Exactly.
What Lin Bai had been doing all along was setting rules and making laws.
This was his way out of the deadlock.
The system missions forced him to sow chaos in the world. If he ignored the bigger picture and focused solely on strengthening himself, then faced with the established order this world had built over tens of thousands of years, he would someday be unable to protect even himself.
Only by breaking the existing rules and establishing a new order could he bind more groups with shared interests to himself, then get more people to uphold that new order and push him, its founder, into a position of power.
Once that happened, all he had to do was ensure that he possessed formidable strength, and he could sleep soundly without a worry.
Personal charisma might attract a group of supporters, but an order built on institutions and shared interests was more solid.
If he were the world's only transmigrator, this would not have been easy. His plans might have died before they even began. But the players entering the scene as disruptors had created an opportunity for him.
Not to mention his whole collection of systems...
Most importantly, Lin Bai did not need to invent an order from nothing.
He only needed to bring over those mature methods from Earth that benefited him.
That made things much simpler.
Lin Bai explained to everyone the benefits patent law could bring to holders of pill formulas.
Ma Changcheng listened with a deepening frown. Finally, he could not help interrupting Lin Bai. "Alliance Leader, how can pill masters talk of profit at every turn?"
Lin Bai glanced at him and shot back with a single sentence. "If profit doesn't matter, why has the Medicine King Valley kept such a tight