I paid out of my own pocket to build the village's only water pumping station, charging nothing but the basic electricity costs for ten years. All I wanted was to keep the villagers' orchards from dying of thirst during the dry season. But my greedy biological uncle teamed up with a crooked agricultural company to falsely accuse me of stealing electricity, wasting water, and lining my own pockets. They forcibly pressured me into surrendering management control. So I simply signed a liability waiver, removed the core motor that belonged to me, and headed to the outskirts of the city to establish a top-tier, fully automated ecological farm.