As we start to walk, my gaze catches the massive black axe stuck in the ground, one that didn't dissolve with the Goblin King's avatar.
Many memories of this Lord using a system storage rush through my mind, but training to replicate that ability without avatar commands seems far too time-consuming right now.
I turn to Ava and yell out, pointing to it.
"Bring that axe along with us. I want to save it for later."
With the rapid increase in my adaptation to this environment, I estimate I'll eventually be able to walk around without my purple barrier. When that time comes, I'd like to feed my Soul Sword every bit of loot I can get my hands on.
Ava's confused look makes it clear she doesn't understand why I'd want this worthless chunk of black, dead soul weapon material, but after what she just witnessed, she decides not to question my intentions. However, she has a different concern.
"My avatar doesn't come pre-loaded with storage space-"
I reply quickly, as more memories of the Goblin King piece together in my mind.
"Check your shop function. There should be a small storage feature for 10 Ether. I'll pay you back, but we have to go..."
She opens her mouth to reply but closes it just as fast, opening her system interface and doing as I say.
Seconds later, a green and white sliver of space opens up in front of her free hand that doesnt hold her hammer. Then, the axe from this battle falls inside. Quickly, we run to the center of the mining zone to check on the remaining goblins.
The majority of them are still out cold, but a handful have managed to stand. Two in particular I recognize very well. We head straight toward them.
Ava confronts Troy and Rain, explaining what happened and convincing them again that they can trust me. I press my palm onto both of the goblins' hands, gaining two new links of loyalty with the two 5th Class goblins.
I manage to complete both transfers in a single go, with my barrier open for almost a full second, but it still takes about ten minutes to recoup feeling in my body.
I'm not doing this out of the goodness of my heart.
It's mostly to appease Ava when I tell her I want to leave all these underlings behind. But also, I want to have eyes and a direct telepathy channel down here accessible to me if need be.
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On the outside, my words and actions may seem cold and cryptic; but I'm taking the simple optimal path that doesn't take much thought while processing a lot of information.
My mind is quite scattered and busy conceptualizing the thousands of years of new memories.
I've received glimpses of the past via the Originator's tomb and Celia's ability before... but those were just slideshows of someone else's life.
The memories I received from Drako Vermillion were vivid and overwhelming too. However, it was just a few hundred years, mostly consisting of training and waiting within cultivation rooms and a labyrinth.
To add to the simplicity of the demon's memories, I received them once the threat I was facing was defeated. I had all the time I needed to digest and ruminate on their information.
Now, I've received vast knowledge of a race on the other side of the galaxy, and his ventures within a realm that trades entire worlds like they're nothing more than gold coins.
My perspective of my existence in reality has vastly expanded.
The Goblin King's memories were nearly ten times as long as the demon's and packed with hundreds of times more information.

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