"Is it pretty?" The big salt Shanyin spoke first.

"You ghost!" Franz rolled his eyes inwardly.

"Huh?" Da Shioshanyin is very confident in her appearance, and it is precisely because of this that she has gained a lot of convenience since she was a child, and even feels that this is a gift from the gods, but Franz is not in the mood to watch it at the moment.

"Hey, I look delirious, Ship Doctor!" Franz had already decided in his heart that the other party was abnormal.

"Archduke Franz, what do you command!" Jack, the ship's doctor, immediately replied that the most neglected person on his ship was that the natives did not believe in Western medicine, but rather the priest who accompanied him showed a few skills in traditional Chinese medicine, and made them bow to them.

This hurt Jack, the ship's doctor, and he immediately cheered up when he heard Archduke Franz shout to himself.

"Miss Shanyin may be suffering from heat stroke, you can help." Franz shouted.

Realizing that someone was coming in his direction, the shy big salt Shanyin immediately put on the white clothes he had just taken off.

Jack, the ship's doctor, examined her carefully for a long time, which made Franz feel a little strange, and then a premonition of not being good came over him.

Finally Jack, the ship's doctor, let out of the tent with a long sigh, and Franz stepped forward to ask.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

Jack, the ship's doctor, shook his head and spread his hands helplessly.

Franz swallowed and thought, "It can't really be a terminal illness, right?" ”

"How is she?"

"She's not sick." Jack, the ship's doctor, said helplessly, he originally wanted to show his skills, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance.

Franz said "Doctor walk slowly", thinking about greeting the other party's family, pretending to be deep, almost making himself think that Da Yanshanyin really had some serious illness.

After the ship's doctor left, Franz lifted the curtain and said.

"Look hard, study hard, and don't think crookedly."

The big salt shanyin nodded blankly.

After a short break, Franz continued his journey, this time with the goal of making his last stop in the Congo.

The Congo is divided into two parts, one is the kingdom of Angolo, which declined due to the prohibition of the slave trade, which later became a French colony, rich in oil and natural gas reserves, potash, phosphate, iron ore, in addition to aluminum, zinc, copper and other metal ores, agricultural potential is great, but overall can only be said to be decent.

The other part (the Democratic Republic of the Congo, lest anyone be incomprehensible) is blocked by a waterfall at this time, and is rich in natural resources, known as the "world's raw material warehouse", "the gem of Central Africa" and "geological miracle".

The country contains a variety of non-ferrous metals, rare metals and non-metallic minerals, including copper, cobalt, industrial diamonds, zinc, manganese, tin, tantalum, germanium, tungsten, cadmium, nickel, chromium reserves are considerable, iron, coal, gold, silver and other reserves are also very rich, as well as platinum, lead, phosphate, silicate, etc.

At the same time, the land is fertile, the water resources are abundant, there are few geological disasters, and there are very tame indigenous people, which can really be described as a colonizer's paradise.

However, it is not easy to explore the area, and numerous expeditions have disappeared here, the most famous of which is the Tucker Expedition in 1816.

After the end of the Napoleonic Wars, a brave British naval colonel decided to explore this unknown land for his homeland, and he found fifty-eight experienced explorers.

However, they never returned, and it was not until a few years later that another group of explorers discovered Colonel Tucker's expedition notes in an abandoned camp near Jellera Falls.

In the decades that followed, the Europeans made numerous expeditions to the land, and when the exploration was completed, it was just in time for the partition frenzy, and the great powers refused to give in to each other, and finally let the Belgians pick the peaches.

Franz's purpose in this trip to Congo was not only to establish a trading post, but also to bring two experienced expeditions, whose mission was not only to explore uncharted areas and regions, but also to try to establish contact with the local natives.

Franz's ultimate goal in exploring the land was to paint it in yellow and black (the flag of the Austrian Empire).

The natives of the seaside were numb to the free trade agreement, and the protection agreement had to be abandoned in the face of strong opposition from the French, but it was better to establish a trading post, but it is unclear whether there would be any profit after that.

Franz could only promise money and material benefits for the expedition that was about to depart, he was not an expert in exploration, and could only provide limited material help, so he could only write them an expedition guide based on his own memory and later insights.

First, don't camp in the swamps.

Secondly, mosquito nets and insect repellent are essential.

Third, don't take off your clothes and tie your leggings.

Fourth, the bite of a poisonous snake and poisonous insect first stops the bleeding and then detoxifies.

Fifth.

What seemed to modern people to be common sense was simply wise in the eyes of people at the time, and explorers thanked Franz for his teaching.

At the same time, they also got some special gadgets made by Franz, such as a Swiss Army knife, a multi-purpose compass, and allicin capsules (which I have already talked about how to make and where to get it). ), a map from memory, a lighter (which I talked about before), and oil oil.

As experienced explorers, they understood the indispensability of these objects, and they sighed and thanked Archduke Franz again for his attentiveness, and soon set out on the expedition.

"You say there's another country with a territory larger than four Frances?" Friedrich asked in disbelief.

"Yes, and it is extremely abundant, and its potential is even comparable to that of the Holy Roman Empire in the past." It's no wonder that Franz gave such a high evaluation, the richness of Congo's products is simply God's feeding.

"Then let's just build a country here, just a few trading posts, I can sweep them all in one day." Friedrich said without shame.

"This land is not suitable for us for the time being, and it needs to be developed by colonists. If our team enters this area now, half of them will die within three months, and the remaining half will also be infected with various unknown diseases, and there is a high chance of being killed by mosquitoes. ”

Franz's words are not alarmist, the primeval jungle of the African continent is not a fun place, you must know that this is a gathering place for all kinds of super viruses in later generations, Marburg, Ebola, super malaria, monkeypox.

Either one is a terrible existence that causes headaches for modern medicine, and it is difficult to investigate whether those viruses are already there or have mutated later. Let the experts think about this extremely mentally demanding problem.

"Then let's go back and see if the Togolese natives are ready to sign with us." The "nation-building" that popped out of Friedrich's mouth was only lip service, after all, his ambition was to be a great general and not a big landowner.

For the third son of the Grand Duke Karl, who was born with a golden spoon, he said that money, land, and status are innate, and they are not something to be cherished, and for him there is only one thing that is most important, that is, to surpass his great father and let history and the country remember his name.

Once again, the fleet had arrived in Togo, and by this time the makeshift trading post had been reduced to a decent port fortress, and the soldiers who had stayed behind were in good spirits, and it seemed that they had been doing well lately.

It was only when Franz entered the fortress that he found that there was a dense circle of crosses around the periphery of the port that made people's scalps tingle, and it was nailed to all kinds of tragic deaths of natives.

This made Franz feel bad, and he did not like to use such horrific methods to rule.

(End of chapter)