As Lin Mo watched everyone sign their confirmation one after another, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Great Xia had, of course, considered the risks.
If every race had a World Tree, the environment of magic elements would improve, their people's talents would gradually improve, and the number of experts would increase in the future.
That would put some pressure on Great Xia.
But the process would not happen overnight.
World Trees needed time to release magic elements.
Changing a race's innate talents would take a generation, or even several generations!
Twenty years at the very least.
Twenty years later, even if the number of Seventh-Order Experts among Terra's various races increased until they were everywhere, so what?
Great Xia could not possibly remain at its current level.
Besides, the Antimatter Bomb had already proved its power.
Seventh Order? They would only be in the same league as that Seventh-Order Demon Venerable. A nuclear bomb could handle them.
Even if an Eighth-Order being emerged, so what? Antimatter bombs could annihilate everything. Hadn't they seen how Great Xia had beaten the Demon God so badly that he still did not dare show himself?
Presumably, as long as the various races were not stupid, they would not entertain the idea of turning against Great Xia.
Conversely, selling reactors would let Great Xia gain even more.
Trade profits were only one part of it.
More importantly, Great Xia could naturally bring its technicians, maintenance systems, monitoring equipment, and standards and regulations into the core territories of the various races.
Wherever there was a World Tree, Great Xia's operations and maintenance personnel would be there.
Wherever those personnel were, Great Xia's communications, canteens, dormitories, medical care, protection, and logistics standards would follow.
This was not simply selling equipment.
This was connecting the various