"As you expected, Mister had prepared a way to deal with the Indian Descendants long ago!" An Shunwang said to Old Huo. "But doesn't that method undermine his foundation?"
Old Huo smiled when he heard this. "After he took office as the leader of America, isn't undermining his foundation just standard procedure?"
"But why?" An Shunwang asked humbly.
"Because from beginning to end, he's just a petty merchant, and petty merchants only have the mindset of small capital..." Old Huo sneered. "Tell me, why do you think he introduced a policy allowing unlimited population growth and stood by while Private Factions expanded?"
"He said... he didn't want to suppress the players' potential?" An Shunwang said hesitantly.
"Bullshit!" Old Huo cursed bluntly. "Do you think he has that kind of broad-mindedness?"
"Then why?"
"Of course it was for his own family!" Old Huo sneered. "How long is a city lord's term? One hundred years. That sounds like a long time, but compared to the lifespan and potential of Gene Bodies, it actually isn't long at all. According to the data, as long as an ordinary person worked hard to evolve, living for one or two thousand years would be perfectly possible. As a city lord with sufficient resources, he would still have over a thousand years to live after his term ended. What do you think he would do after stepping down?"
"A Private Lord?" An Shunwang suddenly seemed to understand.
"Hmph... At least you're not stupid..." Old Huo nodded. "He lifted the population restrictions to create a sufficiently powerful advantage for his family—powerful enough that even after he stepped down, the next city lord wouldn't be able to threaten his family. That was his true objective. To achieve it, the first thing he had to do was obtain the city