Jia Yushi laughed heartily. Doing business in this hellhole was not only hard work, but dangerous too.
But you're the biggest headache of all, Old Zhang. That whole mess you stirred up will mean a million-word investigation report for me, maybe even ten million words!!
He also picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and replied, "Whether the fruit had any effect is a high-level secret of the Demon God's Sea United Council. I'm not privy to it either."
"But if you asked them yourself, Mr. Zhang, you might learn something... they're very eager to speak with you directly."
"As for your wish to return to the Demon God's Sea, that wouldn't be difficult." Jia Yushi turned and pointed at a building a hundred meters tall.
"There's a special space-time tunnel in that round building. Just step into the teleportation array, and you can return to the Wanhai Civilization's headquarters."
"Then you can rent a spaceship from the Ten Thousand Seas Civilization and fly back to the Human Civilization. As long as you have money, the Ten Thousand Seas people won't make things difficult for you."
Zhang Ming was a little surprised. That simple?
Jia Yushi ate another piece of fruit and swayed his head. "It's just that once you leave, you might not be able to come back."
"Why?" Zhang Ming asked curiously.
"That space tunnel contains the power of the Demon God [Mo]," he explained. "Long, long ago, large numbers of Divine Men were unwilling to fight the Demon Gods. They would rather flee to the Demon God's Sea than remain in the Burial Realm."
"Completely cutting off their chances of escape was impossible. Forcing them to stay would only have sparked an immediate war and destroyed the entire Burial Realm... so those who wanted to leave