Starforge.

That settled it.

Chen Fan stretched his limbs and walked toward the Teleportation Formation in the distance. At first, he had simply thought himself into a corner.

This had to be blamed on Mr. Na.

Mr. Na's expression had completely thrown him off, so he had not considered this possibility at all in the beginning.

This fully proved that panic was an emotion that spread and infected people with astonishing ease.

"Uh..."

At the Northbank Defense Line, Mr. Na hesitated. "So... it actually doesn't have that much of an impact?"

"There is some impact, but not much."

Chen Fan gazed at the azure sea in the distance and said softly, "For the Mortal Domain, we need to develop two 'Gold Grade Buildings' to advance to a Fifth-Level Continent. At present, the Research and Development Department hasn't produced any substantive results, so the exact difficulty is still unknown."

"But advancing to a Fifth-Level Continent will probably be something for decades from now."

"That's too far away."

"When the carriage reaches the mountain, there'll be a road ahead. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Mr. Na let out a long sigh of relief and patted his chest. "Good, good. As long as nothing's wrong. Well, I'll get back to work."

Chen Fan looked in Mr. Na's direction, his expression faintly puzzled.

Get back to work?

What could a Heavenly Dao possibly have to do?

Aside from wandering all over the Eternal Night Continent every day in search of delicacies, what else was there? And hadn't he just eaten? Could he really eat another meal?

Oh, perhaps he really could.

After all, the Heavenly Dao did not need to eat. It was purely satisfying his appetite. For something that had lived for so long and had only just gained a physical