"Ancient Greek epic, The Odyssey? Odysseus's immortal voyage?... Whew! This latest popular Ancient Greek epic truly left a deep impression on me..."
The stars blazed, the star river stretched like a belt. The scholar Martin Behaim stood at the prow, the wine-red long feather stuck in his nobleman's slanted cap streaming in the hunting sea wind. He gazed at the boundless, vast sea of forest, and the scene of being tricked aboard the sea vessel three months earlier seemed like a nightmare receding into the distance, no longer quite so clear.
Three months earlier, a letter from the other party had bluffed him into going to the meeting alone. Then a cup of wine with something added to it had put this scholar of noble birth onto a pirate ship of exploration where nine deaths left one life. And after he woke, in that unforgettable dim cabin, a knife was held to his neck, forcing him to write a letter saying he had gone to sea of his own will...
It could be said that this experience of a noble scholar running into bandit sailors made him so furious he could hardly contain it, and so regretful he could hardly contain it, whenever he thought of it! Just one day earlier, he had still been living with his beautiful wife in an exquisite, splendid noble estate, lying on a soft cotton bed three meters wide. And one day later, he was locked into a cramped cabin, sleeping on damp, icy ship planks, without even wool to wipe his backside!
However, after three months of sailing, after an even more near-death, nine-deaths-one-life lost voyage, and finally arriving at this vast, brand-new land, his state of mind had indeed changed. More importantly, his life was still held in the hands of this