When Luo Zheng was attempting to break through to become a High Rank Desolate God.
Within the Bone Tower, Nine Five Two Seven was still carefully observing Luo Zheng.
Nine Five Two Seven was somewhat conflicted now. It was considering how to get closer to Luo Zheng.
Nine Five Two Seven's authority was not particularly high. The order Fat Brain Lord had given it at the beginning was to continuously observe this fellow while ensuring that he did not die.
Nine Five Two Seven had carried out these tasks very well.
However, the mission had changed now.
The Fat Brain Lords had ordered these tiny Mental Bodies to silently monitor every movement in this world.
The Fat Brain Lords also knew what had happened some time ago...
This group of fellows actually intended to leave this world. They even planned to break out of prison.
The Fat Brain Lord had no great interest in leaving this place.
After all, Main Lord was still asleep. If it were to leave, Main Lord would awaken—and this world could not imprison Main Lord anyway.
The problem was that Luo Zheng wanted to leave this place. That would be troublesome.
After waiting so many years and finally finding a suitable fellow by sheer luck, if they let him escape just like that, then once Main Lord awoke, all the Fat Brain Lords would suffer.
That was why those fat Fat Brain Lords were growing anxious.
For some reason, they could not interfere too much with the target—in other words, Luo Zheng.
Yet imprisoning Luo Zheng in this world was unrealistic too—if Luo Zheng truly had the ability to leave.
The Fat Brain Lords mulled it over from every angle and discussed it in the Mental World for several days.
Normally, the Fat Brain Lords