Either those of servile status became fuel, or everyone did...
Lin Ke suddenly felt shaken.
Ever since he had first arrived, Lin Ke had felt deeply uncomfortable.
Because he was of servile status, all he received day after day was injustice.
More importantly, it went against the ideals of his previous life.
In his previous life, only the capitalists outside could run rampant enough to block the paths of advancement.
But where he had lived, there had been a road to the heavens that people could climb.
As long as people had ability, talent, and determination, there had been plenty of examples of one generation surpassing three.
But what about now?
Forget becoming officials-those of servile status could not even hope to be treated as equals.
And in his previous life?
Whether you were the child of a beggar, a farmer, or a scrap collector, as long as you said you attended Tsinghua, Peking, Jiaotong, or Fudan, people would absolutely see you in a different light. They would never look down on you.
Pang Zhongwang, Wei Shen, and many others were all examples of that.
Just as Lin Ke had said.
He had read books and received an education.
He knew what the dark dynasties of the past had been like, and he had also lived through the days when the beacon's radiance flooded the world.
That was why he understood all the more the greatness and awe of the red sun rising.
"If it were up to me, I would be willing to seek a breakthrough alongside the people of the Great Wei Sacred Dynasty, rather than sacrifice a tiny minority for the sake of the majority... besides, those of servile status are hardly a tiny minority."
Lin Ke's voice was firm.
"Good!" Li Chungang smiled and stroked his