"I think not all Longevity Races were that inefficient. The sea demons were pretty quick."
The Demon Emperor offered an example.
As one of Origin Mall's star customer groups, the sea demons were known to everyone. Those carefree Deep Sea Salted Fish spent their days without a worry, yet they acted with remarkable speed.
Take the ranking of death methods circulated only among sea demons—the frequency of its updates could hardly be called slow.
They acted on every whim; the personalities of those deep-sea beauties had left a deep impression on everyone.
"Those saltwater fish are special. They can only be considered an exception." Luo Chuan waved his hand, unconvinced by the Demon Emperor's argument.
"The Royal Family of Beasts is also a Longevity Race, and we're quite efficient." The Demon Emperor used himself as an example.
Facts were powerful, and Luo Chuan had no way to refute him.
As fellow members of the Longevity Races, the Demon Emperor could not stand the Frost Elves' way of life.
"And Boss, you don't know this, but those Frost Elves do keep watch on Tianlan Continent. Guess how often they observe it and gather information?" The Demon Emperor deliberately kept him in suspense.
"Five years? Or ten?"
Five years was a little short, while ten years sounded about right.
"Neither." The Demon Emperor shook his head and stopped wasting time. "It's a hundred years."
"How much?" Luo Chuan wondered whether he had misheard.
"Every hundred years, they send high-ranking priests out of the Northernmost Ice Field to Tianlan Continent to collect information on the various races. Before long, it'll be time for them to set out again."
Luo Chuan gained an entirely new understanding of the Frost Elves' sense of time.
Of course, under normal circumstances, this approach was not entirely without