The negative emotions brought by Black-Man let Han Dong sleep unusually soundly.
Eugenis, who had nearly collapsed into a heap of rotten flesh, was placed in the spaceship's life-support tank for nourishment and recovery.
Only Pop remained in relatively good condition.
Dr. Swollen, who was responsible for piloting the planet, asked, "Mr. Pop, where are we going now? Deeper into the Shattered Dimension?"
"No... we'll return to the Main World first.
"We don't know whether they used some special means to mark us. Since we've already gained something, we should return and regroup first, then report what happened to Teacher.
"If Nicholas still wants to search for other fragments, we can enter through a different fissure. It won't delay us for long."
"Understood."
Stain Black had affected Pop to some extent as well.
A drop of ink could vaguely be seen within his starlight head. It had no substantial effect, but it still brought about some negative thoughts.
"Mr. Pop, you should get some sleep too. Leave the return trip to me."
"...Mm, I'll rest for a while."
Just as Pop was preparing to take a nap,
a strange sensation suddenly came over him, and his gaze swiftly fell upon the sleeping Han Dong.
A ring-shaped black vortex aperture had appeared across Han Dong's abdomen. The Truth Demon Sword, sheathed in the Tentacle Sheath, had actually crawled out on its own while Han Dong slept.
"I need to wake the Lord!"
Just as the doctor was about to merge into Han Dong's brain and awaken him,
a force of space restrained him.
"Don't rush.
"Waking Nicholas will very likely 'affect,' perhaps even ruin this opportunity... Let this demon sword evolve on its own first. We'll consider waking Nicholas only if it loses control midway through."
"Alright..."
Dr. Swollen ultimately chose