Lynch was speaking passionately among the crowd. Not far away, several young people with a completely different demeanor from others were observing Lynch.

If one must define their difference... perhaps others were like a lump of shit, while they were a piece of stone.

Character is indeed a difficult thing to describe; many people don't even believe in its existence, yet it is a real presence.

Two brothers who look nearly alike, one wealthy, one poor, stand before you simultaneously. Even without them saying a word, you have a good chance of guessing who is the wealthy one.

A person's character is a comprehensive display from the inside out, these young men exude a certain firmness, a certain hardness, their gaze isn't lost like others amidst a dim life without direction.

"What do you all think?" a young man with some status in the group suddenly asked, as the others clustered around him, indicating his special status, "of this foreigner."

He was referring to Lynch. In fact, the question just shouted by those around him was instigated by him, with a mocking expression aimed at Lynch a moment ago.

In his eyes, Lynch was just a foreigner putting on a show. He did more than other foreigners, but it was all a facade.

His perception wasn't mature enough, which led him to question why Lynch only donated goods and not money.

But Lynch's answer made him suddenly feel a bit embarrassed, and only then he realized the wisdom behind the statement.

He even dared to say, if Lynch donated a large sum of money publicly to the orphanage now, by nightfall, there would be swarms of thieves, robbers, bandits looking for that money here.

In the process of searching for the money, killing a defenseless lady director and some panicked screaming children would be trivial.

From this perspective, Lynch seemed more thoughtful than he did, which caused him to harbor some inexplicable fondness for Lynch.

Another young man standing to the left of the leader's expression hardened, "He's no different from those other foreigners; they're all foreigners."

"We're so poor here, do you think he and those others genuinely want to help us?", shaking his head, "No, they're just here to plunder our wealth, just like those people before!"

Then another young man scoffed, "What do you have worth plundering?"

"Your rotten shoes?"

"Or your ragged clothes?"

The two young men began to argue quietly, neither able to provide compelling words or evidence to convince the other, as the front one merely stared at Lynch from afar.

They were also young men, one had already... acquired considerable wealth and status, while the other struggled in the mud, trying to stand up. People shouldn't be compared to each other, it can drive one crazy.

Simultaneously, a spark reignited within him; if it weren't for Nagariel's system, if it weren't for the greed of those in power, maybe the country wouldn't be like this.

That's precisely why he and more people unite together, their reason and purpose is to overthrow this decayed world and establish a government and country that serves people's interests.

"Let's go, there's nothing exciting to see..." he led the departure, while his two partners were still arguing, their content had shifted from their attitude towards foreigners to certain things they disliked about each other.

The leading young man wasn't disheartened or daunted, instead he was somewhat exhilarated, after all, wasn't he as young as others? Would he be inferior to others?

Lynch's charity event finally concluded amid applause from the people, originally intending to adopt a child—which sounded a bit surprising, given his young age.

This move of adoption would accelerate people's acceptance of him, because he would have a child from Nagariel.

Such a mindset is actually a strange phenomenon, one people aren't sure how it works, but it certainly plays an important role.

Foreigners like Mr. Simon relied on having a child with Nagariel heritage to smoothly integrate into this society, at least superficially.

People believed that after he died, his inheritance would become Nagariel's wealth. Perhaps holding this thought, people treated such individuals with great tolerance.

Lynch didn't want to marry yet, and certainly didn't want his first wife to be from Nagariel.

Certainly, he held no disdain towards Nagariel people, he didn't discriminate against anyone, he just didn't like the cumin smell.

Ultimately, he gave up; those little coal balls weren't very cute, and he had no time to care for them now.

A bit later, Lynch met Nell.

Nell had arrived roughly a month earlier to begin preparations, commanding a team of construction workers. While big tasks weren't feasible, preparatory work wasn't a problem.

Nell didn't display the despair he had in the Federation previously, where he felt the sky was falling.

He even felt Lynch was punishing him for his mental betrayal by sending him to this godforsaken place!

Back in the Federation, Nell had a "girlfriend"; they hadn't progressed much, though occasionally shared ambiguous interactions during the day.

Lynch knew about it but didn't interfere with his parents' lives, understanding well that his father wasn't a "good person."

He carried the common traits that most men of that era possessed—masculine chauvinism.

When in absolute power, he was the hardest to deal with in the family, projecting his displeasures onto his wife. Over the years, Serra hasn't necessarily been happy.

Marriage is the pursuit of happiness for those with wealth and status, for the poor it is merely a means to get by.

Women need a man to work, earn money, and support them, while men hope for a meal upon returning home from tiring work, and a hot, free body at night.

As for children, they're merely the result of not affording contraception, and also the basic responsibility in society—the duty of populating.

As Lynch grew prosperous, and Nell found wealth himself, their life with Serra became more "harmonious."

They had somewhat drifted apart; Serra mingled in their community's small society, trying to be a "madam," hoping to reclaim what fate once challenged her.

She engaged in various activities, getting her hair done with other ladies, shopping, reading magazines, and attending aerobics, she integrated into the community and larger society more easily than Lynch imagined.

Nell flirted with his little secretary all day, occasionally taking advantage of small opportunities. During their race to wealth, their life paths diverged completely, without intersecting points.

Thus, Lynch didn't intervene in their lives, not demanding of them an affectionate display given he provided them with wealth and material; that would be truly cruel.

Currently, the situation is slightly improved, Lynch's only request is that if Nell truly decides to part ways with Serra, he must handle all before living together with his girlfriend, whether new or otherwise, including having children.

According to Federation law, an extramarital child conceived during an unresolved divorce possesses partial inheritance rights to the family estate.

In other words, extramarital children during marriage possess legal rights to family inheritance, pushed into legislation by feminist organizations...

If Nell had a child now, that child could even inherit Lynch's wealth!

So Lynch absolutely forbids this from happening; Nell must divorce, then Lynch can become an independent natural person without property division issues, allowing Nell to have more children.

Overall, this family was somewhat troublesome.

After over a month apart, upon meeting again, Nell was no longer mourning like last time; he appeared to be getting along well here.

Lynch tossed him a cigarette, Nell said thank you, then naturally lit it up, took a drag, "I've prepared; when do we start?"

Lynch sat beside him, "Once we recruit more people, but you can start preparing first."

"First, we need a cement factory, it's unrealistic to continuously ship cement from the Federation, transportation costs are too high."

"Then we need to secure several resource mines that produce cement-making materials, all necessary production equipment should also be prepared, once we begin production, we won't stop."

In fact, transporting cement from within the country isn't impossible. Though costs would increase, these aren't significant issues. Lynch has ways to lobby Congress to legislate export subsidies for these infrastructure goods.

Moreover, other United Development Company shareholders would cooperate with Lynch, from certain aspects, such legislation is meaningful to the Federation itself.

But after all, it's too far, money won't be lost, but what about time?

It's better to manufacture locally, though slower, direct availability makes it more expedient than shipping from the homeland.

Furthermore, Nagariel needs development; their treaty with the Federation included clauses where Federation merchants assist in establishing factories, achieving a certain industrial basis, with Nagariel not taxing these factories.

After a certain number of years, federations would completely transfer factory ownership to designated teams or individuals in Nagariel, including their unified government.

Therefore, establishing local factories offers more benefits!

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