"Tom, Old Sullivan, what are you doing?!"
The parasite struggled frantically, roaring and pleading incessantly. But all of it was useless.
Eventually, it was firmly secured to the dissection table.
Only then did it seem to truly realize its fate; it stopped struggling, stopped roaring, and instead began to sneer continuously.
"Just wait, just wait, all of you, your entire civilization will perish…"
Tom did not waste words with it; he immediately began the dissection without anesthesia, carefully examining all of its physical conditions and changes, especially focusing on the brain.
As expected, upon this dissection, Tom immediately discovered the changes in its brain.
Numerous neurons had mutated, appearing grayish-black, completely different from a normal person's.
Based on the varying degrees of infection—it was clear that the greater the desire to view the Evil Eye Galaxy's star map, the deeper the infection—Tom also began dissecting the other infected clones.
