For other transmigrators, they all have cheat systems. As long as they silently think “system,” they can call up various data panels at a glance.

However, even without the aid of a cheat system, Charles Warren is no longer afraid. With the experience of Sixth Uncle David Warren, he gradually discovered that compared to the “natives” of this world, he has a huge advantage in vision and thinking.

For example, in terms of cultural knowledge, before transmigrating, he was just an ordinary graduate from a second-tier university, working a few years at a regular job. On Earth, he was just an inconspicuous member of the vast crowd.

Leaving aside kindergarten, there were six years of elementary school, six years of middle and high school, and four years of university! That’s sixteen years of systematic, specialized study, covering literature, music, language, philosophy, astronomy, geography, history, politics, as well as math, physics, chemistry, computer science, and so on.

Most of this knowledge may have already settled into the depths of his memory, but it’s precisely this vast amount of knowledge—much of which he can’t recall immediately—that gives Charles Warren a unique and superior perspective and logical thinking compared to the natives.

In addition, before transmigrating, all kinds of web novels, short videos, and information had proliferated to the extreme. With a swipe of the phone, day turned to night, and another swipe, night turned to day.

Every day, some strange new bits of knowledge would quietly accumulate.

“Maybe this is my cheat,” Charles Warren muttered, his eyes shining. “As for the system panel, that’s not hard to solve. At most, I’ll just build a homemade panel that I’ll need to update and maintain myself.”

For the panel model, he could just refer to some of the third-rate construction simulation online games he’d played.

But before building the panel, he still needed to personally get a deep understanding of the entire family structure and specific details. Although he had merged with his predecessor’s memories, the predecessor was only eighteen years old.

Most of his time had been spent studying and cultivating, so his understanding of family affairs was very shallow.

He only knew that the family’s most important pillar industries were three farms: “Fenggu Farm,” “Xingsheng Farm,” and “Xinmao Silkworm Farm.” The importance of these three farms to the family far exceeded that of industries like the fishing team.

The harvest of each farm was extremely important to the family, so currently, all three farms were managed by three experienced elders of the Xiao generation.

Today, Charles Warren decided to first visit the nearby Fenggu Farm, which was managed and guarded by Elder James Warren of the Xiao generation.

“George Warren, prepare the carriage.” Once Charles Warren made up his mind, he gave the order.

George Warren responded and hurried off to make preparations.

Charles Warren, unhurried, walked toward the main gate, his mind constantly turning over matters related to Fenggu Farm. Just as he reached the central courtyard, he heard a lively girl’s voice greet him: “Hello, Fourth Brother.”

Charles Warren turned to look and saw two girls, one older and one younger, standing not far away. The older one was in her prime, dressed in light blue activewear, and quite pretty.

The younger one looked about eleven or twelve, with her hair in pigtails, also dressed up nicely. But because she was shy, she hid behind the older girl, yet couldn’t help peeking curiously at Charles Warren.

What was unusual was that both girls carried oddly shaped, heavy-looking large boxes on their backs. Each also held a sword, looking as if they were about to go out.

“So it’s Fourth Sister Olivia and Fifth Sister Julia.” Charles Warren recognized them at a glance and greeted them with a smile. “You both look very nice today. Are you heading out?”

The older one was named Olivia Warren, now seventeen. The younger was Julia Warren, only twelve. Like Charles Warren, they were both seventh-generation descendants of Ancestor Zhouxuan.

The women of the Xuanwu family were different from those in ancient China. Although their ultimate fate was still arranged marriage, before marriage they had considerable autonomy. Like the men, they received quality education, cultivated, and could even participate in managing family businesses.

“Fourth Brother.” Olivia Warren gave another polite bow, a flash of surprise in her eyes. “The farm is about to harvest, and Grandpa is busy and can’t come home. I’m taking Julia to visit him.”

In Olivia Warren’s impression, Fourth Brother Charles Warren had always been rather serious. When siblings met, at most they’d exchange a quick greeting before hurrying off—never had he praised them so warmly like today.

Charles Warren recalled that Olivia Warren and Julia Warren were granddaughters of Elder Fourth Grandpa James Warren. Their father was the fourth of the Ding generation, Robert Warren, but Fourth Uncle Robert Warren had passed away five years ago.

The Wang family’s male generational order is: Yu, Chen, Qiong, Xiao, Ding, Shou, Zong, Shi, with no distinction between direct and collateral lines. Charles Warren’s father, Henry Warren, is the fifth of the sixth-generation Ding generation, and Charles Warren is the fourth of the seventh-generation Shou generation males. However, both Henry Warren and Charles Warren are of the direct bloodline, while the others are collateral.

The Wang family’s female generational order is: Zhu, Long, Ling, Zhen, Liu, Luo, Li, Ying. For example, the current family pillar, Ancestor Lillian Warren, is the only living third-generation ancestor in the family.