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After thinking about it, Scrooge felt that it would be better to go to England himself, for Carroll was basically a rolling pin blowing fire in the natural sciences - he didn't know anything about it. And Mr. Maxwell is not a good communicator, and basically he is not very interested in anything other than the exploration of the truth of the world. In addition, in the eyes of most people in this era, the United States is still a wild land. Especially in academics, Europeans feel exactly the same way when they talk about American technology is when Americans talk about China's science and technology, or Chinese people talk about Sange's technology. In later generations, those world-famous universities in the United States, like Havard and Yale, are not at the same level as Oxbridge or anything now. The difference is like the difference between Haval Yale and China's 985 schools. In such a situation, it definitely takes a lot of effort to convince a scientist who has dedicated all his energy and life to exploring nature to such a scientific desert. And to convince a scientist, apart from his own "scientist", Scrooge really can't find a second suitable candidate in his pocket.

However, now that the business on my side is so good, if I really want to go to the UK again, maybe it will delay things. Damn, the Atlantic is such a trouble. Well, the transatlantic telegraph cable is already being laid again. Hehe, those guys must think that this is going to be a big deal that will make a lot of money. When I pull Maxwell over on this trip, and then enlighten him in a conversation with him, the theory of radio waves will soon come out. Then, he grabbed ahead of Hertz, took out Hertz's real yàn, confirmed the storage of electromagnetic waves, and then grabbed Marconi's business while brushing his own prestige, and finally got the transoceanic wireless telegraph first. Let all the guys who worked so hard to lay the transoceanic cable in the Atlantic cry to death. Well, then there's the radio, and ...... in the future, and this series of things is definitely a golden mountain. The gold that can be mined here is enough to fill the large swimming pool in the Swan Castle that is being built. For the sake of such a gold mountain, it is definitely worth a trip to Europe.

Pressed for time, Scrooge found a clipper boat, took a few bodyguards and went out. Although the flying scissors are very uncomfortable, although the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean are also relatively strong this month, to be honest, taking the flying scissors out to sea in this month is simply to find guilt on yourself. But time is money, and money — that's Scrooge's life. For the sake of money comparable to life, seasickness, what is it to spit out some bile?

Sure enough, not far from New York Harbor, the ship began to jolt violently, and the foaming waters poured lightly onto the low freeboard of the clipper, from one end of the deck to the other. No one but the sailors was allowed to go up the deck, and Scrooge and his bodyguards sat honestly in chairs fixed to the floor, holding on to pillars or other things with their hands, keeping their balance. Or simply lie on the bed and tie a rope around your body. At this time, it feels a bit like riding a pirate ship in a park in the future. No, it should be said that it is more exciting than that. Although the bump amplitude of the pirate ship in the park in the later generations is not small, this bump is rhythmic, steady and predictable, and this bump on this damn flying clipping ship, although it is smaller in amplitude, is not very even in rhythm, the ship will not only rise and fall, tilt back and forth, but also tilt left and right from time to time, these tilts, some are caused by the waves, it is very rhythmic, every ten seconds, the ship first rises, and then falls down quickly, In the process, it is accompanied by a volt of the bow and stern. The lateral tilt is caused by the sea breeze, and there is nothing to see in the cabin, so there is really no predictability at all. What's worse is that this swaying is never over, in short, Scrooge, who has always felt good about his vestibular function, vomited on the boat. First, he vomited all the food he had eaten before he got on the boat, and then he kept spitting out water.

Anyway, a few people stayed in the cabin like this and vomited and vomited, and finally got used to vomiting, so they stopped vomiting. (In fact, it is the result of the reduction of wind and waves). Scrooge was paralyzed, like a dead duck, unable to move on the bed.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Scrooge had changed his breath, barely able to get up and get up and eat something. By the next day, the wind and waves were raging again, and as a result, well, Scrooge lay down again. And on this day, there was something more troublesome than seasickness - in the wind and waves, the mainsail was torn open. The captain had no choice but to lower it and mend it. And just then, a boat appeared on the horizon in the distance.

"Captain, there's a boat there!" The sailor in charge of the lookout pointed to the distance and reported to the captain.

"Oh," the captain said, holding up his binoculars, and saw a rice flag flying high on the mast of the ship.

"It's a British merchant ship." The captain said disapprovingly that it was very common to encounter a British merchant ship on this busy route.

The boat was getting closer.

"Go, raise the mainsail." Said the captain.

"I haven't made it up yet, Captain."

"Safety first, hoist the sails!" Said the captain.

In those days, when one ship approached another, the possibility of ill intentions was very high. It was true that there was a ship on the other side, but some disciplined merchants would not refuse the opportunity to play the role of a pirate once in a while.

The sails on the ship were halfway up when the boat on the opposite side suddenly sped up. At the same time, the rice flag flying on the top of the mast was quickly lowered, and with it was raised the flag of the Confederate States of America, a privateer belonging to the South!

The ship came quickly, and the sails on Scrooge's ship had just been raised, and before they could lift it, the ship approached. The distance between the two ships quickly shrank to more than a hundred meters, and the gun doors on the side of the privateer were opened one by one, and the muzzles of the black hole stretched out and aimed at the ship on which Scrooge was riding.

Because of the low freeboard, the clipper ship did not have a place where it could be loaded with guns, and the gap in terms of firepower was too large. Now the most proud degree is too late to wave, and when facing the privateers in the south, it is naturally a comprehensive downwind.

"Surrender, or we'll all die!" The captain said, "Drop the sails, drop the sails!" ”

The mainsail that had just been raised was lowered again. Not just the mainsail, all the sails were lowered. The sailors on the clipper ship waved the white flag at the privateer and prayed to God that their enemies would be more gentlemanly.

Now that the flying shears had stopped, the boat slowly approached. A few cables were thrown over first, and then several sailors jumped over from there, some of them quickly holding on to the vital positions. Others tied the two boats together with cables. Then, a gangplank was lowered from the boat over there. A large man in a captain's hat walked up from the gangplank, with a saber in hand.

The man went all the way up to the captain, looked him up and down, and then said:

"I'm David, the captain of this Southern Star? Jones. Are you the captain of this ship? ”

"I'm Barbossa, the captain of the 'Sea Walker'. I hope that you will treat us in the spirit of the Washington Declaration. Captain Barbossa replied.

"We southerners are gentlemen, and as long as you don't try to resist, we will treat you the way we treat gentlemen." David? Captain Jones replied.

"Now, I declare that your ship and one of its articles have been temporarily requisitioned by the Government of the Confederate States of America. We will take you back to our port and you will be properly accommodated. Well, Captain Barbossa, tell me, what supplies are you transporting on your ship? ”

"This time, we mainly sent a few people to the UK." Captain Barbossa replied, "There's a big man here, you should have heard his name." We're all captives now, but I hope you'll have enough respect for him? ”

"Big shots?" David? Jones smiled, "How big?" Is it Lincoln? Even if it was Lincoln, we Southerners would keep our promise and treat him in a way that suited his status. ”

"Was it the drafter of the Washington Declaration, Scrooge? Mr. MacDonald. Captain Balbo replied.

David? Captain Jones changed his face. After a while, he said, "You're right, this is indeed a great man worthy of respect. I didn't expect to meet him here. Can you introduce me to that? ”

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"Mr. MacDonald, do you mean that you personally crossed the Atlantic on such a spitting boat because you were going to hire a British scientist to teach at the university you were about to start? If I know right, you're a rich man. Won't you just send someone? "David? Jones looked at Scrooge, who was pale from the constant vomiting, in amazement.

"Mr. Maxwell was a man who was so focused on science that it was difficult for ordinary people to communicate with him. So I had to go there myself. Scrooge replied, "Besides, I've had some ideas lately that I'd like to discuss with him." ”

"Is it about Mr. Faraday's line of force?" David? Captain Jones asked suddenly.

"Captain, do you have research on this as well?" Scrooge was taken aback.

"I dabbled in some of this when I was a student at the College of William and Mary." David? Captain Jones replied.

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After wrapping up his conversation with Scrooge, David? Captain Jones went up to Captain Barbossa again and said to him, "Mr. Barbossa, you are fortunate to have such a passenger on board. If I take you all back as captives, I will be said to be like the foolish Roman soldier who trampled on Archimedes' geometry problems on the ground. Maybe someone will compare me to something even worse, and the whole South will scold us. You and your boat are free. Now you can continue your trip. Have a nice trip! ”

David? Captain Jones reached out and shook Barbossa's hand, then turned away...