After recording the information Murich had given him, Sol asked Byron to pass it on to Mentor Gorsa.
A lot of it was useless to him. But the Star Gate Council would definitely need it.
Sol planned to have people from the Star Gate gather those resources and riches, then go through them himself and pick out anything useful.
If the apocalypse weren't looming, no one would have said a word if he'd kept all those resources for himself. But now, Sol would rather put them to better use, strengthening their ability to stand against the Eye of the Abyss.
Otherwise, if the Eye of the Abyss erupted completely and destroyed the whole world, the resources Sol had hoarded would become worthless. What would be the point?
After Byron left, Sol sat alone in his room.
He'd sent all his Consciousness Entities out, leaving only Nightmare Butterfly and Xiao Zao by his side.
"Penny, patrol the room. Pay special attention to what's happening next door."
The silver butterfly darted out at once and circled in front of Sol.
"Got it, big brother Sol!"
"Xiao Zao, keep watch over the whole room."
"Eeee, eeee, eeee."
A long, slender black tentacle emerged from the back of Sol's neck. It abruptly swelled, growing from the thickness of a finger to half a meter across.
The main stalk kept splitting and growing, spreading out in every direction from Sol. Before long, black tentacles filled the whole room, like ivy climbing all over the outside of a house.
"There's no need to be quite so nervous." Sol smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
His consciousness roamed through his body, passing over every inch of skin and every bone. His gaze swept across his meridians and organs, then wandered through every crevice in his brain.
"I've