For a full minute, Researcher Zhao simply stood there, staring at the small brain in front of him, his mind racing to process the implications.
Then, snapping back to reality, he issued his next command.
“Continue supplying mana. And can we create a containment box filled with liquid mana for storage?” he instructed the fleet AI monitoring the situation.
The moment he saw the brain-like structure, he knew he had to treat it as an actual brain. If it had mimicked his own, there was a high chance it lacked the ability to sustain itself independently. Instead of blood, it was most likely relying on mana to function. If they failed to meet its needs, the consequences could be unpredictable—or worse, irreversible.
The fleet AI instantly acknowledged the order. It, too, had deemed keeping the entity alive a priority, and for now, mana was the only viable solution.