"This is the first batch. The rest will take time to gather, and we'll also need a huge amount of funds," Ye Zhen said sincerely.
The foundations of North Sea County were far too weak; this was all the grain he could mobilize.
Besides, Ye Zhen had no shortage of enemies in the Great Zhou Dynasty. There might be no movement now, but that didn't mean those people weren't watching every stir in North Sea County.
Whether it was the Western Patrol's Xio Qiangu, or Princess Ji Yuan, or Duke Tian and his ilk—once Ye Zhen made any move that overstepped the rules, those people would absolutely use the most appropriate means to launch the fiercest attack under Great Zhou's regulations.
So Ye Zhen could only think of ways outside of North Sea County.
However, these words of Ye Zhen's made the expression of Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze suddenly turn cold.
"Divine Envoy Ye, how long exactly do you need? One month, two months, three months, or half a year?"
