Such a distressed look was truly a rare sight.
As soon as Zhu Ci looked up, he saw Fu smiling, he couldn't help but give him a kick. "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and think of a way."
Fu reached out and grabbed his ankle, massaging it while saying, "Your Majesty can choose a place to start building bit by bit. Going from nothing to something is never easy."
Zhu Ci said helplessly, "The problem now is that if you want to build something, you'll need all sorts of materials, right? Materials depend on mineral resources. This place has them, but if you want to mine them, you'll need tools."
Unless we use extremely primitive mining methods, but if we did that, it would take forever.
"Just have people transport the equipment." Fu was not worried at all.
"There aren't enough people, either." What Zhu Ci was worried about wasn't the equipment, but rather that this place was vast and sparsely populated; forget exploiting the natives, even using them as livestock wouldn't be feasible.
Fu Qingsheng chuckled, "Isn't that easy? Just send the heavy criminals along when you transport the equipment."
Those who have committed murder and been sentenced to exile should be sent over at the same time.
Zhu Ci gave Fu a strange look, thinking to himself that it seemed that no matter the era, everyone's choices were more or less the same.
On the internet of later generations, people curse the people of Oceania, calling them the descendants of sinners, because when England first colonized this place, they exiled criminals here.
For those death row inmates, even being exiled meant they were at least alive, which was better than being dead.
Zhu Ci pondered for a long while before saying, "Even for criminals, they must be thoroughly investigated; not everyone can be exiled here."
Zhu Ci simply could not bear to see ordinary people leave their homes and travel so far to develop this place, but that did not mean he was willing to let it become a city of sin.
Don't let those vile, anti-social, inhuman people be exiled here; wouldn't that just be rewarding them?
Sigh, having to undergo a background check for exile these days.. thinking about it, it's a bit ridiculous.
Zhu Ci looked outside and said, "Find a way to get ashore and take a look."
The previous judgment was based on the reports from the people below and the sights he saw through his binoculars.
Because there were no harbors here, let alone proper ones—there wasn't even a single small, dilapidated pier. Large ships could not dock and could only land using small boats.
Zhu Ci and Fu did not land immediately, the men below did not dare to let them land immediately.
Now that safety had been confirmed—or rather, once the soldiers had gained control over the surrounding tribes—Zhu Ci intended to go and take a look.
He asked while changing boats, "How is it? Can they communicate?"
Jiang Quan, standing beside him, scratched his head and said, "It's not easy to communicate; we can't understand a word they say."
Zhu Ci gave a response but said nothing more; communication was indeed a bit difficult due to the language barrier.
People exiled here in the future will face similar problems, but as they spend more time together, they will naturally find a way to communicate.
Your Majesty, how should these savages be settled?
Zhu Ci glanced at them and said, "Issue them identification tags, then register them all, arrange them accordingly if they are well-behaved."
Zhu Ci did not intend to kill these indigenous people; he had come here because he wanted to incorporate this continent into the territory of Great Ming, rather than simply establishing a colony.
Moreover, they were already short on men; wouldn't killing all these people make them even shorter?
After Zhu Ci and Fu disembarked, they sat in the carriage and jolted along the road. Before they had traveled very far, the guards ahead stopped and struck a defensive posture, shouting, "Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!"
Zhu Ci was saying to Fu, "I was too careless; I feel like I'm suffering for no reason."
He only remembered that there were mineral resources here and had forgotten how primitive this place was; he had not experienced such a bumpy road in a long time.
In fact, this could not even be called a road; it was merely a path carved out by the local residents for convenience.
Even Zhu Ci's own carriage could not pass through; he was using a carriage belonging to a low-ranking military officer.
He stopped at this moment and couldn't help but lean forward to ask, "What's wrong?"
“Your Majesty, a monster has appeared ahead, no, not just one.”
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Author's Note: Zhu Ci: Let me see what kind of monster this is! Kitty excitedly jumps onto the roof. jpg
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