Being Considerate

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"What?!"

The God of Wisdom could hardly believe what he had just heard.

Originally, seeing that the other party had brought three Saints with him, he had considered offering some VIP service and personally accompanying him throughout the transaction.

In his view, the other party was probably just preparing for a rainy day, making arrangements in advance for the future.

After all, the long lives of gods required them to possess sufficient foresight.

In theory, gods had no upper limit to their lifespans, but there were two forms of wear upon their wills. One was the most common poison of faith, while the other was the Stellar Will, known only to a rare few.

Yet while suffering this wear, gods also possessed powerful self-repair abilities. So long as they maintained the balance, there would be no problem.

Otherwise, sooner or later, they would descend into madness and even fall into the abyss, becoming an unconscious Abyss Demon God.

It was precisely for this reason that Prati had opened up a sanctuary zone in the Land of Gods, allowing it to maintain an endless stream of lucrative business aimed at gods. Though the Prati King of Gods might not be much stronger than the other stellar rulers around the galaxy's outskirts, his status was in no way comparable to theirs.

Many gods would take the initiative to come knocking, willing to offer all kinds of terms.

To put it bluntly, if this customer had enough demands, wanted enough land, insisted on a good location, and wanted a long-term lease, he might even have to pay a Saint behind him!

That was the value of being the landlords of the Land of Gods.

Of course, this was also the value of a True God-level Saint.

But in the end, the other