It wasn't until after dinner that Zhang Heng had time to check his character panel, and his information was updated again.

Name: Heng Zhang

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Player ID: 07958

Number of rounds played: 3

Current Game Credits: 777

Possession: Key of Shadow (E), Moment of Shadow (D)

Mastery skills: Piano lv1, language proficiency lv1 (three languages reach the level of daily communication), modification and maintenance lv1, skiing lv1, rock climbing lv1, archery lv2, wilderness survival lv2, car driving skills lv2, shooting lv2

Rating: Sheltered by the shadows, the player has skills such as car driving, shooting, wilderness survival, and archery, and has some self-preservation ability, but has no obvious strengths, and is expected to pass seven rounds of play.

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After three months of practice in the real world, under the addition of 48 hours, Zhang Heng's rock climbing finally broke through from lv0 to lv1, and now he can climb most artificial rock walls with his bare hands, and the natural rock walls depend on the situation, and the angle and rock quality may affect the difficulty of climbing.

Shooting and skiing were the two new skills he acquired in the last dungeon, of which shooting was also his most gifted skill to date, and it only took him a month to go from a newcomer to LV1, and then he and Simon escaped from the guerrilla camp that night and faced off against a mysterious master by the lake, which also brought out the potential in his body.

In the end, he not only won the battle of life and death, but also improved his shooting skills to lv2.

And this is not the end, after that period of life in Sweden he has been staying with Simon, the two often go hunting together in the mountains, Simon taught him all the skills including rapid fire, so Zhang Heng's current shooting level has already far exceeded LV2, but he doesn't know how far away from LV3.

In fact, he also found that when a skill reaches lv2, it will become very difficult to improve, because it already means that you have reached an extremely excellent level among ordinary people, and the room for improvement will become narrower and narrower, taking his lv2 archery as an example, Zhang Heng has already felt that he can only maintain this level at most with practice, and if you want to be promoted to the next level, there must be some other external stimulus.

It's like a life-and-death duel by the lake that night, but this kind of thing is not so easy to encounter, if it is possible, Zhang Heng even hopes that he will never want to encounter it.

Understanding the current situation, Zhang Heng closed the character panel.

After nightfall, the wind and waves on the sea also became bigger, Zhang Heng lay in the hammock, feeling that the dinner he had just eaten had been swaying back and forth in his stomach, he had also been on a sea boat before, but the time was not long, only half a day, and the wind and waves on the sea were relatively calm, so he did not get seasick.

But this time the situation was obviously different, especially in the crowded sailor's cabin, lying with a group of pirates who hadn't bathed for an uncertain amount of time, and the air was mixed with all kinds of unpleasant smells, so it didn't take long for Zhang Heng to vomit.

Seeing this, the pirates burst into laughter, "What are you kidding, are you a chick who has gone to sea for the first time?" ”

"yes, I'm starting to regret having him join us on deck a little bit." Another pirate chimed in.

Life at sea is boring, so having fun is also an essential skill for pirates.

However, there were also helpful guys among them, a black pirate handed Zhang Heng a wooden bucket so that he could spit in it, and in addition to pouring him a glass of water.

"Thank you."

After vomiting, Zhang Heng also felt a little better, rinsed his mouth with fresh water and thanked him.

"You're welcome, don't take their words to heart, those guys just have bad mouths, people aren't really bad, you'll find out after staying for a long time." The black pirate held out a hand, "Goodwin, the gunner of the Sea Lion." ”

"Zhang Heng." Zhang Heng held the wooden barrel with one hand and finished the handshake with the other.

"I saw how you behaved on deck before, it was very impressive, what did you do before, soldier?" Goodwin said with gusto.

"Pretty much, I've been to it before...... A war. ”

"Did you win?"

"Not really, but at least I and the people I care about survived."

"You're so lucky, I also fought in a war, but we lost," Goodwin pulled open his collar, revealing the imprint on his left chest.

"My tribe was defeated by another tribe, they killed my father and mother, and the old people of the tribe, and sold me and my brother and my six-year-old sister to a slave hunting cara, I don't remember how long we were on the boat, when everyone was shackled, crammed into the small cargo compartment on the ground, one by one, unable to move, in fact there was no room to breathe, and when we reached the place they called the New World, there were three hundred black people on board, and less than eighty were left to breathe, And my brother died in my arms. ”

"Sorry to hear that." Zhang Hengdao.

The slave trade began in the 15th century and reached its peak in the 17th and 18th centuries, and the reclamation and construction of colonies required a large amount of cheap labor.

Now Zhang Heng lived in an era when the triangular trade was flourishing, merchants set out from Europe, went to Africa, bought black slaves, and then transported the black slaves to the Americas, sold them to plantations and farmers in the Americas, and then transported the gold, coffee, cotton and other specialties of the Americas to Europe, so as to obtain amazing profits.

The situation did not improve until the end of the 18th century and the beginning of the 19th century, when Britain, France, the United States and other countries gradually banned the slave trade, but although the government no longer supported this behavior, private smuggling was still rampant, and the real decline of the slave trade would not be until the sixties of the 19th century.

"I was bought by a coffee plantation owner in Charleston, worked there for eight years, and then was sold to a boat as a sailor, doing the most work and eating the worst, until she found out about us."

"Who?"

"Sea Lion, she gave me freedom, she accepted me, the people above me treated me as a companion, a brother, we looked after each other's backs when we fought, there is no master and slave here, we are all equal free people, and we all have a common home."

"Where?"

"Nassau."