Trust and Bottom Lines

Faced with Ashan and Feng Cheng's confusion.

Su Hao did not explain much, merely asking them to each send out a clone to the Coiled Snake System.

Ashan volunteered, "Boss Wei, there's also the Kapok System seven million light-years farther out. It's an irregular galaxy. Why don't I send another clone toward the Kapok System while I'm at it?"

Su Hao said without hesitation, "In that case, let's send out a few more clones to star systems neighboring the Cloud Ring System. At most, they'll arrive in four thousand years!"

Ashan and Feng Cheng clearly understood Su Hao's urge to explore, and they too were filled with yearning for it.

They looked thoroughly excited. "Okay Boss Wei!"

After arranging this matter, Su Hao turned his attention back to the present.

Over the years, in order to study how consciousness and the Spirit Brain could be matched, Su Hao had collected the Consciousness Information of more than a thousand Prisoners.

The overwhelming majority had been played beyond repair by Su Hao. Their consciousness "programs" had fallen into disorder; even if they were loaded into normal human brains, they could not produce self-will, becoming nothing more than walking corpses driven by instinct.

A small number of Fortune ones had their consciousness preserved, experiencing brand-new perceptions again and again.

Consciousnesses that could not be broken through such treatment were often precisely what successful Transmigrators needed to possess.

When the fortunate ones awoke from their slumber once more, the first thing they wondered was what kind of "thing" they would become this time! It was as though they had grown accustomed to such a state...

"What will I become this time? A member of the Compound Eye Clan, the Eight-Armed Tribe, or the Queen? Or perhaps a wispy consciousness without perception? No matter