Chapter 2: The Old Continent, I Have Arrived

  Of course, grand ambitions require financial support, let alone the fact that this is no longer just a grand ambition, but simply the ravings of a madman. Even he himself feels a bit too crazy, and under the circumstances where it's impossible to travel through time and space, if you rely solely on this cargo ship to realize so many great ideals, the difficulty is indeed a bit too high.

  So Yang Feng thought of the first thing to do was to take a look at the cargo list on his own ship, he had to estimate how much start-up capital he had, and if the beauty avatar couldn't solve her troubles, maybe his second half life would rely on this ship's goods, these were all priceless treasures, especially those medicines, which could bring him billions of wealth in half a century later, and in this era it would be even more terrifying.

  Penicillin, this is a good thing, in this era it's simply a miracle, I reckon if I don't say this is science and then go to the bosom of the Lord, His Holiness will canonize me as a saint.

  Although the quantity is not large, it would be enough if sold only in high society, tens of tons! In fact, this was a small favor for Xi Ding, as Yang Feng's joint venture with Merck in Germany couldn't meet the demand for war consumption, so Jin Yuan had to reluctantly supply him secretly, and of course, Xi Ding needed to exchange it with gold teeth pulled from Jewish people.

  However, he was already struggling to supply the penicillin factory in Chongqing with Joseph, Comrade Joseph was fighting a desperate battle with the Japanese exile government in Harbin under the support of the Northern Alliance, and in this situation, it could only continue to supplement modern supplies.

  There's also streptomycin, isoniazid, gentamicin, vancomycin... After checking, Yang Fengcai found that there were still a considerable number of medicines in this batch of goods, adding up to probably several hundred tons. These are all good things, and just picking one out would be enough to make someone rich beyond their wildest dreams. If operated well, it wouldn't be a problem to exchange for a fleet of ships. Moreover, because the shuttling machine can provide the most ideal storage environment, the shelf life of these medicines can be greatly extended. For example, penicillin powder injections can probably be stored for three to five years with ease. However, this means that one's safety is a concern! At least before having sufficient military protection, it's still necessary to be careful.

  Apart from medicine, the most abundant thing on the ship is ammunition, but unfortunately, not many of these ammunitions can bring him practical benefits. 130 howitzers, Type 59 tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, engine and transmission of Tiger tank, sea mines, ten sets of high-powered silkworm missiles, torpedoes, what makes Yang Feng even more crazy is that there are actually five disassembled electronic devices of the female deer and its matching ammunition, which is prepared for his own troops to use.

  All these are good things, but the problem is that they are too good. At this time, I don't dare to take them out myself. If those foreigners find out, they will definitely cut me up for research. It's unrealistic to think of using these weapons to conquer the world, let alone it's not something one person can handle.

  The art of dragon-slaying, this is the real art of dragon-slaying! Yang thought to himself in dismay. He must have his own territory, his own army, and this army must be feared by others before he can gradually bring these things out.

  Torpedoes and sea mines can be used stealthily, 130mm cannons can barely be used, and light weapons don't need to be considered. In addition to these, Yang Feng also found 100 sets of dragon scale armor, 20 sets of diving gear, and other ordinary goods are not worth mentioning. The biggest remaining items are various specifications of alloy steel, aviation materials, which add up to more than 20,000 tons, plus a batch of machine tools with matching tools.

  Looking at the long list on the computer screen, Yang Feng began to consider how he should start. First of all, he had to make money, but he couldn't start with medicine. He couldn't just take a syringe of penicillin and run to London to tell the British that this stuff could bring people back from the dead. They might think he was crazy!

  First, something visible and sensational is needed to create an advertising effect, so that the British can immediately know their name and associate it with a miracle. But what's good? Yang Feng lay in front of the computer for half a day and finally found the most suitable thing - Seagull watch, automatic winding, double calendar, tourbillon, waterproof, the only regret is that the strap is not metal.

  If this thing were to appear in London at that time, the effect would be terrifying. Although tourbillons and automatic winding have been around for over a hundred years, those old pocket watches are nothing compared to the intricately carved seagull hollow tourbillon, not to mention the double calendar and water-resistant function, which would absolutely make those Swiss watch masters collapse.

  Use this thing to create an advertising effect, and then slowly roll out other things. Of course, the most important thing is to use this thing to earn the first pot of money. Although Boss Yang is guarding a treasure trove, he is now penniless, and even can't find something to eat. He just realized this, and not only has nothing to eat, but also nothing to drink.

  "I'm doomed, aren't I?" He muttered to himself in despair, wandering around the cabin like a stray cat that had been abandoned, staring at every nook and cranny. Finally, his efforts were rewarded as he found several boxes of Mentos and potato chips, which were actually snacks for his wives.

  The problem of eating has been temporarily solved, and what's left is how to go to the UK. It would be a kick in the head to take a shuttle bus there!

  He needed a boat, a small yacht. This problem wasn't difficult to solve. First of all, he had plenty of materials here, especially a large batch of titanium alloy, which could be used for welding the hull. As for the power system, he could only dismantle a Type 59 tank engine and transmission for now. Although the Leopard tank's engine and gearbox were more suitable, unfortunately they ran on gasoline, which his boat didn't have. Gasoline additives were plentiful, but diesel was easy to solve too - the tanks of the tanks and infantry fighting vehicles were all full.

  How to make this doesn't even need him to move, the beauty of the avatar can still handle such a small thing. Several mechanical arms stretch out at the same time, first using alloy steel to create the keel, and then like folding paper, quickly use titanium alloy armor plates to fold out various parts of the yacht. Then, a probe is extended, and a high temperature is generated locally by an electric current, just like bonding plastic products, and the parts are bonded together piece by piece. Finally, some black paint for submarines is sprayed on the outside, and a 20-meter-long yacht quickly appears on the deck.

  Then two tanks were dismantled, and the two power systems were arranged in parallel on the rear deck. Since it was too troublesome to make underwater propellers, they simply made them into exposed wheels. Thus, a rather strange retro-style yacht was newly launched.

  The boat is ready, but there's still a problem that needs to be solved: what about the shuttle? Where should it be hidden and how can its location be known?

  "If we get separated, can you find me by yourself?" Yang Feng asked the beauty's avatar.

  "Your call can be sensed within one hundred kilometers."

  "It's simple, you dive underwater and follow me, when we reach the British coastal waters, find a deep water area to sink into, and then don't worry about me, wait until the day I need to call you again." Yang Feng said, he was completely relieved this time.

  After solving all the problems, Boss Yang set off on a journey to wreak havoc on the world with ten Seagull watches and a box of penicillin injections. Two 59 engines combined have a power output of over 1,000 horsepower, driving a 20-meter small boat made of titanium alloy. The power is absolutely sufficient, even if using the most backward paddle wheel, it can still speed across the sea surface like a black tiger shark.

  Mr. Yang was in a good mood, although eating too many potato chips made him feel a bit queasy, but thinking of a whole new world waiting for him to conquer, he couldn't help feeling the excitement of Columbus sailing to the New World.

  Actually, he doesn't know where he's heading now. Since the officer said this is the Atlantic Ocean, it shouldn't be a lie on this issue. Combining the displacement of their warship and the climate here, it's estimated that the most likely place is the North Atlantic, the southern waters of England. In this case, it's just a matter of east or west, and he chose to head east.

  To the west is America, which is in a mess right now and extremely unfriendly to Chinese people. Besides, they don't have much money either; the truly wealthy are all on the old continent. It's not worth considering who has more money between a group of old thieves who've been robbing for centuries and a newly emerging little thief.

  But he had been driving for a whole day without seeing anyone, which made him feel a bit uneasy. His speed was no less than 20 knots, and in one day, he could travel hundreds of kilometers. Although he lacked nothing, and the shuttlecraft was underwater, living on snacks every day was undoubtedly like being imprisoned for Yang, who was used to luxury and comfort.

  Just as he was about to ask the beauty to get him two fish to alleviate his hunger, he finally saw a trail of smoke on the horizon. He immediately perked up and the small yacht sped over like a flying fish.

  Soon a warship with the French flag appeared in the distance, looking as messy as the sunken warship, but only with one chimney and one mast standing tall, making it look top-heavy. Yang Feng had some impression of this warship, because it looked like the Pingyuan that sank during the Sino-Japanese War, which means this was a prototype of the Huangquan-class coastal defense ironclad.

  Yang Da Boss was excitedly waving his arms like a goddess seeing a favored guest, then loudly shouting in French. He had been messing around all over the world for years and could speak various languages fluently, including English, French, German, Russian, and even Japanese was no problem.

  The sudden appearance of this small yacht also made the French warship opposite feel quite unexpected, and immediately adjusted its course to welcome it. When the French sailors on board saw Yang Feng's appearance, they couldn't help but burst out in surprise.

  Indeed, an Oriental man driving a private yacht was absolutely unthinkable in this era, let alone the fact that this Oriental man was wearing a strange black uniform and a similarly strange black hat. In reality, Yang Feng was wearing a suit of dragon scale armor. He had no idea how these Frenchmen would welcome him, so it's better to be careful. Even the underwater torpedo boat was ready with torpedoes.