But now, Astra had basically handed him a critical illness notice. He knew that no matter what he did, he was dead.
The mindset that had always calculated efficiency and gains and losses suddenly let go after hearing that.
Li Aoz bit down on a straw and lounged in the shade beneath a bench. It really was peaceful, like an old grandpa.
Either way led to death. The matters on Dragon Island were more or less settled, and others were searching for the blueprints of the Infinite Dragon Demon Set. Before that... forget it, Dragon Island was a dead end too.
Then what was he still working so hard for?
Once he had some free time, Li Aoz realized that Dragon Island was actually quite nice. Of all the different cities, countries, and civilizations he had experienced, Dragon Island really was the most suitable place to settle down.
No need to mention the Four Nations of Azure Planet. If their tech tree fell even a little short, they became death zones.
The environment of the Crystal Tower was nice and relatively prosperous, but the academic atmosphere was far too intense. Its competitive grind was practically the Star Abyss's Little Jiangsu—completely unsuitable for an idiot like Li Aoz.
The Empire, the Holy Temple, and the corporations each had their own problems. Their benefits were decent, but with Li Aoz's status, he would not be treated badly anywhere. He simply did not agree with their narratives, creeds, or codes of conduct.
He counted as a prince in Oshulia, but the infrastructure there was outrageously terrible. Even he did not want to live there.
After looking around, Dragon Island not only had an exceptionally favorable natural environment, but also possessed deep foundations accumulated over thousands of years. As a city of Long-lived Species,