Xu Zhi temporarily left his clone in the netherworld. It was already dark outside.
However, it was good to have a Butler. He never had to worry about food and hygiene. His focus was completely on taking care of the orchard outside and the basement ...
For Xu Zhi, such a rural life in the farmland was very poetic.
He leisurely ate his dinner in the living room, then sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and began to sort out the experience he had gained from the battle.
After all, he didn't fight much, and he had to absorb experience.
Now that he had personally tried it out, he realized that his battle prowess at the upper tier was truly quite exaggerated.
Although Medusa could not be compared to him, and he would be killed in an instant, it seemed that there was no one else who could be a match for him in the heavenly Emperor realm ...
There was no other reason other than his passive skill. His body was too hard.
