God Emperor of Fate's gaze was distant and hazy. "Mysterious Fate-less One, how long can you keep hiding? Heh heh."
In New City, Old Man Li sat before his own door.
Watching several little children play and roughhouse in the alley, his wrinkled face was full of smiles.
Twenty years had already passed since he came here, and his family could be said to have branched out and flourished.
For every additional person in a household, they could receive a plot of farmland.
Under such an incentivizing policy, New City's population had increased tenfold in twenty years.
Half of them had even moved out of the city, establishing villages in various places, guarding the fields allotted to them and living richly satisfying lives.
Old Man Li was one of them as well, except it was his children who had gone out, while he himself remained in the city.
The little children were all his grandsons, and he wanted to send them to school.
In the future, they might secure some minor official post in the city and completely break away from the peasant class.
New City was a strange place. Anyone could study, but studying merely gave one more chances to rise; some people would still farm the land.
Old Man Li took two puffs from his pipe, smacking his lips, while the shrewdness of a commoner glinted in his aged eyes.
"Either way, we have to give it a try. Even if they can't get some official position, having a way out is enough."
Li Qing's Divine Body silently watched the ever-growing grotto-heaven, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Very good. Two hundred thousand people is already enough to support the incarnations' stable use of their power."
A mass of sequence power appeared in his hand as he