If you can't see something, you won't think about it; once you see it, you will know, and once you know, you'll want to have it.
The new No. Ten was in such a situation now.
He had never thought about it before because it was impossible, hopeless, and unremembered, so naturally, he never thought of it.
But now, that new vision took root and sprouted uncontrollably.
Suppressing his thoughts, he continued to act in the role of Ten.
They communicated with each other, exchanging information. He knew about Daqian and the broad expanse of the East Sea, but he wasn't particularly familiar with them.
He now began slowly mastering everything in this area as No. Ten.
He would only silently deliver the information he grasped to the Health Club; he would do nothing else.
Any losses here would have nothing to do with him.
If worst came to worst, he could even discard his identity as Ten.