Balz might or might not be a true demon. Makuli had no idea.
But Balz was indeed a demon. He had given Makuli many things he could not refuse, and had also made him realize that it would be "very difficult to go back."
Return to the life he had once lived? Even without anyone doing anything to him, he could destroy himself.
In the end, he accepted all of Balz's goodwill: women, a house, money, and the offer to fulfill any request he might make.
All he had to do was hand some things over to Balz while allowing him to extract his blood and some cells for research.
"So you solved all those problems with a little money?"
The Vice President watched as Balz returned to the office. Balz held a drink from another planet and took a sip. "He's just a small fry. He didn't need anything too extraordinary."
"People only feel their own insignificance the moment they break out of their planet, because they've freed themselves from the limitations of their past understanding."
"It's the same for him. He's no longer the person he used to be. Everything he has seen and experienced is entirely new and far beyond the past. He can't go back."
"He realized that too. Besides, we have some potions he needs."
The Vice President nodded slightly. "It seems that even they can't offset the problems caused by the potions' side effects. I'm not sure whether that's good news or bad news."
The good news was that if the method of using this potion to make organs lose their functions could be extracted separately, it would become the most terrifying poison.
The bad news was that after years of research and investment, they still could not see any returns.
Balz then took