It’s been a hundred years… That is to say, there are still a hundred and fifty years remaining…

Qin Ye rubbed his chin as he mused in thought - Would a hundred and fifty years be sufficient?

Would it be sufficient to round the bend and overtake the other vehicles that are in the lead right now?

In other words, he essentially had a hundred and fifty years to expand Hell across all nine million six hundred thousand square kilometers that Cathay spanned across. Furthermore, he would have to establish an undefeatable army and a strong economy so that Hell wouldn’t fall prey to the other underworlds as soon as their protective barrier vanishes. The fleeting thought of a coalition of underworlds rushing straight towards Hell instantly sent chills down Qin Ye’s spine!

Qin Ye tapped the table gently. After a long time, he finally murmured, “There’s no hope unless we can establish the trading port.”

Economy was the cornerstone of any powerful nation. Without money, everything they did would be no different from empty talk. Although their harvest this time was plentiful, it had to be said that such a harvest was only due to the imperial court meeting that occurred only once every fifty years. Besides… a harvest worth ten billion Yin spirit stones?

Cathay’s gross domestic product was in the region of trillions a year. This was hardly a drop in the ocean.

“Your Majesty is right.” Yu Qian nodded deeply, “The memorandum of understanding inked between the new Hell and Liu Yu sets a time limit of two years for the commencement of sea trade. If we can’t meet that timeline, the amount of damages...