The more Meng Chuan reviewed and sorted through Main God Space's affairs, the better he felt.
Good. The Primordial Emperor handled Main God Space's affairs with a steady hand.
"It looks like my plan to push my Other Selves past their limits will succeed before long."
Uncle Meng was delighted that the Primordial Emperor had put so much effort into developing Main God Space.
But when he looked at Luo Feng and remembered that Main God Space still had a freeloader like him, Uncle Meng was less pleased.
If Luo Feng had known what Meng Chuan was thinking, he would certainly have raised the banner of revolt against Main God Space's tyranny.
I'm already giving Main God Space double the rewards, and I'm still a freeloader?!!
Unfortunately, Luo Feng knew nothing of this and was still chatting amiably with Meng Chuan.
"How long are you staying this time, Great Emperor?" Luo Feng asked idly.
He knew Meng Chuan was examining the details of Main God Space.
"A year or two. Not too long."
Luo Feng stared at him for a moment.
Come on, this is the Origin Continent. What can you get done in a year or two?
Before we had Main God's Teleportation Array, even a short trip took me several thousand years at minimum!
Meng Chuan ignored Luo Feng's expression and went on. "Well, that's a year or two in Perfect World."
"In your world's time, I'll be here quite a while."
Given the absurd way time flowed in Luo Feng's world, who knew how many years would pass here during a year or two in Perfect World?
Across all of Hunyuan Space, nothing was cheaper than time. Its flow here was outrageously intense; only the world of Desolate Era could come close.
So Meng Chuan had plenty