The little elf knew it couldn't persuade its master, so it could only comply.
This could be said to be the life value Fang Yu exchanged for.
Exchanging life for life.
This is the best solution Fang Yu can currently come up with.
The little elf said, "Master, you have consumed two hundred thousand years of lifespan, and you also need to consume forty thousand years to help them replenish one million years of life force. In other words, you've consumed a total of two hundred forty thousand. Afterward, your lifespan is equivalent to that of a sixty-year-old elder in a modern city."
"Sixty? That's still early... If I'm in modern society, I can at least live until eighty, right? I have quite a few years to live," Fang Yu said optimistically.
"In the future, you can seek ways to replenish your life force, Master! However... the biggest problem right now is not that," the little elf said.
"What's the problem?"
