Early morning.

The sun shines warmly on the streets.

Sulu was pacing slowly along the road when he saw a young couple approaching him.

"Good day, Mr. Turing!"

They saw Sulu and were the first to say hello.

"Congratulations, Herac, your wife is about to give birth, right?"

Sulu smiled in response, and the two sides staggered through.

After his morning walk, he returned to the mansion, and the slave girl Martha immediately served the day's food.

The staple food is wheat bread with olive oil and wine, and a small dish of refined salt – at this time, this is the food of the superior people.

Sulu took two bites absently and ordered, "Let Biddy and Hamilton come over." ”

Hamilton was another male slave he bought, who could read and count, and the price was high.

And Biddy has been following Sulu since that time.

Not long after Martha went down, Biddy walked over with Hamilton: "Good day, sir! ”

"Well, let's go see my workshop......"

Sulu wiped his mouth, stood up, and led the two to a paper workshop in the city.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see several pools in which a large number of rag heads and plant skins are soaked.

"Merchants outside the city, happy for us to buy limestone, willing to supply it in large quantities."

Biddy reported from the side.

When Sulu entered the workshop, he saw that a large number of fibers that had been preliminarily separated had been pulped, filtered, fished out, dried or dried, and turned into white sheets of paper glowing with various colors.

He picked up a sheet at random and found that because of the simple process, the paper surface was relatively rough, and it could not reach the level of 'white as snow', but it was not a problem to write.

"Where's the market?"

Sulu asked.

"According to the master's instructions, the price of ten pieces of an iron shell is lower than cloth and animal skins, and it is more convenient than clay tablets......

Hamilton replied.

"Hmm...... Continue ......"

Sulu waved his hand.

His external identity is that of a scholar-type businessman, Turing.

Now that you are ready to play this role well, you naturally need to do something.

Moreover, the papermaking technology is also taken out for the better development of civilization.

Paper is the best carrier of knowledge, at least until more advanced storage media are developed.

As for secrecy and profit, to be honest, Sulu doesn't care at all.

After touring the workshop and answering a few questions from Biddy and Hamilton, Sulu returned to his house.

On the side, there is the Herac family.

Herac was a warrior of the city-state, and he used to need to follow the lord of the city on his expeditions, killing the behemoths of the wilderness and fighting large hordes of wildlings, which was very dangerous but lucrative.

And, when there's no war, it's very quiet.

In Sulu's view, there is something similar to the civic class of ancient Athens.

In addition to the one who is pregnant, he and his wife have two daughters, both of whom are only thirteen or fourteen years old, but they can already help with some housework.

At this time, with the gradual reduction of the danger around them, the soldier class of the city-state had little contact with the war, no chance of making a fortune, and the birth of a third child caused the Herac family to begin to live in poverty day by day - of course, this is all Sulu's observation.

This evening.

The shrill woman's screams suddenly cut through the silence of the night.

"It's Herac...... His child is about to be born. ”

Sulu got up, pushed open the window, and looked at Herac's house.

The head of the family was wandering restlessly outside the house, and the daughters were so flustered that they could only cry, and only an elderly grandmother was busy inside.

"Survival and reproduction, the two original desires of living beings......"

Sulu quietly watched this scene and sighed secretly.

In his sight, the moon in the sky suddenly shone brightly.

In the hazy mist, a glimmer of light converged on the hut next to it.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, there is still no vision.

"What god and man are reincarnated and reincarnated mighty...... I, the Creator, do not speak, or ...... Without this setting, there would be no vision......"

Sulu's fingers moved.

Outside the world, an illusory meteor emerges, descends straight down, and smashes into the nearby hut.

This is a 'vision' that only he can see.

The next moment.

"Wow! Wow! ”

A loud baby cry rang out.

Sulu saw Mama push open the door and hand a baby who had just had his umbilical cord cut to Herac.

Herac's eyes were red, and he held the baby high above his head, his voice choked but loud: "In the name of Herac of Morich...... He is my son, and his name is Jupiter! ”

Jupiter ...... Welcome to this world! Minecraft! ”

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Sulu's face.

The next day, he asked Martha to send a lamb to the next door as a congratulatory gift for the newborn.

It's a great gift for any family.

Therefore, Herak went straight to the door to thank him.

"Turing, thank you so much...... If it weren't for Span's birth, she and the baby would have come in person. ”

Herac said sincerely.

"It always makes me happy to see new life...... This may mean that my business also bodes well......" Sulu replied with a smile.

"Thank you so much......"

Herac was a rough man who could only repeat words.

At this time, he rolled his eyes and saw Sulu's study, and a surprised expression appeared on his face: "This is ......"

Sulu came out of a single room on the second floor, and inside there were wooden shelves with various books on them.

A large number of clay tablets are piled up on the bottom layer, like thick bricks, and on the top layer are stacks of animal skin paper, and some books have fluffy animal hair on the surface covers.

In addition, there are several different styles of artwork hanging in the corners and walls.

Herac was already stunned.

"I'm a scholar who likes to read and collect books...... Businessman is just a hobby and a side hustle ......"

Sulu smiled and said, "This is my collection, from the history books from the establishment of the Homon Kingdom, to the geography of the Northern Orc Kingdom, as well as their writings, as well as the Sea Clan documents that exist in the ancient research...... Even, the great races of the previous one, their artwork is very good......"

Herac couldn't speak anymore, his shallow knowledge, he didn't know anything about the previous events of the Homon Kingdom.

He just knew that Turing was a great scholar with these books alone.

After taking his leave, he returned to his house and kissed Jupiter in the cradle.

"Father of the child, did you thank Turing?"

The wife who was lying on the bed asked.

"Well, and...... I have an idea. ”

Herac suddenly said: "There are fewer and fewer wars outside the city-state, I want Jupiter to learn words and knowledge, he needs a good teacher......"