After my daily lesson, the contents of which seem so small in comparison to everything else that’s going on, I got to work reading the minds of the captive Angelics. Despite me asking nicely they didn’t cooperate.

Naturally, they had ways to shield themselves from my Lace. It took two hours before I figured out something that worked. I tried using Null to render magic mostly impossible, I tried drugging them into a stupor, I even tried turning them against each other. Nothing worked. That is until I noticed that one of them was on the verge of an evolution.

Triggering that evolution was easy enough as is everything that followed it. All I did was focus everything the world was putting into this evolution into making it easy to read their minds, to the point that they were constantly broadcasting their thoughts to all nearby. From there it was easy to take all of the information I wanted. After triggering the same evolution in the other one I managed to get all of the information that I could out of them. From there Par took them away, I don’t want to know what he did with them.

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I should really remember that species though, I can see some practical applications for it.

They knew all kinds of stuff. Nothing I can put to practical use, but the stuff about their empire I’m sure Par can make use of. I also learned way more than I care too about their politics.

I have also received reports of a massive explosion in their capital. As no one under my control is in the capital it will be some time before we find out what happened. I hope it’s something big.

I ended up spending the rest of the day creating as many Ents as I possibly could of all kinds. And considering my recently expanded soul that is quite a few. Yeah, it will be a couple weeks before they are able to really contribute, but once they do it will be a massive influx in the number of workers we have available. Unfortunately, it will be a while before I am able to replicate this, my soul takes much longer to replenish itself than it once did.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.