I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

Maen could leave this place at any moment, but he didn't. Leaving directly would be meaningless, only temporarily delaying the attacker's advance. When the enemy showed a weakness, he shouldn't run, but deliver a fatal blow.

So, after arranging Chen Yun's protection, Maen asked:

"The service you mentioned sounds good. If the descriptions are true, I believe it's a wonderful thing. Prince of Bliss's vision may be unrealistic, but it's better than the current world. The problem is..."

"I didn't purchase this service, and I can't stay here right now."

The Bliss Bringer looked troubled:

"Is that so? That's an oversight. We never expected anyone to do this. After all, it's quite expensive. No one would do this. If someone wanted to trap someone, they could hire professionals."

Maen remained noncommittal. He wouldn't easily believe a devil's words, especially since he wasn't the one paying.

"So, I can't leave immediately, right?" Maen asked.

The Bliss Bringer nodded:

"We want to provide perfect service, but the reality isn't that simple. To give you the perfect experience, we have to sacrifice some flexibility. Entering the Bliss Realm is like diving; surfacing takes time."

"And to prevent harm when you emerge, we must make special preparations. Even if you want to leave forcibly, you can't teleport from the deep sea to the surface."

"You can freely use any ability here, space manipulation or telepathy, but you can't leave this seemingly false illusion, because it's also a real world."

"The Bliss Realm is part of Hell."

Her answer was exactly as Maen expected. Before asking, he knew it wouldn't be easy to leave. That's why the Federation bought this service, as it was the most they could do.

Other methods would be crossing the line.

Therefore, Maen wasn't particularly worried about Chen Yun or anything else. The Federation wanted to trap him here to eliminate the Salvation Alliance remnants. Using Chen Yun to trap him was already a serious violation.

The matter he needed to consider was simple.

Should he reveal his teleportation ability or his ability to find the remaining Salvation Alliance members inside?

Either way, the Federation couldn't stop him.

"Okay," Maen replied, seemingly resigned. Then he asked the alluring, unreal elf, "Can I know who ordered this service for me?"

The Bliss Bringer looked troubled:

"In theory, we don't betray our clients, but considering my job is to make you happy, your request can be accommodated. However, the buyer clearly knows the details."

"So, they didn't contact us directly but chose anonymous payment. Hell has a theoretically untraceable payment and transaction method, so your idea probably won't work."

"But I can tell you that someone skilled in this is likely a Hell resident or one of the few Hell scholars, but they probably couldn't do it so cleanly, and it's not their style."

Maen nodded and changed the subject to his confinement:

"If I want to leave normally, do I have to experience your so-called bliss?"

The female devil nodded slightly excitedly:

"Yes, if you don't notice anything amiss, the Bliss Realm, rooted in Hell and the mortal realm, will absorb information from both worlds and evolve according to your will, eventually letting you experience ultimate happiness."

Maen asked:

"So, it can sense what I desire most?"

The Bliss Bringer said:

"That's not accurate. No one can know what you want."

"Only you know."

Maen nodded:

"I know what you mean. That's why top-tier ability users buy your service."

The Bliss Bringer smiled:

"You must have traded with other devils. We make money by reassuring clients. Only low-level devils are greedy for petty gains. Any foolish act of stealing client information destroys the Bliss Realm's future."

"Our clients are experts in the demonic realm. It's a business with a high barrier to entry."

Maen, mentally guarded, said:

"Let me see it in advance."

He had just tried using shadow dimension and telepathy to escape, but failed. He hadn't found any way to leave besides the Control Bureau's teleportation. Without the Control Bureau, he couldn't escape quickly.

Prince of Bliss was a Rank V Great Devil, and Hell was a dimension created by a reality warper, so Maen had a simple guess...

The existence here likely used the power of Hell's creator.

If so, perhaps the Bliss Realm could fulfill some of his ideas.

"Okay, although this isn't the normal process, the situation is complicated."

The Bliss Bringer stepped back after hearing this, and without him sensing any intrusion, the surrounding environment rapidly twisted and changed. The devilish traits on the Bliss Bringer weakened, and her skin turned flesh-colored.

The place they stood was no longer the living room. Maen stood on a vast, wide metal floor. They were now in an oval metal building with glass-like ceilings and walls, and figures slowly appeared in the distance.

The Bliss Bringer was now wearing a uniform, dressed like Maen's secretary.

"It seems you're a big shot," the Bliss Bringer said to him.

Maen walked towards the slightly tilted floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. He saw a vast future city. They were overlooking a society with technology far surpassing the modern era, and the building seemed to have no supports.

Was this what he wanted?

Maen turned to look behind him.

The employees working seemed to notice him then and slowly looked up.

"What is this!" The Bliss Bringer screamed, retreating towards Maen, her face showing intense fear and rejection, "No, wrong..."

They all had no faces.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~