trade with you again, we still have a lot of beaver and sable furs in our hands, we need weapons."

  The buffalo looked at Zhao Hongyu very seriously.

  After a moment's thought, Zhao Hongyu knew what the Indian chief had in mind.

  He is trying to counterattack the enemy tribe.

  "Alright, I need to head south, my tribe is still waiting for me to return." Zhao Hongyu spouted a string of nonsense.

  In fact, he was the only one who understood that in this era, he didn't have any 'tribe', he was just a lone wolf.

  He said so, apart from telling the other party that he is also a tribal person, but also has the idea of leaving here.

  The Andar tribe had a population of just over 600, while their enemy tribe was a large tribe with a population of 2,000, and also had the support of the French. If the Buffalo's tribe did not migrate, they would only be waiting for their fate to be annihilated.

  Unfortunately, they didn't listen to their own words, so Zhao Hongyu also got tired of talking.

  Anyway, in these three months, I have helped them a lot and repaid the favor of those who helped me.

  Thinking of the dozens of scars on his body, Zhao Hongyu felt at ease.

  "Alright, one axe for thirty otter skins or fifteen sable skins." Zhao Hongyu came back to his senses and nodded in agreement with the other party's request.

  Anyway, this matter is absolutely worth it for him.

  Several hours later, on a hill one mile west of the Andale tribe, Zhao Hongyu finished his transaction with the wild ox.

  For Zhao Hongyu's departure, the Buffalo did not have any sadness.

  Zhao Hongyu didn't have anything to cherish either. He didn't want to be buried with the Andal tribe, he just wanted to live a good life.

  In such an era without relatives and friends, live a good life.

  As the figures of Wild Bull and others disappeared into the dense thicket, Zhao Hongyu sat on a rock at the top of the mountain, looking at the hundreds of animal hides beside him with a bitter smile.

  Why did I have to encounter such a thing, time-traveling...

  Zhao Hongyu, male, thirty-six years old, high-level executive of a Fortune 500 company, enjoys outdoor sports and adventure, highly educated and wealthy. However, these halos have lost their significance for him.

  Because he is now in 1620 on the American continent.

  He had just completed a contract in the United States and boarded a plane to return home.

  But twenty minutes after the plane took off, when a bearded man shouted "Allah is great", a burst of flames erupted and Zhao Hongyu knew nothing.

  When he awoke, he found himself inside a triangular tent surrounded by Indians dressed in animal skins with feathers on their heads.

  At the same time, his age also changed from thirty-six years old to fifteen or sixteen years old, and he became much younger.

  When he first came into this world, Zhao Hongyu was very fearful and confused in the face of an unfamiliar environment and those dirty Indians.

  Because of the language barrier, he didn't dare to speak recklessly either.

  Maybe every traverser will have a little bit of benefit, and Zhao Hongyu is no exception.

  Heaven gave him a 'skill' that understands the language of the world, and also came with a magical plug-in.

  Sitting on a small hill of rocks, Zhao Hongyu raised his hand and looked at the ruby ring on his left middle finger.

  As for this plug-in, it's really something else.

  Because this ring can purchase all products of the 21st century once its usage function is activated. At the same time, items from this era can also be sold to the 21st century through the ring.

  That is to say, as long as you have money, even nuclear bombs can be bought...

  For example, Zhao Hongyu just used thirty inferior axes made of crude iron to exchange for hundreds of sea otter and sable skins. And the price of those thirty inferior axes made of crude iron was only about 1,000 yuan.

  But these hundreds of pieces of fur are absolutely not worth this price.

  At 21st-century prices, a sea otter pelt would cost around 280 yuan, while sable fur would be worth as much as 650 yuan per pelt.

  These thousands of fur trades can be said to have a profit margin of tens of times.

  Such business, such profits, are becoming increasingly rare in the 21st century.

  Unfortunately, Zhao Hongyu was in 1620, and he didn't have much good mood about it.

  Recalling his thoughts, Zhao Hongyu had an idea and activated the external device he called 'Time-Space Trader'.

  Is trading enabled?

  Two options appeared in Zhao Hongyu's mind, and Zhao Hongyu made up his mind to choose 'yes'.

  A halo of light that others could not see flashed out from the pile of fur, and in just one second, the pile of fur that was as high as a small hill disappeared from its original place.

  When those furs disappeared, a cold metallic synthetic voice echoed in Zhao Hongyu's mind.

  This time we received 600 otter skins, due to price fluctuations, the current price has risen to 290 yuan per skin. 150 sable skins, price fluctuation rose to 650 yuan per skin.

  Are you trading?

  Bang!

  Two options appeared in Zhao Hongyu's mind again.

  All prices have risen, what else is Zhao Hongyu not satisfied with? Thirty inferior iron axes were exchanged for so many furs, which was already very satisfying for him.

  Yes!

  Ding dong, received 600 otter skins, purchased at a cost of 290 yuan, total payment is 174,000 yuan!

  Ding dong, received 150 sable skins, purchase price of 650 yuan, total payment of 97,500 yuan!

  Total: Two hundred seventy-one thousand five hundred yuan only (271,500)

  According to Zhao Hongyu's deal with the leader of the Andar tribe, Wuyang, a poor-quality iron axe could be exchanged for thirty sable pelts or fifteen ermine pelts.

  Thus Zhao Hongyu exchanged twenty axes for six hundred otter skins and ten axes for one hundred fifty sable skins.

  This is the largest amount of transaction Zhao Hongyu has made since he came to this world.

  After the fur was sold, a modern passbook appeared in Zhao Hongyu's mind, which clearly listed his current wealth.

  Zhao Hongyu has been in this world for three months now, and during these three months, he hasn't had few dealings with the people of Andale tribe.

  Although there were French-established colonial forts in the northern part of the Andalusian tribe, they still had very strict control over the flow of weapons.

  In addition to the pressure from some large tribes around, the Andale tribe could hardly exchange any iron weapons, so they accumulated a lot of fur in their tribe.

  So in these three months, Zhao Hongyu made a pretty penny.

  But Zhao Hongyu also knew that he was able to get this much because of many factors.

  As time went on, the Andale tribe would no longer have that many furs.

  Almost all of Andar's tribe's furs were traded over by Zhao Hongyu.

  Zhao Hongyu's savings book showed that his wealth had also accumulated to 13.67 million yuan (1,367,000 USD).

  "Damn French!"

  Zhao Hongyu muttered a curse under his breath.

  Just before Andale tribe's leader Buffalo left, he told him that the reason why Mokle tribe launched such an attack in these three months was not unrelated to Zhao Hongyu.

  Because Zhao Hongyu monopolized the fur trade of the Andarle tribe, the French were very angry when they found out.

  Although the Andale tribe did not trade with the French, their furs still ended up in French hands through other tribes.

  Although the Andal tribe may lose out, what does it have to do with the indigenous people losing out?

  But with Zhao Hongyu's existence, he was cut off by him, which is what the French can't bear.

  Therefore, they provoked the Mokle tribe and came to attack the Andale tribe.

  Of course, the Moklae tribe has also been eyeing the Andale tribe's territory, because there are rich beaver resources on the Andale tribe's territory.

  Profit is the fuse of war, and Zhao Hongyu deeply agrees with this point.

  But for now they are not yet in a position to resist the French or even other Indian tribes.

  The bison also told him that he had killed the brother of the leader of the Mokle tribe in the previous battle, so the Mokle tribe would never let him and the Andarle tribe go.

  This is also why the bison had to buy weapons from Zhao Hongyu's hands and prepare to launch a surprise attack.

  After hearing the words of the wild ox, Zhao Hongyu knew that his decision to leave this place was correct!

  After the account had over 10 million funds, Zhao Hongyu decided to buy helpers from the trading device. Fighting alone was not a solution, he needed to have subordinates to increase his safety factor and counterattack against those who were malicious towards him.

  It's obvious that no matter how powerful he is alone, he can't go against a whole tribe.

  Then, Zhao Hongyu opened the transaction device and chose that option which made him feel like his head was going to explode.

  Gene people buy...