At this point, someone still stood up to object:
"Why go to India? It's poor and chaotic there, with no resources for development at all. Even raising a little funding is difficult. Unlike here, where it's easy to gather money."
"Comrade, you've made the mistake of craving comfort. If you truly want to organize ordinary people, you have to go to the poorest places. The poorer the place, the greater the fighting strength. And going to India means relying on our own strength to obtain otherworldly species. Causing trouble in the Eastern Continent and trying to force the Patrol Division to help Miken achieve shared ownership of otherworldly species—that is a childish and ridiculous idea, an idea of getting something for nothing. The two are fundamentally different," Liu Jian said seriously.
Wenren Sheng was greatly comforted. This troublesome student of his had finally matured completely.
In the end, those people decided to discuss it further.
Liu Jian was not disappointed. He simply went outside for a smoke.
He had not smoked before. It seemed he really had changed quite a bit.
Wenren Sheng appeared before him.
"Teacher, why are you here?" After his surprise, Liu Jian was somewhat moved. His teacher must have been worried about him and had come to check on him again.
Where else could he find a teacher like this? He was practically no worse than a real father.
"I came to see you." Naturally, Wenren Sheng could not immediately tell him that he wanted him to risk his life. He had to ease into it before saying something like that.
The two chatted nonsense for a while and talked about recent events. Wenren Sheng naturally steered the conversation toward Blood Island.
Of course, he dressed it up in righteous words, saying that such a massive