At this moment, in Lin Yuan's dormitory, the Myriad Demon King was helping Lin Yuan handle administrative affairs.
Recently, Lin Yuan had also begun trying to get involved in some of the Federation's governmental affairs.
Of course, because of his age, Lin Yuan was currently more of an adviser, offering suggestions and the like. Actually putting them into practice still required the help of technical bureaucrats.
The Myriad Demon King had governed Elf Star for ten thousand years, maintained friendly relations with the Federation all along, and never lost the sovereignty of the Soul Beast clan. There was no one more suitable than him.
Lin Yuan looked sympathetically at the Myriad Demon King's increasingly dark eye circles.
"The Federation has already begun a regional war with the Longma Galaxy, and the battlefield is actually near the Sky Control Clan?"
Lin Yuan frowned tightly as he looked through the file.
"Big brother? Big brother?"
Just then, the Little Dragon God's voice repeatedly rang out, instantly pulling Lin Yuan from his thoughts.
"Oh, Xuanyu." Lin Yuan looked smilingly at the Little Dragon God seated across from him on the sofa. "What were you saying just now?"
The Little Dragon God froze. Seeing that Lin Yuan did not seem the least bit happy about completing his Four-Word Battle Armor, he felt somewhat dejected, but still smiled.
"Big brother, I was asking what your Battle Armor domain is."
"Oh, that." Lin Yuan suddenly understood.
Just then, the Myriad Demon King stood up, a professional smile appearing on his pale face. "Do you need me to step out?"
"That won't be necessary."
Lin Yuan set down the file in his hand.
"My Battle Armor domain..." Lin Yuan considered it, then shook his head honestly. "To be frank, I don't know yet."
"Huh?" The Little Dragon