Rennimansga, Already Tenth-Order?

In truth, watching Medusa leave, Xu Zhi felt quite fortunate as well.

Fortunately, he had been rather cautious.

He had always concealed his body with hazy mist, making his appearance impossible to discern. Otherwise, changing bodies now would have exposed him.

"As for raising this little fellow myself, that would be terrible. I have no time, nor can I be bothered to watch over it constantly. Handing it to Medusa is the best outcome." His gaze turned toward the distance.

"It seems Cosmos Garden is about to get on track? That's quite interesting."

Medusa took the little lifeform and left the garden.

Rustle, rustle.

She entered the living room. "Is this a lifeform of the Rennimansga race?"

She took a deep breath, still deeply shaken. Her heart had been pounding wildly just moments ago, as though she had narrowly escaped death. "Good thing my expression stayed calm and I pretended to know it was an Iron-Based Lifeform. Otherwise, I would have been dead for sure!"

"I definitely would have died!" Medusa trembled slightly.

As a battle maniac, she was not afraid of death. She even loved the thrill of dancing on the edge of life and death. But this was the kind of death she least wanted to face.

"What race are you?"

At that moment, the Little Iron Ball spoke in a childish voice. "I sense unprecedented evil from you."

What was the highest realm of cuckooing the nest?

Even this newly born iron-based lifeform did not know it was a Zerg. Having received its inherited memories upon birth, it believed itself to be a member of the iron-based lineage. Although it had inherited memories, they were merely memories of the cultivation system; it knew little about many things in the outside world.

"I am from the Evil God