Faced with the thoughts of the many directors, Zhao Fangxu was pondering as well.
It was impossible to simply pretend Lihèn Island did not exist, but they also could not handle things the way Bi Youlong suggested. What would that make Na Du Tong?
Just as Behemoth represented the American government, Na Du Tong might claim it was not a state-owned enterprise, but someone had to believe that claim.
Thus, some things could be discussed in private, but absolutely could not be done. They could not even be said in public.
However, research would be difficult. Unless one joined Lihèn Island, any outsider could remain for at most three days. Those three days were a fixed limit, counted from the day the rule had been established.
Once they had stayed for three full days, they would vanish without any warning. There was currently no way to stop it, nor any way to extend that time limit.
And the miracle that could increase Primordial Qi existed only within Lihèn Island's boundaries.
Were three days enough to research anything?
Of course, aside from scientific methods such as using instruments, there were also more traditional mystical methods. Perhaps sending an extraordinary person with profound cultivation and vast knowledge might yield something within three days.
But that person had to be trustworthy. Otherwise, what if, after three days, they discovered nothing yet could not bear to part with the growth in their Primordial Qi and simply chose to defect?
Several researchers had already chosen to join Lihèn Island during this period.
Thinking of this, Zhao Fangxu sighed.
Originally, the Old Celestial Master would have been the perfect choice. Leaving aside how the two words "Lihèn" in Lihèn Island should now be interpreted, Mount Longhu's thousand-year legacy, the foremost master among Chinese extraordinary people—whether in