That day, under Leo's leadership, the drafting and signing of the convention lasted an entire day and night.
From their initial confusion to their later enthusiastic participation, everyone seemed to have undergone a baptism and emerged transformed.
They increasingly understood what the word "nation" meant, and finally realized that these legal provisions were inseparably connected to their own lives.
Thus, as things progressed, the convention's clauses became more detailed, and the debates grew more heated.
If Leo had not been there to keep things fair, the Shandians and Sky Islanders would probably have come to blows by now.
The more they haggled over every last detail, the more Leo watched them with a benevolent, aunt-like smile, clearly pleased by this.
In fact, it was not only the Shandians and Sky Islanders. The newly joined members of the Pirate Revolutionary Army also envied their fervor.
Because they did not even qualify to take part.
Leo had originally intended to turn this place into a major logistical base, continuously bringing in orphans from around the world for training and development. This would serve as the foundation for future dominance, a revolutionary stronghold that would constantly nurture new revolutionary fighters.
There was nothing wrong with doing that.
But now, he had an even loftier goal and idea.
The original plan did not need to be abandoned.
But he could first establish an ideal land and let these Pirate Revolutionary Army members, who still did not understand what they were fighting toward, see what their ultimate goal was.
It was like piloting a special economic zone.
Leo minimized outside influences as much as possible. Other than trade, exchanges of goods, and meeting each side's supply needs, he would not interfere too much. Yet from the very beginning, the establishment of this country was completely