Hao Ren cautiously approached the red sphere, rubbing his chin as he muttered, "Do you think I'll get a split personality if I connect to this thing? The Firstborn are creatures that can chat with themselves over a local network, after all."
"Connecting to a single brain core should be fine," the Data Terminal cautiously assessed. "And this one is severely damaged. The equipment in the laboratory can terminate its activity at any time."
Hao Ren gritted his teeth. Remembering his identity as a "divine messenger," he figured that, in theory, his soul should be impervious to harm. He then pressed his palm against the red sphere and held his breath, concentrating as hard as he could while imagining a mental link extending from himself into the red sphere before him.
He held his breath for who knew how long, but the red sphere remained completely still. Nor did any inexplicable foreign memories appear in Hao Ren's mind. Lily waited expectantly for a long while before finally grumbling, "Landlord, you look like you're constipated..."
Lily's words completely deflated Hao Ren. He couldn't help letting out a little "pfft" before taking his hand away. "Why didn't it work?"
"You didn't see anything?" Vivian walked over with concern. "How did you read the memories of those other creatures before?"
"I don't remember," Hao Ren said, scratching his head. "The clearest memory I have is when I connected to that Giant Brain. I only touched its tentacle, and its memories appeared naturally. It seems to be a passive skill."
"Looks like randomly trying things won't work," Izax wandered over with his arms folded. "First, we need to figure out the principle behind how you read these memories. Terminal, have you researched this?"
The Data Terminal rocked its body. "His strange abilities come and