"I don't understand. Why choose Emerald Island?" Chi Mu, the tagalong, had zero awareness of being a third wheel. He chattered nonstop along the way, even more long-winded than Journey to the West's Tang Monk, leaving Yue Yang, who had originally been in quite a good mood, utterly speechless.
"Is Emerald Island not good?" Yue Yang could not help asking.
"Other than the name Emerald Island, I can't think of anything worth mentioning about that godforsaken place where birds wouldn't even shit." Chi Mu was deeply depressed himself.
"They say there are mineral deposits there... Fine, there's nothing there, but that's all right. Mineral deposits aren't what we need most right now." Yue Yang dearly wished he could stuff a ball of cotton into Chi Mu's mouth. This guy had not stopped talking the entire journey, buzzing like a fly. If they were not currently flying through the sky aboard a luxury airship, with nowhere to escape, Yue Yang would have wanted to get far away from this gossiping old biddy.
"No mineral deposits—tsk, tsk, tsk. You make it sound so easy. You finally won the overall championship in the evaluation, yet at the most critical moment, without consulting friends like us who support you, you made such a maddening decision on your own. Honestly, we've been agonizing over your choice for two whole days and still haven't recovered. Why did you have to choose Emerald Island, an overseas island at least two thousand kilometers from the mainland, as your territory? What use is it to build a territory there? Who do you expect to go there and settle down, farm or do business, then pay you taxes? When others choose territory, they wish for the most prosperous place within Human Valley, the closer to a city the better. At