Transcendent Dawn - 771. Chapter 771 Reincarnation (seeking subscription)

early morning.

The sun was pouring down the streets warmly.

Sulu paced slowly on the road and saw a young couple walking towards him.

“Good day, Mr. Turing!”

When they saw Sulu, they greeted him first.

“Congratulations, Herak, your wife is about to give birth, right?”

Sulu responded with a smile, and the two sides staggered past.

After taking a walk every morning, he returned to the mansion, and the slave woman Martha immediately served today’s food.

The staple food is a kind of wheat bread, with olive oil and wine, and a small dish of refined salt-at this time, this is the food of the best.

Sulu took two bites carelessly, and said, “Let Bidi and Hamilton come over.”

Hamilton was another male slave he bought. He could read and calculate, and the price was very high.

And since seeing Sulu’s mastery that time, Bidi has followed him.

Not long after Martha went down, Bidi and Hamilton walked over together: “Good day, sir!”

“Well, let’s go see my workshop…”

Su Lu wiped his mouth, stood up, and led the two men to a paper mill in the city.

As soon as I entered, I saw several ponds, with a large number of rags and plant skins soaked in them.

“Businessmen outside the city are happy to buy limestone and supply them in large quantities.”

Biddy reported from the side.

Sulu entered the workshop and saw that a large number of fibers that had been preliminarily separated were beaten into pulp, filtered, removed, dried or dried, and turned into sheets of white paper with various colors.

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

“Where is the market?”

Sulu asked.

“According to the owner’s order, the price of ten sheets of iron shell is lower than cloth and animal skins, and more convenient than clay tablets. Someone has already purchased a batch, and the response is very good…”

Hamilton replied.

“Hmm… continue…”

Sulu waved his hand.

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

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

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

Paper is the best carrier of knowledge, at least before the development of more advanced storage media.

As for confidentiality and profitability, to be honest, Sulu didn’t care at all.

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

On the side, is the Herak family.

Herak is a warrior of the city-state. He used to follow the city lord to go out, kill the beasts in the wilderness, and fight against large groups of wild people. The danger is high, but the income is good.

And, when there is no war, it is very leisurely.

In Sulu’s view, it is somewhat similar to the civil class of ancient Athens.

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

At this time, with the gradual reduction of the surrounding dangers, the city-state soldier class has little access to war, no chance to make a fortune, and the birth of a third child, leading to the Herak family’s life becoming increasingly poor-of course, all of this It was Sulu’s observation.

This night.

The piercing woman screamed, suddenly cutting through the tranquility of the night.

“It’s Herak… his child is about to be born.”

Sulu got up, opened the window, and looked at Herak’s house.

The head of the family was wandering uncomfortably outside the house. The daughters were so flustered that they only knew to cry. Only an elderly mother was busy inside.

“Survival and reproduction, the two original desires of living things…”

Su Lu watched this scene quietly and sighed secretly.

In his sight, the moon in the sky suddenly radiated light.

In the hazy fog, a trace of brilliance converged to the hut next to it.

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

“What god-man reincarnation, powerful reincarnation… I, the creator, does not speak, or… Without this setting, there will be no visions…”

Sulu moved his fingers.

Outside the world, an illusory meteor emerged, landed straight down, and smashed into the next hut.

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

next moment.

“Wow! Wow!”

There was a loud cry of the baby.

Sulu saw the mother push the door open and handed a baby whose umbilical cord had just been cut to Herak.

Herak’s eyes were red, and he held the baby high above his head, his voice choked but loudly: “In the name of Morridge’s Herak… he is my son, he is called Jupiter!”

“Jupiter…Welcome to this world! My world!”

Seeing this scene, Sulu smiled on his face.

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

For any family, this is a great gift.

Therefore, Herak came to thank you directly.

“Turing, thank you so much… If Spann hadn’t just given birth, she and the child would have come in person.”

Herak was sincere and authentic.

“Seeing new life always makes me happy… This may mean that my business also has a good omen…” Su Lu answered with a smile.

“Thank you so much…”

Herak is a vulgar person, only repeating words.

At this time, he rolled his eyes and saw Sulu’s study, with a surprised expression on his face: “This is…”

Sulu separated a single room on the second floor, with wooden shelves placed on it, and various books on it.

A large number of mud boards are stacked on the bottom layer, like thick bricks, on the upper layer are stacks of animal skin papers, and some books have fluffy animal hair on the surface of the envelope.

In addition, on the corners and walls, there are several different styles of artworks.

Herak had been dumbfounded.

“I am a scholar, I like to read and collect books… The businessman is just my hobby and sideline…”

Sulu smiled and said: “Here is my collection, from the history books from the establishment of the Hormon Kingdom, to the geography of the northern orc kingdom, and their writing, as well as the marine literature that exists in the ancient textual research… even more. The great races of the former, their artworks are very good…”

Herak can’t speak anymore, his superficial knowledge doesn’t know anything about the Hormon Kingdom.

He just knew that Turing was a very great scholar based on these collections of books.

After leaving, he returned to his home and kissed Jupiter in the cradle.

“The child’s father, did you thank Turing?”

Asked the wife lying on the bed.

“Well, and… I have an idea.”

Herak suddenly said: “The war outside the city-state has become less and less. I want Jupiter to learn words and knowledge. He needs a good teacher…”