Time flowed chaotically in the Twisted Nether, completely severed from the real world. If one's true body entered it, returning could cause a mismatch with the time flow of their original world.
This caught Evenson by surprise. And the thought that, if he had maintained the connection to his body and entered the void in the form of a thought-body, powerful and intelligent demons could have traced that connection to discover the coordinates of his world made him break out in a cold sweat afterward.
Fortunately, Hailmondas had been stupid, so those serious consequences had not come to pass. Besides, the Fel Scar Rift had now been conquered and completely transported into the universe where he was. Evenson felt that he probably would not enter the Twisted Nether again in the future.
Evenson shook his head and let out a long breath. "You said some things happened while I was gone. What were they?"
"Mostly company matters." Saloras spoke indifferently. "There have recently been some obstacles to the company's development, so we've had to make some adjustments to our business strategy."
"Something changed? Did those capitalists go back on their word?" Before Evenson entered the Twisted Nether, the company had been doing perfectly well. They had even just held their first board meeting, brought in several wealthy financial families, and those families had shown great interest in the company's various projects, expressing their willingness to invest.
Of course, the investments were to be made in stages. The prospects described by the company were simply too grand. Even for financial families like theirs, producing enough money all at once to support such a massive plan would be difficult.
Moreover, they had remained cautious about whether future developments would truly proceed according to the company's script. Thus, they had chosen the safer