The Tower of Spiritual Aspects

Gao Gong was indeed lying.

He had not come here to do this.

He had not even considered participating in Old Man Huang Juan's plan.

Huang Juan, along with the people who had invited the wolf into the house, might have overlooked one thing.

That was the power of a fifth-tier information monster!

It was powerful enough to alter this planet with ease.

Huang Juan probably thought that as long as he took action, found a way to gather these rebels together, cut off their channel of communication with the forces above, and then replaced the crown prince with a civet cat before impersonating them after succeeding, the problem could be smoothly resolved. As for the monster in space, they only needed to send it a false planetary coordinate.

On a cosmic scale, their next meeting might not come until tens of thousands of years later.

But the Memory Mother had already arrived, and it had already implanted insect eggs in every living organism on this planet.

Old Man Huang Juan's tricks might fool ordinary people, but they could not fool a monster of that level.

No matter what Huang Juan's plan was, Gao Gong could say with absolute certainty that the Cyber Tide would erupt.

Then what was the point of following this old man around and doing useless work?

He might as well go grind his "Virtual Safe House."

But that raised a problem. Although his "faction experience" amounted to 5 billion—no, it was 6 billion now—if he gambled for a super blueprint at the "third-tier civilization building" level and distributed the cost evenly, each building blueprint would cost only 2 billion. That was indeed not enough.

Since he could not get one by "hard gambling," he had to find a shortcut.

The shortcut was simple. As long