Dressed as a Humble Craftsman, I Worked My Way up to the Point Where I Dominate the World

>[No system + hard-core farming + counterattack by craftsmen + fighting between poor families + border hegemony + conspiracy] > >Shen Yan died once. When he opened his eyes again, he became the meanest craftsman servant in the northern border of Daliang - the lowest class in the world. >Escape from home and behead. If the city wall collapses, he will be punished with death. The daughter-in-law assigned by the government will quit as soon as she wants to, and if she quits, she will be sold into the market. >Everyone in the city laughed: What kind of flowers can a humble person make in this life? >Shen Yan squatted down and grabbed a handful of mud. >Mixed with lime and glutinous rice slurry - the wall he built cannot be penetrated by a shovel or broken down by a wooden mallet. >"Shen's wall cannot collapse." >From a wall to a watershed and a mill; from a humble servant to the most powerful boss in the clouds to the pillar of a feudal lord and the commander of his army. >Others rely on ancestral rules to survive, while he relies on trial, measurement, and an account. >At first he just wanted to live. But the world doesn't allow it - then protect one person, protect a group of people, and finally hold up the collapsed sky, inch by inch. >So what if you come from the lowest background? >In this life, he will work until he becomes the most powerful person in the world.