Speaking directly with Meng Chuan, who might be an alien or an immortal, was no small pressure.
With the team behind him unable to offer support, the liaison had to make sure every word he said mattered and could yield useful information for his side.
Most importantly, he could not make Meng Chuan unhappy or stir up any other negative feelings.
"Five years ago..." Meng Chuan shook his head. "I didn't die in an accident. I simply left this world."
"But I still have to thank you for taking care of what I left behind."
When Meng Chuan left, he had only left behind an illusory body. Given enough time, it would have dissipated on its own.
But to humans, it looked like a corpse.
Once his "sudden death" was confirmed, the authorities had handled everything that followed, from cremation to burial, because Meng Chuan had no family here.
Of course, the costs had come out of Meng Chuan's savings...
Whether that had followed the rules or involved the intervention of some outside force, they had at least gone that far for him. From Meng Chuan's perspective, that was already quite good.
At least they hadn't left him a "lonely ghost," had they?
"That's what we should do. We take every citizen seriously," the liaison replied at once.
Meanwhile, the team behind him drew several conclusions from Meng Chuan's words. The most important was his claim that he had left this world.
He had not died, yet he had left this world, and now that he had returned, he possessed all manner of inconceivable abilities.
Without a doubt, this suggested that during the five years Meng Chuan had been gone, he had most likely traveled to another world. Or perhaps a planet somewhere in the universe?
Either way, that single