Turning back for a glance, it was Soron watching him with a subtle expression.
In that gaze, there seemed to be scrutiny, along with a hint of elusive interest, much like an art connoisseur appreciating a magnificent piece.
He respectfully bowed to the mentors and then stepped away from the Central Tower.
On the road back to the workshop, as evening deepened, the ominous aura of the Black Mist Jungle grew even more intense.
From afar, strange cries echoed intermittently, chilling to the bone.
Yet these could not disturb Ron's thoughts.
"The Scorpion bloodline indeed has unique value."
He was assessing today's gains in his mind:
"The dual heart system can separately handle material energy and magic energy, which offers significant advantages in the abyss environment; meanwhile, the distributed neural network provides it with strong survival resilience, maintaining basic functions even if severely damaged."
But at the same time, he did not overlook the potential risks:
