After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 397 - 39: You two are living together now?!

"Bloodline Awakening? Each race had different ways to deal with Bloodline Awakening, but they were mostly similar."

The Starlight Body answered Yila’s question calmly, sitting across from Yila and said, "Generally speaking, there were two solutions: one was to interrupt the Awakening, and the other was to let it proceed."

"The forr could recover quickly, while the latter would take so ti. But mostly, it could be made safe by *eating sothing specific*... This was summarized between races, belonging to their wisdom."

Yila opened his mouth slightly...

"However, I didn’t know what a dragon needed to eat."

Before Yila could ask further, the Starlight Body continued, "Regardless of the solution, I didn’t know exactly what to eat."

*Wasn’t that the sa as not saying anything...*

Yila thought, the only thing he knew was that it was indeed necessary to go to the Dragon Realm now and understand things clearly. Originally, he planned to go with Satan Ye after arranging things in the Main Plane.

"I understood, thanks."

Yila said, preparing to spread his wings and directly go to the Silver Moon Tree Court, then teleport to the Dragon Realm from the World Tree’s Dragon Branch... But the Starlight Body stopped him—

"Wait a minute, there’s sothing important concerning the next calamity... Millen once again prophesied the next calamity, which was an unknown calamity to ."

Staring at the Starlight Body, Yila hesitated before sitting down again. He looked at the piles of books around him and asked, "So, where is Mille Milyan now?"

*Since there was intelligence about the next calamity, it would be good to listen...*

"Handling matters in the theocratic country... But Millen’s words were simple; I could briefly convey them to you."

Explaining, the Starlight Body gathered Mana in his hands. Blue-purple flas appeared and he said, "Burning blue-purple flas filled the vision... just like this."

The way Mana directly ford an image was indeed impressive.

"What did this signify? The world was going to get hotter?"

With Yila’s questioning, the Starlight Body shook his head... he didn’t know either.

Like Yila, the aning was uncertain.

In this aspect, Yila and she were on the sa page regarding intelligence... Which ant they knew nothing, even though the information suggested as much, they were still uncertain of what it represented.

"Well, even with this knowledge, I couldn’t do anything... let’s wait and see..."

Yila sighed, quickly spreading Tipcapu’s wings and disappearing from the theocratic country’s study... Blue-purple flas? A completely unknown calamity.

But knowing it in advance was always good.

— Yila’s body divider line —

"Knock knock~"

"..."

"Co in, just leave it by the window."

Responding to the window-knocking sound, Raphael said while holding a cross in her hands, kneeling on a soft cushion... Then she opened her eyes to see a drone knocking at the window.

A bag hung below the drone...

With Raphael’s permission, the drone used its chanical arm to unlock the window and placed the plastic bag by the window, just as Raphael instructed.

Then, the drone quickly flew away...

The convenience of this world exceeded everyone’s imagination; those who entered Yila’s body... already knew their situation, aware they were in Yila’s soul.

Interestingly enough, almost no one complained about being contained within Yila’s body, unable to reincarnate... even if they didn’t know about the World Tree’s anomaly at that ti.

*After all, this world was truly comfortable... With resources almost at the level of "enough to waste," no oppression or obvious class differences existed.*

*Over such a long ti, whether it was Raphael, Tipcapu, or others who ca into Yila’s soul due to death, they had already begun adapting to this world’s beauty.*

*They also understood that this was the world Yila intended to create.*

...

Dividing four waterlons among four people was relatively simple... Dividing a hundred waterlons among a hundred people would present various issues, even more so dividing ten million waterlons among ten million people.

No matter what, striving for fairness always led to problems, then... *

*Simply "dividing one trillion waterlons among ten people," ensured those ten people would be satisfied... because the waterlons would never be finished.*

Even if soone theoretically deserved a trillion waterlons but only received ten billion, they wouldn’t mind... because the waterlons would never be finished.

*Here, the waterlons were specific and local, but the reality was complete and comprehensive.*

*Thus, there would never be a situation of "I care because I want to sell the waterlons to others"... because the satisfaction threshold was there; if soone aid higher, they needed to strive harder.*

*If they didn’t strive, it still far exceeded the "satisfaction" threshold.*

...

"What a wonderful world... Tipcapu, dinner’s here."

Raphael sighed, opening the bag to reveal two servings of rice... a al called covered rice, still hot due to the absurdly fast logistics.

With Raphael’s call, Tipcapu, having just washed his hair, walked out with damp long hair, wrapping a towel around his head while responding, "Coming, coming~"

A fragrance could be distinctly slled from Tipcapu’s hair...

Indeed, Tipcapu seed very adapted to this world, feeling connected to Yila’s activities, making him the main source of outside information for everyone here.

Of course, many others arrived due to death, providing considerable intelligence.

But clearly, it could only serve as conversation material, because after arriving here... matters of the Main Plane were irrelevant to everyone. Was this good or bad?

"Raphael, what are you thinking? Not eating?"

Already munching, Tipcapu looked at Raphael, who seed deep in thought, and casually drank black fizzy water, staring at the simulated starry sky, speaking, "I’m going out tomorrow to hang with old friends."

Here, "friends" referred to the monsters that died in the sea calamity... Although unspoken, sacrifices were made.

"Before that, can you ask Yila for ?"

Raphael requested, looking at Tipcapu, pleading, "I want a Starlight Body to return there... to fight for the world!"

Tipcapu: "..."

But this world was really comfortable... however true, Yila was still fighting.

"Okay, I’ll ask him... if possible, I also want to go back."