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Published at 28th of February 2022 06:18:34 AM


Chapter 912

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Mulder and blitz and a group of men stood in the stern of the shiperian and waved goodbye to the people of the Bavarian tribe still on the coast.

Until the coastline had completely disappeared in their field of vision, Mulder and others put down their hands.

"I'm going home..." Blaise sighed. "When I really want to leave the new world, I'm still a little reluctant..."

Mulder and blaze are both in their 60s.

To put it mildly, they are both not far from death.

If you leave the new world this time, you may never have a chance to return here again.

In other words - their separation from the people of the Bavarian tribe may be a farewell.

At the thought that this separation would most likely be farewell, Bryce couldn't help feeling a little sad.

As soon as Bryce's voice fell, Mulder raised his hand and patted Bryce on the shoulder.

"A person's life is to keep repeating joys and sorrows for decades."

Mulder and the people of bavolam have the deepest feelings, so it must be Mulder who is the saddest person in the separation.

However, even if he pressed all his sadness and reluctance to give up at the bottom of his heart, Mulder's eyes couldn't help reddening.

Raised his hand and tried the tears from his eyes, Mulder turned and walked towards the cabin.

He wants to go back to his room and make a perfect ending for his "new world drifting diary".

After arriving in the new world, Mulder listened to Blaise's advice and began to keep a diary to record his life in the new world.

This diary was jokingly called "drifting diary" by Mulder himself.

Now that they have left the new world and officially embarked on their return journey, it is time to make a perfect ending for this "new world drifting diary".

Return to the room, sit at the wooden table, open the notebook that has become a little tattered due to too frequent flipping, take out the quill pen that has been stained with ink, and begin to write down the last content for this diary.

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[last day in the new world]

Today is our last day in the new world.

Having been in the new world for a long time, we have decided to return home today.

To be honest, I'm a little reluctant.

I'm used to life in the new world.

I also met many friends in the new world.

There are many aborigines in the new world. Until we left, we didn't know how many people lived in the new world.

As far as I know now, there are at least millions of indigenous people in the new world.

No matter which nationality, there must be benevolent good people and heinous bad people.

We were lucky to meet the Bavarian tribe in the new world.

The people of the bavolam tribe are very kind to us. Although they have a low level of civilization and are still in the backward stone age, they have done friendly acts that are not necessarily possible for human beings in the old world in the face of strange foreign nationalities.

After we were sure that we were not hostile to them, they took the initiative to take in our foreign nationalities whose language and culture were not the same as theirs. When we first came to their tribe, they also held a grand welcome ceremony for us. That night, both we and they drank, cheered and enjoyed.

When we left, the patriarch of the bavolam department also told me: they welcome us back very much. When we return to the new world again, he will lead all the people to meet us.

At that time, I also told the patriarch, "if we have a chance, we will come back. When we come back, we will bring more good things and teach you more advanced technology so that you can live a better life. "

When the patriarch heard my words, he smiled and gave me a warm bear hug.

Franm people have a very special etiquette, which I named "hug ceremony".

According to the custom of the franms, hugging can only be left to their families and close friends.

The patriarch of the bavolam Department offered me a bear hug - which showed that he regarded me as a close friend.

The patriarch's attention to me made me feel very moved, so I held the patriarch tightly at that time.

During our stay in the new world, we taught the people of the Bavarian department all the advanced technologies we can teach them.

For example, shaft sinking technology, farming technology and pharmaceutical production technology.

If I still have the opportunity to come to the new world, I will certainly teach the people of the bavolam department more advanced technology and bring more good things to them.

Now when I think about it carefully, I can't understand what each other is talking about. Obviously, we don't even have the same cultural customs, but we can still get along well with them and cultivate wonderful and precious friendship together. It's wonderful and unimaginable that this kind of thing can happen.

I had a strange idea for no reason.

When we first came into contact with the people of the Bavarian tribe, we could not communicate with them in language at all.

However, even in this situation where we can't communicate with them in language, we can still get along well with them and cultivate precious friendship together.

Then, in the "old world", it is clear that the people of the Holy Hiran Empire and the Frankish empire can communicate in language. Why can't they get along well with them? And keep playing like this?

This question seems too big. I'm just a knight fighting on the battlefield, not a scholar, so I haven't come up with an answer to this question up to now.

I hope the readers who are reading my diary can help me think about this problem.

I have worked for the British Empire for decades. In these decades, I don't know how many battles I have participated in. I have participated in no less than 10 large-scale battles with a total force of more than 100000.

I've been involved in so many battles and fought for so long. To be honest, I'm a little tired.

Now think about it carefully. This may be one of the important reasons why I am not too excited after being transferred to the navy commander in chief, because as long as I go to the Navy, I don't have so many battles to participate in.

The war seems endless. After this one, there will be another one. I really don't know when it will end.

I really hope that our British Empire and other countries can coexist peacefully, even if there is no cultural similarity, as we do with the people of bavolam.

I will cherish the friendship with the native people of the new world, franm, all my life.

When we ship these gold back to China, China will certainly spend a lot of money to build an ocean fleet to dig for gold in the new world.

May those who come to the new world to dig gold continue the precious friendship between us and the franm people.

May the "flame" of the new world become more and more vigorous.

Mulder Hardy

British Empire [293]




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