While using various methods to detect everything related to the Evil Eye Galaxy and studying its unique formation to perfect his galaxy evolution theory, Tom still made sure to take some time to control the clone where his consciousness resided and admire the magnificent beauty of the Evil Eye Galaxy.

Compared to other galaxies, the Evil Eye Galaxy was indeed more beautiful.

The extremely rich gas and dust elements within it, stimulated by the light of massive stars, possessed a dazzling array of colors visible to the naked eye without any post-processing, so beautiful that it resembled a work of art. Even Tom couldn't help but admire it for a few more glances.

"This Evil Eye Galaxy is much more beautiful than the Milky Way…"

Controlling the clone to return to the large screen, admiring the high-definition images of the Evil Eye Galaxy with its overwhelming magnificence, Tom silently sighed, "Those beautiful pictures of the Milky Way are all post-processed; they can't compare to the Evil Eye Galaxy.

The creation of this universe is truly peculiar…"

For a moment, Tom felt a bit lazy, only wanting to put more energy into admiring the images of the Evil Eye Galaxy, and he even felt reluctant to use his brainpower to control other clones for scientific research.

Of course, other scientific research could be temporarily put aside, but the observation of the Evil Eye Galaxy could not be relaxed.

Not only could it not be relaxed, but even more telescopes had to be mobilized and put into observation.

Only by further acquiring information about the Evil Eye Galaxy could he more accurately restore its original appearance, and the Evil Eye Galaxy pictures he admired would be more delicate and realistic.

Thinking this, Tom then controlled the clone to send instructions to several Bluetoth astronomers who were also participating in this observation mission: "A new batch of data has been generated; it's time for analysis."

"...Okay."

The Bluetoth astronomer's response was a bit delayed. Tom then asked, "What are you busy with?"

The Bluetoth astronomer finally seemed to have come to his senses, apologizing profusely, "Supervisor Sullivan, I'm sorry. I was just admiring the star chart of the Evil Eye Galaxy and got lost in thought for a moment.

This Evil Eye Galaxy is truly beautiful, as if it has a magical power that makes one always want to look at it."

Tom, controlling the clone referred to as Supervisor Sullivan by the Bluetoth astronomer, nodded in agreement, "Yes, it's really beautiful."

In front of the large screen, the clone where Tom's consciousness resided secretly sighed, "Indeed, for intelligent life, there is a certain commonality in beauty.

Although the body structure is different and the cultural background is different, both I and the Bluetoth unanimously agree that the Evil Eye Galaxy is extremely beautiful."

Tom continued to admire it.

But a moment later, Tom suddenly trembled all over and subconsciously stood up.

This, this is not right, there's a problem!

This, this, no matter how beautiful the star chart of the Evil Eye Galaxy is, it's just a picture. Why am I unconsciously so engrossed?

Not only me, but even the Bluetoth are starting to get engrossed?

Can a picture really have such immense power?

Tom quickly thought for a moment, then decisively made a decision, transferring his consciousness to another clone who had never seen a picture of the Evil Eye Galaxy.

At that very instant, the impulse in Tom's heart, like thousands of hooks constantly pulling, trying to admire the Evil Eye Galaxy picture for a while longer, instantly disappeared.

And, when Tom extended his consciousness connection into the mind of the clone he had previously occupied, Tom realized something with a hint of fear.

Clones do not have their own consciousness.

Once they lose their consciousness connection, they become like vegetative people; let alone emotions or consciousness, they won't even have the most basic survival instincts.

They won't want to eat, they won't want to drink. Only when other clones put food and water into their mouths will they instinctively swallow.

But from these clones, who had absolutely no self-awareness, Tom could now clearly perceive a desire in his mind.

The desire to continue observing the Evil Eye Galaxy star chart!

He seemed to have developed a bit of his own consciousness! He, he wanted to continue observing this star chart!

This situation was the first time since Tom confirmed his ability to connect with clones through consciousness.

"Sure enough, something is indeed wrong, something is indeed wrong, damn it…"

At this moment, Tom, who had transferred his body and abandoned the desire to continue watching the Evil Eye Galaxy star chart, decisively issued an order.

Immediately, thousands of large telescopes used to observe the Evil Eye Galaxy simultaneously shut down, and all clones who were detecting and analyzing the Evil Eye Galaxy data closed their screens.

The Bluetoth astronomers participating in this mission looked at each other, not understanding why.

"From this moment on, the Evil Eye Galaxy observation mission is suspended, and all participants are on vacation. When work resumes will be notified separately."

Tom decisively transported the clone who had developed the desire to "continue watching the Evil Eye Galaxy star chart," as well as all clones who had participated in the observation of the Evil Eye Galaxy, to a pre-emptied residential spaceship under strict isolation and transportation conditions.

All Bluetoth scientists who participated in this mission were transferred to another residential spaceship for accommodation and prohibited from leaving.

After this, Tom dispatched a large number of robots, equipped with the most advanced biological and medical equipment, to conduct the most detailed physical examinations of the clones and those Bluetoth.

Tom had to figure out what was happening inside his clones and those Bluetoth, and why living beings became engrossed after viewing the Evil Eye Galaxy, even causing clones without consciousness to develop desires!

But under the most precise examination, Tom found no abnormalities.

However, the desire of that clone could still be clearly perceived by Tom. At the same time, those Bluetoth scientists who were isolated from the Evil Eye Galaxy data also showed signs of anxiety and restlessness, even repeatedly asking Tom to let them admire the Evil Eye Galaxy star chart pictures again.

Tom did not refuse.

Since they were already completely isolated, then, if they wanted to look, they could look, which also allowed him to observe what would happen next.

Under strict isolation, Tom observed closely, his alert level raised to the highest.

After some time, Tom saw some peculiar changes occurring in the two isolated residential spaceships, on that clone and those Bluetoth scientists.

Their body hormones began to be affected, and their genes began to mutate under the influence of some unknown force, but strangely, their appearance showed no change at all.

"Damn it, something is indeed wrong."

Tom cursed silently in his heart, and again pushed these two completely isolated residential spaceships hundreds of millions of kilometers away from the main fleet, and arranged hundreds of large-yield hydrogen bombs around them, ensuring that no matter what happened next, it would not affect the safety of the main fleet.

That clone and these Bluetoth scientists changed little by little, and finally, Tom completely lost his consciousness connection with that clone.

He could no longer infuse his consciousness into that clone.

And that clone seemed to have gain

ed its own consciousness.

Looking at this clone, a few words flashed through Tom's mind.

Parasitic Disaster!

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