Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 633: [Sponsored]: Flush Them Out!

[This Chapter Is Sponsored by Shin! Everyone, please thank him in the comment!]

Actually, if it had been earlier, Fang Mo might not have noticed the black sperm hiding in the crevice of the rock.

After all, there are too many monsters in the Monster Association, and Fang Mo's biological radar was practically useless, with various avatars piled up all over the map.

Fortunately, he had unleashed a big move earlier, and with this wave of clearing, almost all monsters below the Dragon level were crushed to death. Even those who luckily survived would be devoured and absorbed by the meat roots created by Pyskos, so Fang Mo's biological radar returned to normal.

As a result, he discovered the black sperm hiding not far away.

"..."

Of course, Black Sperm also had excellent hearing. At this moment, he was clearly aware that he had been discovered and immediately became nervous.

To save his life, his brain started to operate frantically.

Unlike other monsters, Black Sperm was quite intelligent and immediately began to analyze the current situation.

Actually, Black Sperm's first choice was to run away, but the problem was that he had already been discovered... and he only had one cell left. Could he really escape?

Apart from running away, the only option seemed to be surrender.

"..."

Thinking of this, Black Sperm subconsciously glanced at the huge sword in Fang Mo's hand.

He had just seen Evil Natural Water being sucked into that sword, indicating that the other party had a means to seal monsters, so he shouldn't die... but to be honest, Black Sperm was a bit reluctant to be sealed. He wasn't sure what the other party wanted to do with sealed monsters; if it was for torture or dissection, wouldn't he be miserable?

Just as he was thinking about these things, a thought suddenly popped into Black Sperm's mind.

"Why not... just become his subordinate?"

After this thought emerged, Black Sperm seemed to be stunned for a moment, then he subconsciously looked at Fang Mo, who was not far away.

From Black Sperm's perspective, Fang Mo was standing there with a smile.

Beside him was the S-class hero Tanktop Master from the Hero Association, and Homeless Emperor, a fellow executive of the Monster Association, was being held like a chick in Fang Mo's hand, occasionally letting out sharp screams, probably from broken bones, crying in pain.

As for behind Fang Mo, Pyskos, towering in the center of the crater like a high tower, had been smashed to pieces by a woman floating in the sky, who looked like Tornado. It was completely a shapeless mess of meat.

Yet even so, this vicious woman was still whipping the corpse.

She kept muttering something, but Black Sperm couldn't hear it from such a distance. However, she continuously fired various beams, indiscriminately bombarding Pyskos's body, not leaving even a shred of meat intact.

Seeing this, Black Sperm really didn't want to fight anymore.

You should know that even Black Sperm was very afraid of Pyskos's power. The recent blast seemed to tear the entire continent apart, and even Golden Sperm, with eleven trillion cells combined, couldn't withstand such an attack.

Black Sperm felt that Pyskos might have surpassed the Dragon level, reaching some higher level.

But even such a powerful being was not a match for these people...

Black Sperm was very confident in his own strength, and with eleven trillion cells, he essentially had eleven trillion lives. Few could defeat him directly, which made him arrogant and very resentful of being underestimated.

But given the current situation...

The S-class hero Priest on the other side was not something that could simply be described as a 'monster' or 'human.'

In this light, becoming his subordinate didn't seem so disgraceful, right?

However, Black Sperm's only concern now was... what if the other party didn't accept him and intended to seal him permanently?

"What to do, should I take a gamble?"

Thinking of this, Black Sperm fell into hesitation.

But Fang Mo didn't give him time to think, dragging his huge blue-black sword and walking towards him, making his intention clear - he wanted to absorb the sperm.

"Wa... wait!"

Seeing this, Black Sperm suddenly reacted, hurriedly jumping out of the crevice.

"Oh?"

Fang Mo stopped for a moment and asked, "Are you planning to say some last words? Don't worry, I don't intend to kill you, just to use you to refine a sword..."

"Wait, let me finish..."

Hearing Fang Mo's words, Black Sperm became even more certain of his thoughts.

Yes, the best option now was to surrender immediately. He couldn't escape, and he didn't want to die, so it was better to pledge allegiance and try his luck. Even if it failed, the worst outcome would still be being sealed.

Thinking this, Black Sperm seemed to make up his mind.

With a thud, he suddenly knelt in front of Fang Mo, and his attitude changed drastically.

"Hehe, Master."

Kneeling on the ground, Black Sperm said, "Please allow me to serve you. I can do anything, no matter how dirty or tiring the work is. Most importantly, I can even eat trash..."

"What?"

Not far away, Homeless Emperor widened his eyes: "Black Sperm... you... you surrendered to the enemy!?"

"Shut up! What enemy? That's my most honorable master!" Black Sperm glared at him, "You despicable monster, don't interrupt when I'm talking to my master!"

"What the hell is this guy..."

In fact, not only Homeless Emperor, but even Tanktop Master was a bit speechless.

He had seen monsters begging for mercy out of fear of death, but someone as flexible in their stance as Black Sperm, honestly, it was a first for him. However, to be cautious, Tanktop Master turned to Fang Mo and said, "Brother Priest, this might just be his ploy to survive. Don't be soft-hearted."

"Tanktop Master, I'm not a monster anymore."

Hearing this, Black Sperm panicked and quickly explained, "Look, I only have one cell left, probably not even a wolf-level monster. Even an ordinary person could easily kill me. I just want to be Master's slave... Oh? Right, Master, didn't you ask me before if I was willing to work on your farm? I am! I'm very willing!"

"You monster, don't try to deceive..."

Tanktop Master frowned. He felt that this monster was too cunning, but before he could finish, Fang Mo interrupted him with a laugh.

"Three meals a day, only watermelon and fried chicken, okay?"

Fang Mo stopped Tanktop Master and then smiled at Black Sperm.

"Fried chicken?"

Black Sperm's eyes lit up. Fried chicken was great, with high protein content. He could slowly reserve cells by consuming protein. Originally, he thought he would have to catch bugs or be fed pet food every meal, but it turned out there was such good stuff.

"Master, you are simply my benefactor!"

Thinking this, Black Sperm said gratefully, "I am willing to serve Master with all my might. I will definitely manage the farm well..."

"Hahaha, alright, alright."

Fang Mo couldn't help but laugh, "Then you work hard. If there are visitors to the farm in the future, make sure to impress them... especially that guy named Fury, let him see how our black slaves work."

"I will definitely not embarrass you, Master."

Hearing this, Black Sperm clearly breathed a sigh of relief and promised earnestly.

He didn't find anything wrong with being called a black slave. He was originally called Black Sperm, and now, unable to defeat the other party, he was willing to be a subordinate. Being called a slave seemed appropriate... at least in the world of monsters, it wasn't disgraceful.

After all, this guy's strength was like that of a god.

Since the other party was willing to take him in, what was wrong with being called a slave?

Black Sperm was very realistic. As long as he wasn't sealed, being a slave was fine. At least he could eat fried chicken, slowly accumulating some cells for use. Given the other party's strength, maybe he really found the right thigh to hold on to.

"Alright, you just stand aside and watch."

Satisfied, Fang Mo put away the Ender Sword.

"Yes, Master."

Black Sperm gratefully stood aside.

"Hmm... it's about time to wrap this up." Fang Mo glanced at the biological radar while speaking.

Apart from those on the ground, Fang Mo could vaguely see Pig God's avatar. There were also two other monsters, one grinning black monster and the other with a chibi cat head.

The cat head was clearly the Dragon-level monster Nyan that had been hiding.

This creature had a strange ability, similar to 'cats are fluid', so it could sneak into small crevices. It seemed Fang Mo's big move didn't affect it much.

It was probably hiding after seeing Fang Mo's monstrous strength.

This creature had a nasty personality, unlike the usual cute cats. As a monsterized cat, it inherited all the bad traits of felines, such as cunning, treachery, and a love for toying with and killing weaker beings.

However, Fang Mo didn't care much about Nyan.

What really caught his attention was the grinning black avatar.

"Emm..."

Fang Mo squinted for a long time but couldn't make out what it was. It looked a bit like a Terraria monster... Mechanical Destroyer? Calamity Devourer? But the Monster Association obviously couldn't have those things, right? That was absurd.

Thinking this, Fang Mo turned to Black Sperm.

"Hey, Blackie."

Fang Mo called out, "Is there another Dragon-level monster hiding underground? It should be something black with a shell."

"What the hell is Blackie..."

Black Sperm was stunned for a moment but quickly explained, "Yes, Master, there is indeed another cadre called Elder Centipede. He hasn't appeared yet... Due to his enormous size, he usually can't move conveniently within the association."

"Oh, that guy."

Fang Mo understood.

Yes, it was previously mentioned that due to his butterfly effect, Saitama and King missed the encounter with Elder Centipede.

Normally, the Hero Association would plan to exterminate Hungry Wolf, almost succeeding, but Elder Centipede, sent by the Monster Association, would rescue him and start rampaging nearby, eventually being lured by King and one-shot by Saitama.

But because Saitama missed that storyline, Elder Centipede survived. However, given the current situation... did this guy also hide out of fear?

"Why do these monsters like to hide underground?"

Thinking this, Fang Mo shook his head, "Do they think it's safe underground? It's time for a little outer god shock."

As Fang Mo spoke, he slowly bent down, placing his palm on the ground.

Accompanied by a sudden tremor in the crater, the next second, an infinite black tide surged from the shadows.

"This... what is this..."

Seeing this, Black Sperm was startled.

At that moment, he felt an unease, like being watched by a natural enemy, and instinctively panicked.

He looked around.

The entire crater's interior seemed to come alive.

Accompanied by rustling sounds... numerous black, amorphous, gelatinous masses emerged from various places, making the crater seem like it was boiling, with layers of strange creatures piled together, like a black living ocean.

"Sigh."

With the appearance of these indescribable entities, Fang Mo sighed.

"People are driven by desperation."

"…Huh?"

Tanktop Master, a bit confused, instinctively asked, "What do you mean?"

"Monsters are the same."

Fang Mo didn't explain, just smiled and waved. A figure suddenly sprang from his shadow, a little black cat with a top hat, rubbing against Fang Mo's chest, making strange 'chirp' sounds.

"Good kid."

Fang Mo gently petted it, then said with a smile, "It's time to reel them in, flush them all out for me!"

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