In the sky, the violent constant sun gradually sank into the sea as time passed; And the scorching air of the day gradually became warm with the arrival of evening.

"Hello, hello!"

On the wide teak deck, an elderly Gallic man held a charcoal with a calm face, slid it on a wooden plank, and earnestly taught a group of half-grown Chinese children sitting on the ground below.

"Hello, hello!"

In the high-spirited repetition of these children, who have just finished their boat work and are seriously attending classes.

Hong Tiangui stood behind the fence of the rudder at the top of the deck, condescendingly looking at the youngest group of Daqing slaves who had been deceived and sold in the cabin.

"Comrade Tianhui."

"This Gaul may have a great secret!"

Li Gu had a five-section red scarf wrapped around his arm, stood behind Hong Tiangui, and said in a low voice.

After the demon changed the "Taiping Qing Lingshu" and added a large number of thoughts from the previous life of Mr. Ma Chao, which constituted Hong Tiangui's foundation in this world, the "Taiping Society" organization created on this basis was born, and Hong Tiangui also deservedly served as the first head of the Taiping Society.

Unlike the nearly fifty panicked Westerner crew members who survived after Hong Tiangui killed the captain of the slave ship with spiritual secret techniques and took control of the entire big ship, the old man in front of him was a shipwreck survivor that Hong Tiangui encountered when he was replenishing fresh water on an unnamed desert island along the route two weeks ago.

This survivor who lived alone on a desert island for a month not only did not have the slightest panic or fear when he met with Hong Tiangui, the leader of the rebels of the slave ship, but maintained a considerable degree of composure and demeanor.

After learning that the old man was a native of Gaul and not a member of the East Tianzhu Company of the West Fork Kingdom, the owner of the slave ship, Hong Tiangui happily recruited this survivor who knew seven Western languages and languages as his Western study consultant, and appointed him to temporarily teach Hong Tiangui a group of Chinese students who knew English.

"Don't worry."

"The ability of this well-informed Gallic elder to survive unharmed on a desert island for a month is truly extraordinary!"

"It's not surprising that an extraordinary elder has his own secrets."

Hong Tiangui stepped forward slowly, standing in front of the rudder, his right hand gently caressing the railing in front of him, feeling the rough solid wood texture in his palm, and continued.

"As long as he is against the slave trade, does not discriminate against us yellows, and is willing to work for us peacemakers."

"Then there's no need for us to get to the bottom of it."

"Go and tell our people, give up the next temptation, Comrade Li."

Although the Taiping Society was founded on this three-masted slave ship, it was only 2 months, less than 60 days.

However, Hong Tiangui, who has the memory of Liu Ming of the Celestial Dynasty in his previous life, borrowed the structure of a certain organization that was the predecessor of the Russian State in the memory of the Celestial Empire, and founded the Taiping Society system, which has been used by him to use spiritual power and penetrate into the hearts of all the Daqing people on the ship with a gentle means of inspiration.

Therefore, when he heard Hong Tiangui call him comrade, Li Gu subconsciously put his feet together, without the slightest embarrassment of being ordered by a young man as an adult, but said solemnly.

"Obey your instructions, comrade leader."

"Well, you go and deal with it as soon as possible!"

"Also, don't forget to inform everyone that after these little radish heads finish their Spanish language courses, they will come to the top deck and hold a 'Remembering the Bittersweet Taiping Conference Class' of each group according to the regulations."

Hong Tiangui turned to Li Gu and commanded, and looked at Li Gu's back as he was ordered to leave calmly.

These days, only Hong Tiangui can perceive the soul essence of the second-order peak god and demon level, which was once known as the Heavenly King Venerable, and the thread of faith wrapped around the "True Spirit" at the core of his soul has gradually collapsed.

And the "Taiping Taoism" that Yuzhu simplified, which has been smelted into the natal magic weapon by him according to the rules of this world, is becoming more and more magnificent and hot!

Having absorbed the theory of "Taiping Taoism" of "true truth", combined with Li Gu's own unguarded loyalty, coupled with Hong Tiangui's thinking inspired by high-end spiritual power, even Li Gu, an old believer who had been a devout believer in Huangtian God for more than ten years, has gradually changed his rigid thinking in these days.

"It's a pity, Uncle Li Gu is old after all."

Turning around, Hong Tiangui's eyes were once again fixed on the class below, especially on the shoulders of the Gallic elder.

If you look at it from the spiritual level, on the shoulders of the old Gallic man who is teaching, a "eagle" condensed by transparent spiritual power with a little free will in the spirit is constantly looking around, and rhythmically exudes one after another spiritual pulse fluctuations of exploration.

"I really didn't expect that the master assassin in the game in the previous life would appear in this world."

"Hope."

"We will not be enemies!"

Hong Tiangui stared at it for a moment, sighed a few words in his heart, and walked towards the captain's room.

All these actions did not attract the slightest attention from the elders below who were in class and were called Assassin Masters by Hong Tiangui.

Next, Hong Tiangui will also give a "Taiping Taoism lesson" to nearly 1,000 Chinese on the slave ship in batches at night, and it is expected that before the ship approaches the coastline of the New World, he will absorb a group of newcomers who are worthy of reuse and up-and-coming to supplement the Taiping Society

"Most of the cabins on this old three-masted galleon have been converted into small slave barns.

Nearly 1,000 homeless young and middle-aged homeless people from the Guangzhou area of Daqing in the East were deceived into boarding the boat. ”

"According to the route conventions I know from the Brotherhood, these poor Orientals, if they make it to the New World, will become railroad slaves in the United States of America."

"However, a very young-looking sage, also from the East, led his followers to save them in a storm half a month after they went to sea."

"Oh, dear Guter!"

"Forgive me for using the word 'sage' to describe the young man. ”

His idea of "making society stable and mankind peaceful" is too rebellious and incredible. ”

"At first, I just thought that the young man was just a delusional person, but after I sat in on a few Taiping lectures, I felt that such a world, such a paradise on earth...... There is really a slight possibility, it is achievable! ”

"'There has never been a deliverer, nor has it depended on God or monarchs, but it is up to us to create a peaceful world.'"

"Listen, what a rebellious language...... Listen to me Gutel. ”

"This is simply the same set of the Templars and the Holy See King, ** naked from the clouds, and then stomp on two feet"

On the far right of the lower deck of the three-masted galleon is a small cargo hold that was previously vacant.

Now, the old Gallic man who was rescued by him halfway by Hong Tiangui lives.

The old man of Gaul had just finished his supper and was half-lying on the wooden bed in the cargo hold, sipping a small half bottle of rum while using a slender quill pen to record something in the dim glow of a kerosene lamp.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

After three quiet knocks at the door, the young voice of one of the brightest Gallic old men of a Spanish apprentice, sounded after the knock.

"Mr. Arno Dorian!"

"Our Taiping class is about to start, do you want to go with us to audit?"

The old Gallic man named Arno Dorian put down his pen, hesitated for a moment, and immediately replied loudly.

"I'll be here soon, you guys go first!"

"Then we'll go first, Mr. Arno Dorian."

Listening to the rushing sound of his Spanish apprentice leaving, Arno Dorian shook his head helplessly, and quickly wrote the last few words of the day on the paper in his hand with a quill pen.

"Alright, Gutel, that's all for today."

"May freedom be with you!"

After writing in a hurry, Arno Dorian solemnly put on his top hat and tidied up his appearance, and then opened the wooden door and walked towards the top deck.

Only a dim light remained, illuminating a row of silver-encrusted Egyptian inscriptions on the daggers in front of the wooden bed.

"All things are false, all things are allowed."

……