Hey, guys. Another boring round in which we focused on keeping Mean Green happy, clearing out the last of the jungle and taking some semblance of a tech lead. We didn't even have the apocalyptic backstab that everyone was predicting.
We started out by joining our pal Monty in making meanie-faces across the Pacific:
Better the militaristic psychopath that you know, and all that. Over the course of the war, Qin's Caravel tore up Panama's Crab Net's, which sucked. We got back to Friendly with the Aztecs, though, so I'd call it a fair trade.
Louis also roped us into a war with Spain. Isabella had a good run, but she seems to be on the ropes at this point. Apparently, her heretical beliefs (she's Buddhist, most of the world seems to be Jewish), when combined with her naturally charming disposition, seems to have put her at odds with most of the civilized world. As usual.
With Steam Power in hand, a massive public works campaign of Levee-building started up across South America. The Arabs, impressed by the technological acumen exhibited by the Inca, offered to teach us the theoretical underpinnings of science and a brief course in geography in exchange for our more practical know-how:
I, wanting to stir up unrest, also offered Saladin our map, along with a few hundred gold, to act as my proxy in the war with Egypt. We all love Hattie, but, on this map, she needs a good beating every once in a while to keep her in line.
In 1660, I swallowed my pride and sent 75 gold to the Germans in exchange for peace. Did I need peace? Did I fear a fleet of
lederhosen-clad Macemen landing on my shores? Not really, but it seemed that that all of the AIs with the really juicy techs up for trade were the AIs that I was at war with, and Frederick was willing to trade Rifling. Unfortunately, once peace was declared, he apparently changed his mind. Jerk.
20 years later, the nattily-dressed Zheng He was born in Santiago:
He babbled about wanting to go exploring the oceans and spreading trade. I told him to go back to sleep and began starving out the population of Buenos Aires, the next city to spawn a Great Person. At this point, his best use was in a Golden Age, so Zheng needed a buddy.
Meanwhile, across the globe, war continued to rage, led, shockingly, by the Greeks:
As you can also see there, we missed out on the race for the Statue of Liberty. Which was about halfway done in Brasilia. Freakin' English.
By 1700, Frederick was finally willing to talk turkey on just how to set up those grooves on the inside of a gun barrel:
To quote the AIs, it's highway robbery, but we'll take it.
In 1718, Monty had made peace with the Chinese, so I followed suit. In fact, I sued for the end to all of all of our foreign "entanglements" so that I could do this:
Even fake war should now be a thing of the past.
Fittingly, this end to struggle was commemorated by our being the first to Fascism:
I built a War School in Brasilia. They should now be able to pump out units like nobody's business.
In 1754, Incan policies of starvation and oppression of the people of Buenos Aires finally produced just the type of scumbag the empire needed:
He partnered up with the long-dormant Zheng He and ushered in the Second Incan Golden Age.
So that's where I decided to stop. Here's a look at the long-awaited world shots:
As you can see, the Japanese have taken Pearl Harbor! Good for them. More importantly, Paris seems to have passed to the Germans and Madrid... seems to be no more. An interesting map we've got going here.
Anyway, the Domestic Advisor:
And a rare, comprehensive look at the tech board:
Finally, a peek at the Diplomatic Web:
Our military is still no great shakes, but I don't think we have a lot to worry about, unless Monty will break a Defensive Pact and backstab you at Friendly. With the Golden Age running, should we jump to State Property or stay the course?
I look forward to the feedback.
Oh, yeah. The save: