"Relying on heaven, earth, or the authorities is useless! We can only rely on ourselves!" Li Haiyun shouted at the people in the schoolhouse.
"Rely on ourselves? Other than a bit of strength, we've got nothing," some of the adults said, shaking their heads.
"As long as everyone comes together, we can solve anything!" Li Haiyun encouraged them.
"No, this won't work. The gentry hate it most when villagers gather together. They'll definitely accuse us of plotting rebellion. A few people from the neighboring village went west to dig coal, and that mine gets shut down every other day," someone else said, shaking his head. "And who's going to feed us? We're people who go hungry the moment we stop working. We can't afford to rest even for a day."
The schoolhouse filled with sighs.
Zhao Han shook her head slightly at this.
She recalled the earlier Civilization evolution.
Liu Jian had also started with a farmers' association, but he had a huge sum of money backing him, and he himself was an Otherworldly User, with force on his side from the very beginning.
Compared to Liu Jian, Li Haiyun had started in hell, while the other had come with a beginner's gift pack.
Starting a project required seed money.
Especially for Li Haiyun, who was attempting something no one had ever done throughout history. The investment required would be even greater.
Just like now—if they were to work together, never mind wages, who would feed them? Zhao Han thought about it and decided she would be the investor herself...
Otherwise, Li Haiyun of East Sea Village would most likely end in failure.
Li Haiyun was at a complete loss after hearing this.
After all, he was only a youth in his teens. Though his experiences had made him mature