"Revolution allows one to turn over a new leaf?" Zhou Yuanxiao asked in confusion.

"Of course not," Chen Ke said seriously. At these words, You Gou glared at Chen Ke, while Hua Xiongmao was almost amused.

"Then why should I join the revolution?" Zhou Yuanxiao was even more puzzled.

"Brother Zhou, according to your previous way of doing things, your whole life is just a repetition of regret. When you are incapable, you regret; when you are capable, you still regret. This isn't just your problem; the world itself has problems. You can't expect a white rabbit to jump out of a coal pile. Follow me in revolution. When you become a revolutionary, you become a brand new person."

Chen Ke paused. It wasn't that he felt he had misspoken, but that he felt it was insufficient. These words were actually the "grand principles" he usually hated the most. A sense of heartfelt disgust filled Chen Ke.

*All the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.* Human society is nothing more than the pursuit of "fame and profit." Even Chen Ke himself, who considered himself a communist fighter, was merely pursuing the "great profit" of the world. This was the cruel and simple truth. Asking himself honestly, Chen Ke worried about only one thing: if the history he knew and the knowledge he possessed fell into the hands of capable people, those people might not necessarily agree with Chen Ke's "ideals" or "faith." And that capability would become resistance against the "new world" Chen Ke hoped to build.

Just as Chen Ke would absolutely never believe in the existence of "God," those capable people were unlikely to believe in Chen Ke's "faith." In the 21st century, Chen Ke had encountered plenty of guys wanting to "evangelize" him. Chen Ke was not some naturally tolerant "moralist." He knew he couldn't do it, but if he could, he wouldn't hesitate to send all those who "believed in God" to Xinjiang to plant trees.

The cruelest wars in the world were all fought between "believers." "Faith" is cruel because it is an emotional thing. Socialist faith at least adheres to the "materialist conception of history," meaning it acknowledges human progress and social development. Other faiths invariably want to make a certain system last for "thousands of generations." Christian faith, Islamic faith, faith in the feudal system, faith in capitalism. All want to make a certain system "eternal and unified." As a Chinese person, Chen Ke understood this obsession with "eternal unity" very well.

Chen Ke knew that historical materialism and political economy possessed powerful strength; this was something history had already proven. Putting aside the example of the Soviet Union's collapse, China had become a pivotal global power in just 60 years. The term "G2" was a bit exaggerated in 2011, but by 2020, it would inevitably become a veritable "fact." Chen Ke came from the 21st century. In that era, China was already a pivotal great power. The predicament China faced was merely the "predicament" of how a powerful "new empire" expands its sphere of influence, not the predicament of "unable to protect itself" faced in 1905.

Chen Ke suddenly shuddered. These thoughts clarified something for him. His goal, if speaking from the lowest standard, was the thing in the marrow of Chinese people: "to revive China's glory." For Chinese people who had led the world for twenty centuries, what precipitated in everyone's marrow was the firm "faith" in the "Central Empire."

"If the knowledge I disseminate doesn't achieve my ideals, but still promotes China's revolution and liberation, then is everything I do meaningless? Or perhaps, what I truly hope for is merely a China led by 'me' as I personally expect, rather than the liberation of China itself." This thought flashed through Chen Ke's mind, and he suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat seep out on his back.

*Am I really such a narrow-minded person?*

Chen Ke felt his face burning like charcoal. Recognizing his own "arrogance" gave birth to a shame that made him want to crawl into a hole.

Everyone watched as Chen Ke suddenly fell silent and his face turned bright red. "Wenqing, are you sick?" You Gou asked with concern. Hua Xiongmao and Zhou Yuanxiao looked at Chen Ke with equal worry.

"I'm fine," Chen Ke forced a smile. Then he continued, "Brother Zhou, you've done business before. We are doing business now too. How big is our current workshop? The business is this small, yet people have already come to extort us. If our business gets bigger, more people will pounce on us, wanting a share. In the new era, those guys who knock on doors to extort will all be sentenced and jailed. Those to be beheaded will be beheaded, those to serve hard labor will serve hard labor. And the government will not only refrain from extorting us but will strive to support the establishment and development of various enterprises. Brother Zhou, the future printing and dyeing factory will be dozens of times larger than it is now. A factory will have thousands, tens of thousands of workers. With your ability, Brother Zhou, you could be the factory director. Isn't that more glorious than restoring your family business?"

Hearing Chen Ke's words, everyone felt a sense of longing. Zhou Yuanxiao's eyes shone with intensity; it seemed Chen Ke's words had truly moved him. "If we revolt, will we have such a future?" Zhou Yuanxiao asked.

"Revolution is for the sake of having such a future!" Chen Ke said firmly.

"Then what does Wenqing want me, Zhou Yuanxiao, to do?" Zhou Yuanxiao's tone was filled with the resolve found only in those who have found hope.

"Work honestly." Chen Ke's answer was very simple.

Everyone was extremely surprised.

"Haha!" You Gou laughed first. "Wenqing, why are you always so funny when you speak?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Can I also join the revolution?" Hua Xiongmao asked.

"Of course."

"I want to participate too," You Gou shouted. "I'm not afraid of work."

"Miss You Gou is welcome to join the revolution." Chen Ke's tone was as calm as if he were inviting You Gou to dinner.

Hearing this, You Gou couldn't help but laugh again. "Brother Zhou, are you joining?" You Gou asked after she had laughed enough.

"If it's just working, I'll join." Although Zhou Yuanxiao still harbored doubts, he expressed his agreement.

"Then, we form a revolutionary party." Chen Ke made the final concluding statement.

The next day, Qi Huishen and He Zudao rushed to the workshop early in the morning.

"Mr. Wenqing, I have a favor to ask," Qi Huishen said.

"What is it?"

"I have a few friends who also want to come to work and attend lectures here. Would you agree, Mr. Wenqing?" Qi Huishen looked a bit apprehensive.

"Of course," Chen Ke smiled.

"Then please wait a moment, Mr. Wenqing. I'll go bring them over right now." With that, Qi Huishen turned and left in a hurry.

Watching Qi Huishen's retreating back, Chen Ke suddenly felt a sense of gratification. Turning his head, he saw He Zudao had already changed into dark blue work clothes and ran to You Gou's side to await orders.

"What a bunch of obedient children," Chen Ke felt even more gratified.

Qi Huishen brought five young men to join. Including himself and He Zudao, a total of seven young men joined the workshop. This was the first time Chen Ke had truly come into contact with the youth of this era. These young men were either Qi Huishen's juniors, graduates of church schools, or friends Qi Huishen had met during revolutionary propaganda work who had attended private schools. In Chen Ke's impression, such a group of people should have preferred to become teachers rather than working in this workshop, sweating profusely.

Chen Ke knew that the classes he taught were indeed unique in this era, but he also believed that unless they were very special people, most in this era still considered pure brain workers to have higher status. How to arrange these young men troubled Chen Ke greatly. After thinking it over, he could only seek answers from past history.

The answer was found quickly, and it was so simple that Chen Ke suddenly had an impulse to slap himself. Even in the era of vigorous development, the 1940s, the number of Communist Party members was only around a million. Compared to the one hundred million people in the liberated areas, it was only one percent. This one percent of party members was a very small proportion in the liberated areas. Why did the people around him have to be party members? Could party members only interact with party members?

Having figured this out, Chen Ke cursed his own stupidity in his heart. Based on this, he thought briefly and determined the current method: build a new-style enterprise based on what he had learned. If there was spare capacity, build a modern school as well.

Including Chen Ke and the others who had gathered earlier, there were now eleven people available. The manpower Chen Ke originally thought he had to guard against instantly became hands he could fully utilize thanks to his new train of thought. These people were educated and would be valuable labor in the new enterprise and school.

In these times, for literate people, especially graduates of church schools, doing physical labor was considered relatively "shameful." In his lectures these past few days, describing the new country to be established after the success of the revolution, Chen Ke always emphasized that it would be a new world where "labor is most glorious." Of course, when talking about the future of the workshop, Chen Ke presented his idea of forming a new-style company to everyone. In particular, Chen Ke seriously explained his plan to establish a new-style school.

The young men had originally come to listen to the lectures at Qi Huishen's invitation. They weren't all rich, so the small wage was better than nothing for them. However, if Chen Ke had just invited them to "do manual labor," the young men would certainly not have agreed. But after Chen Ke "painted a beautiful pie" for them, and given that Chen Ke's classes had indeed opened their eyes, the young men were won over. The youth were lovely, and they were also impulsive. All the young men expressed that they would absolutely follow Chen Ke.

Looking at the excited youth, Chen Ke smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been like this too, daring to go all out and crash forward for an ethereal future. The result? Apart from a bloody head, there was no other result.

"I hope I won't let them down," Chen Ke could only use this hope to calm the guilt in his heart.

On June 26th, Chen Ke finally sold all 1,200 bolts of cloth. The other young men politely took their leave after receiving their due money. Just then, a stranger came knocking. Generally, opening the door was the responsibility of Hua Xiongmao and Chen Ke. Today, You Gou behaved very strangely; as soon as someone knocked, she rushed to open it. The third time she opened the door, You Gou giggled and brought a servant-like man in. The man carried You Gou's silver and left the workshop. You Gou giggled and, together with Zhou Yuanxiao, moved Zhou Yuanxiao's silver and rose to take her leave.

Only Chen Ke and Hua Xiongmao were left in the workshop. Facing the pile of silver dollars and silver ingots, Chen Ke suddenly grumbled meaninglessly to Hua Xiongmao, "It would be great if we opened a bank."

"Wenqing wants to open a bank?" Hua Xiongmao was surprised.

"That was a joke." Chen Ke was just venting. Looking at the pile of money, Chen Ke felt it wasn't wealth, but a pile of chains. Carrying this pile of money on one's body could exhaust a person to death; hiding it at home made one fear thieves. If there were modern banks, it would be much easier; just deposit it directly. But in this era, where would one find such a good thing?

"Let's split the money first, then go back."

Fortunately, it was silver dollars and silver ingots. Chen Ke and Hua Xiongmao each carried a bundle, which was manageable. If it were copper coins, it would really have exhausted them to death.

Upon returning to the residence, Chen Ke took the IOU and money to find Qiu Jin. "Sister Qiu, thank you for your help. I'm returning the money."

Qiu Jin looked at the IOU and the silver but didn't take them. She smiled, "Does Wenqing want to take the watch back that badly?"

Chen Ke hurriedly explained, "No, no. Sister Qiu is overthinking it. You can wear the watch as long as you like. I have this pile of silver and don't know where to put it. Repaying Sister Qiu's money first will at least save me some worry."

"That won't do. If I accept your silver, I have to return your watch. I know Wenqing is generous, but I can't take advantage of you like that." Qiu Jin still insisted on not accepting the silver.

Chen Ke understood the reason behind this; it wasn't that Qiu Jin intentionally wanted to take advantage of him. Historically, Qiu Jin would soon go to Japan to participate in the founding of the Tongmenghui. In this era, the meaning represented by such a watch was not just the watch itself, but implied Qiu Jin's financial power. In the late 20th century, Chen Ke had seen some bosses who were basically penniless but insisted on driving a Mercedes. This was to prove their financial power and gain others' trust. Especially for a revolutionary like Qiu Jin, a "luxury" watch could better reflect "noble" origins and garner praise from others.

Truthfully, after staying in 1905 for a long time, Chen Ke's aesthetic standards were sliding all the way down, or rather, his own aesthetic standards were becoming closer to this era. The watch, which didn't look like anything special in the 21st century, looked better and better in this era. Although Qiu Jin had money, if asked to actually spend money to buy such a watch, she definitely couldn't shell out such a large sum.

Hua Xiongmao didn't care about worldly possessions like money, and Zhou Yuanxiao hadn't untied the knot in his heart yet. The two of them were outliers. You Gou and Qi Huishen had unusual backgrounds, and they were quite stunned by Chen Ke's watch. The young men Qi Huishen brought along, seeing Chen Ke actually using such a watch to keep time, immediately became respectful towards him.

This era made Chen Ke somewhat uncomfortable, but these were the characteristics of the time, and there was no helping it. Since he couldn't repay Qiu Jin, Chen Ke had no choice but to invite everyone to a meal. Qiu Jin was quite thoughtful; she ordered food from a restaurant outside to be delivered. After arriving in Shanghai, the group had been busy, and now they finally gathered to eat. Talking about their respective affairs, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Wenqing, I heard from Mr. Cai that he thinks highly of your school charter," Xu Xilin said.

A few days ago, Chen Ke wrote a school establishment charter and handed it to Cai Yuanpei. This was merely a description of a middle school from back in the day. A 21st-century middle school earning the admiration of the early 20th-century Cai Yuanpei was only natural.

"Does Brother Bosun also intend to build a school?" Chen Ke asked, pretending to be ignorant, even though he knew historically Xu Xilin built several schools in Anhui as bases for gathering Restoration Society comrades.

"Building a school requires money. I'm not poor myself, but it's far from enough for building a school," Xu Xilin said openly.

Chen Ke knew Xu Xilin was interested in the money in his hand, and Chen Ke had already promised to fund Xu Xilin's school. "If Brother Bosun wants to run a school, then how about this. I'll give Brother Bosun three hundred taels of silver first. You can go back to find a site and negotiate the rent. I also want to do some business; it won't do to have no money on hand now. Once Brother Bosun confirms the school site, I will continue to invest. How about that?"

Xu Xilin didn't stand on ceremony either. "That is excellent."

Chen Ke immediately went back to his room, brought out the pile of silver, and measured out three hundred taels for Xu Xilin. The remaining five hundred taels didn't seem like that much anymore. Chen Ke thought resignedly that carrying this money every day was basically physical exercise. What a great opportunity. Much better than sandbags!

Xu Xilin hadn't returned to Shaoxing yet essentially because he was waiting for this money from Chen Ke. Although he still didn't quite trust Chen Ke in his heart, Xu Xilin temporarily had no other channels to raise money. Plus, Qiu Jin firmly believed Chen Ke wouldn't shortchange him. Xu Xilin waited with some hope. Chen Ke indeed gave him a share. This made Xu Xilin sigh in relief, feeling that helping Chen Ke come to Shanghai back then was the right move. He hadn't misjudged the man.

Drinking and talking, since Chen Ke supported the revolution so readily, Xu Xilin gradually began to talk about the military school he and Tao Chengzhang were establishing, which was the later Datong School. The Restoration Society, after so much preparation, had entered the period of gathering personnel to launch an uprising. Tao Chengzhang had originally gone to Hangzhou and applied for legal status to run a school. But unexpectedly, Chen Ke's appearance interested Cai Yuanpei in running a school in Shanghai. Cai Yuanpei was renowned in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. After he arrived in Shanghai, the locals very much hoped he would come forward to run a school. In these years, the call to abolish the imperial examination was very high, but after abolishing it, how to replace it with a new educational system was a problem. Students of new schools naturally couldn't become officials upon graduation like before. So the new educational system in the country was in chaos.

The reason Chen Ke's charter was favored by Cai Yuanpei was precisely because of Chen Ke's combination of education and social production. On this point, Chen Ke deliberately wrote vaguely, and this lack of clarity happened to suit Cai Yuanpei's taste. Because in officialdom, you cannot write things too clearly. Thus, Cai Yuanpei made no major changes to the charter.

Now there were two views within the Restoration Society: whether to run a school in Shanghai first, or to run schools in both Shanghai and Hangzhou simultaneously. Financially, if they could get government support in Shanghai, given the wealth of the Shanghai Customs, the money for running a school would be more than enough. The Restoration Society could not only run a school but also get financial support. But there were quite a few people in the Restoration Society anxious to start an uprising. Running schools in Hangzhou and Shanghai simultaneously would allow for an earlier uprising.

Regarding these points, the Restoration Society argued endlessly. Chen Ke's school charter was evaluated as having "suspicion of being loyal to the Manchu Qing government."

After listening to Xu Xilin's introduction, Chen Ke finally understood his position in this matter.

When the Restoration Society would rise up was not a problem for Chen Ke. He had an impatient nature and always felt that as long as China could seize the opportunity of the First World War, it would be enough. So Chen Ke hoped to be ready before then. Moreover, Chen Ke hoped to earn money as soon as possible and go to Anhui. The rural areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang could still maintain themselves for now, but looking at history books, the peasant resistance movements in Anhui from 1906 to 1910 were truly surging. If he couldn't seize this period to establish a new regime, the opportunity would be missed. Chen Ke knew that Xu Xilin first ran a school in Shaoxing and then went to Anhui. This was why Chen Ke had sought out Xu Xilin first.

Deep in thought, Chen Ke suddenly heard Xu Xilin ask, "Does Wenqing have something on his mind?"

"Yes, I feel the preparations before the revolution are complicated and myriad. I got distracted for a moment," Chen Ke replied.

Xu Xilin was puzzled by this answer. Chen Ke's business was going well; in Xu Xilin's view, Chen Ke would strive to earn more money. He didn't expect Chen Ke to be thinking about the revolution.

Hua Xiongmao didn't say much; he ate and drank slowly as if it were none of his business. Qiu Jin was somewhat surprised by this. "Xiongmao, you've been with Wenqing for so long, has your temper changed? You used to be impatient, but now you can sit still," Qiu Jin said with a smile.

"Aunt, my nature hasn't changed. I've just decided to join the revolution. Being with Wenqing, I feel revolution isn't a bad thing. If Wenqing is willing to lead, I will certainly follow him through life and death." Hua Xiongmao's tone was flat. Hearing this, Xu Xilin and Qiu Jin's faces didn't change, but they felt a bit uncomfortable inside.

As the saying goes, keep strangers away from family matters. Hua Xiongmao was their relative after all. They hadn't failed to discuss revolution with Hua Xiongmao before, but Hua Xiongmao thought revolution wasn't a good choice. Unexpectedly, after following Chen Ke for only a month, doing business with him, he had turned business into becoming a revolutionary. What exactly was Chen Ke up to?

Chen Ke couldn't speak easily at this moment, so he pretended not to hear anything. After eating and drinking for a while longer, the feast broke up.

In the evening, Hua Xiongmao dragged Chen Ke out for a walk. There weren't many people on the street. Hua Xiongmao suddenly remembered something and asked, "Wenqing, do you think Qi Huishen won't go to the workshop tonight?"

Chen Ke thought for a moment. "I told him no need to go today."

"But not necessarily. Let's go and see," Hua Xiongmao laughed.

Chen Ke didn't refuse. Walking along, Chen Ke asked Hua Xiongmao, "Why do you think Qi Huishen would run to the workshop at night?"

Hua Xiongmao smiled and said, "I've been listening to Wenqing's lectures these days. After drinking wine, I feel like listening to Wenqing lecture again. If I am like this, let alone Qi Huishen. The things Wenqing talks about, that *Das Kapital*, the more I think about it, the more sense it makes. It's just that I have little talent and less learning, so I can't articulate it. But as soon as I hear Wenqing lecture, I feel like I see a new world. It's truly addictive."

Hearing this, Chen Ke tentatively asked, "Zhenglan. Do you really want to join the revolution?"

Hearing Chen Ke's words, Hua Xiongmao turned his head to look at Chen Ke. In the night, he couldn't see Chen Ke's expression clearly. Hua Xiongmao then replied, "I said before, if Wenqing leads the revolution, I will naturally participate. If others lead the revolution, my little life is still worth something; I can't throw it away because of them."

Speaking to this point, Hua Xiongmao suddenly asked back, "Wenqing, how about this. I want to ask you something. You tell me, why should I follow you to revolt? If you say it right, I, Hua Xiongmao, will work with you. If you don't say it right, we'll just be partners making money like now. Saves you from always thinking I'm talking big."

"Haha. Zhenglan, are you asking me to revolt, or asking you to revolt? That's a tricky question." Chen Ke laughed loudly. After laughing, Chen Ke thought for a moment. "My revolution, to speak of it, is both trendy and not trendy. Pursuing 'Great Unity under Heaven' (Tianxia Datong), ancestors have talked about it for thousands of years. Since everyone thinks this principle isn't wrong, the revolution naturally must achieve it."

Although in the darkness, Chen Ke could faintly see Hua Xiongmao nodding.

"If speaking of trendy, it means China must industrialize. China is now an agricultural country, like a person originally having two hands." Speaking to here, Chen Ke felt his analogy was flawed, so he changed his phrasing. "Like originally China only had one arm, and now it has become two arms. Then everything naturally has to be torn down and started over. Two arms and one arm are completely different things. The new system established by the revolution must conform to the system of industrialization. This is the new system."

Hua Xiongmao continued to nod but didn't speak.

Chen Ke knew he hadn't touched Hua Xiongmao's heart yet. Pondering for a moment, Chen Ke made up his mind and continued, "And this comrade in revolution, it's not to let you be a lord. It's not to let you be high and mighty, but to let you lead the people to live a good life. A dignified man should do good deeds, do great deeds. Be a good person, be a sage."

Hearing this, Hua Xiongmao laughed loudly. While laughing, he slapped Chen Ke's shoulder vigorously. "Wenqing, well said. I just like this about you."

Chen Ke blocked Hua Xiongmao's arm. Being someone trained in martial arts, Hua Xiongmao was very strong, and the slap on the shoulder hurt. Hua Xiongmao stopped laughing and said confidently, "If those moralist scholars said this, I wouldn't believe it. But hearing these words from your mouth, Wenqing, I feel it's reliable. Actually, it's not these words, but that you, Wenqing, never shy away from hard work. The principles you speak don't fool people. I understand them as soon as I hear them. Understanding them solves many matters. Wenqing, if others had your insight, they would have run off to swindle and cheat long ago. But Wenqing, you are not that kind of person. I've roamed the world these years and seen plenty of people. All mouth benevolence and morality, but filthy and nasty behind the back. Being with you, Wenqing, is happy."

"The world is bad; those people can't help it," Chen Ke responded.

Hua Xiongmao spoke with excitement, "That's right, this world has indeed rotted beyond cure. If we don't revolt, sooner or later the world will completely rot to death. I also feel we must revolt. But who to follow in revolution, that is my question. To let me revolt on my own, that won't do. Before meeting you, Wenqing, I'd heard enough of those revolutionaries' nonsense. It's really doing a religious rite inside a snail shell—too cramped. The world Wenqing describes, that is the true world. What to do, why do it like this, I feel it can work as soon as I hear it. If I don't follow you, who do I follow?"

"Being a party member isn't that easy. If revolting, that's really tying your head to your belt. And once a party member, you have to work for the party and serve the people for your whole life." Chen Ke hurriedly poured cold water on Hua Xiongmao to cool him down.

Unexpectedly, Hua Xiongmao laughed again. "I just like Wenqing's willingness to tell the truth. Revolutionaries talk about revolution as if the world will be peaceful and prosperous as soon as the revolution happens. Maybe that tricks others, but it won't trick me. Wenqing doesn't deceive people."

Hearing Hua Xiongmao's words, Chen Ke also laughed. "I'm a person with no ability. I can't even tell the truth well, let alone tell lies."

While the two were talking, a person suddenly popped out from the shadows by the roadside and headed straight for them. Looking closely, it turned out to be Qi Huishen. Qi Huishen smiled, "Wenqing said he was going out tonight, but I just felt like talking to Wenqing, so I came to check. No one was at the workshop, but I met Wenqing halfway. This is truly telepathy." As he spoke, three more people followed up from behind. Chen Ke looked and saw they were the young men who had been coming with Qi Huishen to listen to lectures. Everyone gathered together and went to the workshop lively and noisily.

Everyone sat down in the workshop. Chen Ke suddenly asked Qi Huishen, "Why didn't He Zudao come?"

In the past few days, He Zudao had suddenly disappeared. Chen Ke hadn't asked much; if he didn't want to come, then let him be. Today he was in a good mood, so he asked casually.

Qi Huishen's face immediately looked awkward. He looked around and whispered, "He Zudao, sigh, that guy somehow contracted a flower and willow disease." Saying this, Qi Huishen sighed again.

Flower and willow disease is an infectious disease, and it's not necessarily caused by male-female relationships. In Chen Ke's impression, He Zudao was a thin and frail person, and didn't look like a lecherous fellow.

"Heaven is unfair. He Zudao lives with his brother. His brother spends his time drinking and visiting brothels, yet it was He Zudao who contracted the disease. Sigh..." Qi Huishen sighed again.

Then it must be an infectious disease. Chen Ke asked everyone to sit down and drew a spiral on the blackboard. Then he asked, "Do you know what germ looks like this?"

Chen Ke had taught some basics of biology, at least they had heard about bacteria causing disease. Everyone looked at each other. Hua Xiongmao suddenly asked, "It wouldn't be flower and willow disease, right?"

The few people chuckled upon hearing this, then felt it was inappropriate and sat up straight with serious expressions.

Chen Ke nodded. "Correct, it's a spirochete."

Qi Huishen looked pleased. "Wenqing, is there a cure? Is there good medicine?"

"What I want to talk about is the preparation of this medicine." After Chen Ke finished speaking, he wrote a string of equations and the Chinese name of the equation on the blackboard. "Arsphenamine. If it's syphi... this first stage, second stage, can still be treated. If it's the third stage, this medicine is useless. Of course, everyone sees this arsenic." Speaking to here, Chen Ke remembered that the people below hadn't learned the periodic table of elements yet. He spoke in words everyone could understand, "Arsenic is the main ingredient in arsenic trioxide (pishuang)."

"Fighting poison with poison? I heard some people use mercury." The one answering was Du Zhenghui. He came from a family of doctors, but this person had no interest in medicine and had a special fondness for building houses.

"Look at He Zudao's physique. If he uses mercury, I can't guarantee whether the germ will die first or he will." Chen Ke said to Du Zhenghui.