Zhao Yi said he wanted to sleep for a while, but the time he rested was not long.
Due to the uncertainty of the arrival time, the Nether Tree was like a Damocles sword hanging over his head. Zhao Yi dared not be negligent; he had to transfer as many people and resources as possible to the Small World Fragment in the shortest time.
Resources are secondary; the main focus is on people.
Once the Nether Tree arrives, no one in the Cultivation World can escape.
Those who stay behind with a fluke mentality—if they die, they die.
Zhao Yi mainly took care of those who wanted to leave.
If he couldn't move them in time, and they ended up dying at the hands of the Nether Tree, it would be too unfortunate.
Lying on the soft couch with eyes closed for an hour, as night fell, Zhao Yi summoned his thoughts and entered the Little World.
After tirelessly transferring people for more than a month, the Little World now had nearly ten million people.
