Guixu.
Temporary Human Base.
In the conference hall.
The Elder's voice slowly descended.
Thousands of alien races below fell into silence.
They looked at the white-haired old man above them, and then recalled the two demigods among the humans.
Their hearts churned, unable to find peace.
Ten minutes was enough time for them to contact their clan elders and discuss.
But for matters of great importance to their species, they only had ten minutes to consider.
Too hasty, too urgent.
Thus, after a moment of silence, a wave of noisy voices erupted.
"We came to ally with humanity with a belief in friendship, yet you demand our submission!"
"Humans, you are too overbearing. Know that what is too rigid will easily break."
"We are not as powerful as you humans, but there are countless species on Blue Star. What if the few great races at the top of the pyramid demanded your submission?"
"You would surely resist, wouldn't you? But why demand our submission?"
"Put yourselves in our shoes, don't you understand? Don't you have empathy?"
"We would rather die than be slaves."
A group of alien races shouted loudly, asserting their presence.
The louder they shouted now, the more they would have to consider their reputation if humanity decided to act against them later.
However, they were thinking too much, too naively.
They knew humanity, a race that prided itself on being a civilized nation and greatly valued its image.
But those shouting the loudest were all races that were very distant from humans.
Some even came from the far west, so far away, with several major races not inferior to humans in between, that they were naturally unwilling to submit.
But those races that were adjacent to humans, or quite close, thought realistically. Not submitting meant an eighty percent chance of annihilation, so they retorted with considerable trepidation.
"If you dare to speak of our suzerain nation like that again, don't blame us for being impolite!"
"That's right, what a great race humanity is! Before the Great Cataclysm, they were the rulers of Blue Star, and today they are merely returning to their peak!"
"We are all native species of Blue Star, and we should cooperate for mutual benefit! What's wrong with submitting to humans? We were pets of humans before, and I miss those days. What of it? Meow~"
"You species have gained sentience but forgotten your masters!"
"Bah, you ungrateful wretches, Master, we beg you to conquer them. Woof!"
These alien races had their territories close to humans, and their sense of danger was acute.
They feared human conquest, feared human expansion, and after finally evolving from animals into intelligent beings, they did not want to die.
As soon as these alien races finished speaking, the faces of those who had spoken with such spirit changed.
They glared with anger, but neither side was willing to back down, and they stared at each other.
In front of the live broadcast.
Countless humans watched this scene, feeling both moved and proud.
But they also glared at these alien races who were unwilling to submit.
They remembered the appearances of these alien races, and if they had the chance, they would surely take them as pets, no, as mounts.
If they were unwilling to be subordinates, then they would be pets and slaves.
"They really deserve to die. We didn't force them."
"Yes, we gave them a choice, and they still dare to criticize."
"In the end, they still think we humans can't do anything about them."
"Look at those few races, from the far west. We humans haven't even been there."
"I heard it's the territory of another overlord, and Western humans are just surviving there."
"Yes, I remember when the Great Cataclysm had just occurred, we invited them to form a federal government together, but they refused."
"Not only that, but there's also the land of Dongying, which has had no news for hundreds of years."
"I heard that the people of Dongying have all mutated, becoming like fierce ghosts, with greatly reduced intelligence, and can no longer be called humans."
"Haha, we've long disliked them. We didn't take them, but Heaven has taken them for us. They deserve it."
"However, what these alien races said is not entirely wrong. We really can't do anything about them now."
"Look, the Elder is speaking."
Everyone quickly focused on the live broadcast. Indeed, after observing coldly for a few minutes, the Elder spoke.
His expression was calm, showing no emotion.
"To all those who have traveled far, those who submit to our humanity will receive our assistance."
"As for those unwilling to submit, this old man will not force you. You may all leave."
"Do not make this old man say it a third time!"
His tone gradually became icy.
Those unwilling to submit races shivered instinctively, bowed, and slowly retreated.
These races were either already powerful or very far from humanity.
They simply had no desire to submit to humans.
After these races withdrew, more than three hundred alien races remained.
From thousands down to just over three hundred, although the numbers were vastly different, three hundred alien races was still a considerable number.
He looked down at these races and found that most were weak tribes.
Some tribes didn't even have any ninth-tier experts, while the more powerful tribes numbered only twenty or thirty.
Among these powerful tribes, some had about ten ninth-tier experts, making them a small or medium-sized force.
It was worth noting that after two major battles, humanity had fewer than a hundred ninth-tier experts, which showed the rarity of ninth-tier individuals.
"Since you have submitted to our humanity, you shall all sign the contract!"
"This contract is of demigod-level, our humanity's ultimate demigod artifact. Once signed, it is eternally binding and cannot be betrayed!"
"Sign it!"
The next moment, a giant piece of paper, ten meters long and five meters wide, appeared in the void.
At the Elder's command, the contract floated before everyone.
They were confused, as they were not the leaders of their tribes. Would their signatures be valid?
As this thought arose, they suddenly felt a connection to their respective leaders.
Then, their consciousness was pulled into a virtual space, where their leaders stood before them.
The leaders were also bewildered, but quickly understood the contract's purpose.
After signing the contract, their consciousness returned.
The Elder reached out, and the contract returned to his hand.
At this moment, everyone realized that the Elder was also unfathomably powerful.
He possessed a demigod artifact.
"Very well, from this day forward, your fates are intertwined with ours. These three hundred tribes shall henceforth share all things!"
"No tribe shall attack another! No geographical barriers shall be erected! No killing shall occur between you!"
"Humanity shall be your parent, capable of judging your right from wrong. If conflicts arise that cannot be resolved, come to us humans!"
"Furthermore, humanity holds absolute dominion over you. In the near future, humanity will launch a campaign against a certain tribe!"
"You must provide military aid!"
The words fell, causing great reactions among the various tribes.
However, in the next moment, they became happy.
The Elder smiled, "When you march with humanity, you shall have a share of the spoils according to your merits!"
"In the future, when humanity conquoys other realms, you will also receive another place to reside!"
This temptation was too great.
It was always alien realms that invaded their territories; when had they ever counterattacked alien realms?
They began to anticipate that day!
It seemed that following humans was not such a bad thing.