After Mother Empress 806 of the Insect Race finished speaking, hundreds of different colored halos appeared on his body.
Su Mo looked at these halos before him, feeling a bit baffled. He had signed master-servant contracts before, although that ti was passive, he knew that signing this so-called master-servant contract shouldn’t be so complicated.
Seeming to perceive the confusion in Su Mo’s eyes, Mother Empress 806 of the Insect Race grew a new limb on his back, pointing to each halo on his body to explain:
"This is the master-servant contract. After signing, you can control my life and death or make wish for death with just a thought.
This is the control contract, even if I fall into hibernation, you can control my body to produce Insect Race warriors.
This is the restriction contract, you can limit how many Insect Race warriors I produce each week or each day.
This is the command contract, all the warriors I hatch, you can directly command, even with authority above mine.
This is the injury prohibition contract...
This is...
..."
Exactly over 100 contracts, each with different purposes, and all are used to limit the actions of the Insect Race Mother Empress.
Signing so many restrictive contracts to oneself is either foolish or insane, but in this situation, others might just think this Insect Race Mother Empress is seeking survival.
Normal strong individuals, encountering this situation, would lower their guard even more, after all, an Insect Race Mother Empress willing to sign so many restrictive contracts for survival needn’t be worried about.
Even their hearts may swell with a bit of pride.
Insect Race may seem like a natural disaster in others’ eyes, but in their view, it’s just a small, begging worm.
So might even arrogantly think the Insect Race is rely like this.
Su Mo just briefly listened, not paying much attention to these things, intending to use this Insect Race Mother Empress as a hatching machine, constantly restructuring his reputation and brushing assignable free attribute points.
As for other things, they were rely dispensable.
But since he had played it out, Su Mo didn’t mind and signed all the contracts.
In the Three-Eyed Realm, Tu Hongwu’s pupils contracted sharply watching Su Mo’s actions, even his lips started to tremble slightly, his fists clenched unwittingly.
But monts later, he regained his composure.
The reason Insect Race can kill their masters is mainly because others don’t know these details.
Now even though Su Mo signed the contract, ultimately as long as he has the Insect Race Mother Empress killed directly, it will be no problem.
Seems he will need to find ti to teach his disciple so cosmic knowledge.
Otherwise, with his temperant, he’ll cause a big disaster sooner or later.
He initially wanted that Divine Level expert who ca looking for Su Mo to go back the way he ca.
But after observing their short distance, instead of letting his disciple continue running around like a headless fly on the Alien Race Battlefield, he might as well take him back.
Not only take him back but also give him a good scolding!
Tu Hongwu had even thought of the thod of reprimanding Su Mo.
Locking him up—no way, the battlefield needs soone like Su Mo, it also needs a new War God to inspire all warriors.
Punishnt with 200 army rods, emmmm, he didn’t know if it punishes Su Mo for the weekend or the soldiers executing it.
Let Chu Tian hit him—the estimate being that Chu Tian would curse his mother...
Scolding him—it seems a bit too lenient...
Punishing him not to run—what difference does this make with not punishing at all...
Monts later, Tu Hongwu thought through all the punishnt thods and felt they didn’t quite fit, but if there were no punishnt, it would be even more inappropriate.
Finally, he decided, at least Su Mo should be penalized to write a 10,000-word reflection!
If Su Mo knew this news, he’d probably cry on the spot, since he still owes Principal Wang of Celestial City High School a 10,000-word reflection already.
Now another 10,000-word reflection, if he truly writes it all, who knows when it will be completed.
"Master, now the contract is signed, you can make any requests of Mother Empress 806."
Su Mo nodded at the words: "Alright then, produce two million bugs for first."
Mother Empress 806 paused at these words: "Master, to produce so many Insect Race warriors requires vast energy support.
Currently, Mother Empress 806 can produce up to 8000 Insect Race warriors, and they are only the frailest Gold level, needing adequate energy to possess normal Gold level strength.
May I ask what Master needs these Insect warriors for, if it’s so small matter, Martial Emperor 806 can personally serve you.
After all, 8000 Gold level Insect soldiers are of no use to a strong one like Master."
Su Mo glanced at the Mother Empress 806 which was roughly the size of a truck and thought before speaking: "Alright, 8000 then, don’t concern yourself with their use, just produce now."
Mother Empress 806 dared not refute, and imdiately began production.
The next mont saw Mother Empress 806 opening a gaping mouth to spit out clumps of insect eggs.
The mont insect eggs erged, they began showing dense fractures, and in the next mont, the fist-sized small bugs crawled out.
Don’t underestimate these small bugs, they are genuine Gold level insects, uniformly level 60.
Su Mo and Liu Xiaoling, among others, widened their eyes watching this scene unfold.
After all, no one had ever seen such an extraordinary sight.
Mother Empress of the Insect Race spit out hundreds upon thousands of insect eggs, and next mont, nurous insect eggs hatched, producing fist-sized bugs.
Counted as witnessing the birth of life and the miracle of life.
Su Mo reached out to grab a bug in his palm; Liu Xiaoling and others leaned their heads closer, the Stellar Insect Race being such a terrifying entity, usually he wouldn’t dare to observe so closely.
Normally, if the Stellar Insect Race arrived this close, their lives would practically be at their end.
In such situations, nobody has the leisure to observe these creatures closely.
Moreover, the Stellar Insect Race, in both body and blood, is composed mostly of nurous poisons; this ensures they won’t beco prey to other races.
And this poison, even a Divine Level expert consuming it would be unquestionably dood—as was the fate of White Dragon Horse.
Su Mo looked down at the fist-sized yet remarkably ferocious bug slowly crawling in his hand.
Su Mo could feel the connection with it, even sensing the bug’s high trust towards him.
Then Su Mo clenched his fist, with a cracking sound, the bug in his hand was directly crushed to death.
Su Mo’s action stunned not only Mother Empress of the Insect Race, but even Liu Xiaoling and those around were left completely perplexed.
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