That settled it.
Chen Fan stretched his limbs and walked toward the nearby teleportation formation. The main problem was that he had gotten himself thinking along the wrong lines at the start.
Mr. Na was to blame for that.
The look on Mr. Na's face had kept him from even considering this possibility.
It was ample proof that panic was an emotion that spread all too easily.
"Uh..."
At the Northbank Defense Line, Mr. Na asked hesitantly, "So... it won't actually have much of an impact?"
"A little, but not much."
Looking out at the azure sea, Chen Fan said softly, "For the Mortal Domain, we need to develop two gold-grade buildings
"before we can advance to a fifth-level continent. Right now, the Research and Development Department hasn't produced any concrete results, so we don't know how difficult it will be."
"But advancing to a fifth-level continent is probably decades away."
"That's too far off."
"We'll find a way when we get there. We can worry about it then."
Mr. Na let out a long breath and patted his chest. "As long as everything's fine. That's a relief. Well, I'll get back to work, then."
Chen Fan looked in Mr. Na's direction, faintly puzzled.
Back to work?
What work could a Heavenly Dao possibly have?
Other than wandering around the Eternal Night Continent every day looking for good food, what else could he do? Besides, hadn't he just eaten? Could he really eat another meal?
Oh, he probably could.
After all, a Heavenly Dao did not need to eat. It was purely to satisfy his appetite. For someone who had lived for ages and only just gained a physical body, even eating dirt might seem pretty good.
He shook his head and thought no more of it.
Instead, he headed