C890 The Price of Mutated Fruit(1)

At 8 PM, Lee Zhi stepped into the Doomsday World.

He figured that leaving a few people hanging for a couple of days was sufficient. There was no need to push it too far and risk angering the likes of Purple King, Ghost Face Queen Zhu Yu'er, and Blood Bat Magic King Honghai—emperor-level evolvers he'd painstakingly coaxed into cooperation. Frankly