Lin Feng closed his eyes and reflected for a moment, then frowned.
To bring this secret art to its utmost potential, he had to concentrate with extreme focus. All his clones would fall asleep.
If something happened to the Ideal Nation while he was asleep, that would be troublesome.
The longer this secret art was maintained, the better its effects.
In other words, it was best to keep it active for a long time without interruption.
Night Walker said, "Disciple, are you worried about the problem of falling asleep?"
Lin Feng nodded. "Exactly. I'm worried that something might happen while I'm asleep."
Dark Night Envoy said, "What could be more important than comprehending Star Martial?
"If you fail to comprehend it, the Ideal Nation you built will vanish into ashes and smoke.
"Comprehending Star Martial is defying the heavens to begin with.
"Across the universe, countless dazzling geniuses have devoted themselves wholeheartedly and still failed to comprehend it.
"If you cannot focus wholeheartedly on comprehension, then you might as well not attempt it. Think of another solution instead."
Lin Feng suddenly saw the light.
After so many years of development, everything in the Ideal Nation had gotten on track and gained its own momentum.
Even if he disappeared for several hundred years, there probably would not be any major problems.
And even if a problem arose, so what?
Once he emerged from seclusion, every problem would be solved as easily as a blade cutting through bamboo.
Lin Feng clasped his fists. "This disciple has learned much!"
The next day, Lin Feng convened a meeting of all senior officials and informed everyone that he would enter seclusion. The initial duration was set at five hundred years.
The Ideal Nation's upper ranks erupted in uproar.
"Nation Lord, if you enter seclusion,