The terms Saine offered were soon passed to Wuzhuo through the Evil Spirit King.
Wuzhuo did not respond immediately.
That was only normal.
Although it did not have a fixed flesh-and-blood form, as a powerful life-form at the Level-12 Peak, Wuzhuo's sense for danger was far from dull.
Having it enter Mechanical Civilization's most heavily guarded experimental base alone was almost the same as willingly placing its life in Saine's hands.
Of course, Wuzhuo knew Mechanical God Emperor Saine had always kept his word.
At least over all these years, none of the Evil Swamp Temple Lords who had established trade ties with Saine had ever seen him break a promise.
The Blue-eyed Octopus, the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord, and others had even obtained quite a few high-grade resources from Mechanical Civilization.
But trade was trade.
On the Evil Swamp battlefield before, Wuzhuo had, after all, stood on the opposite side of Mechanical Civilization.
If it were Wuzhuo itself, and a Level-12 Life that had once attacked it willingly entered the heartland of its faction, it might not be able to stop itself from striking.
Not to mention, Wuzhuo possessed a Level-12 Peak Life Level, and its body also contained a large amount of mysteries belonging to the Origin of Evil Swamp Time-Space.
To any Truth Explorer, this was an extremely tempting high-grade specimen.
Therefore, after receiving Saine's terms, Wuzhuo remained silent for nearly two hundred full years.
During those two hundred years, it did not leave Evil Swamp Time-Space.
Nor did it take the initiative to contact the Evil Spirit King again.
But Wuzhuo's condition continued to deteriorate.
Its vast pollution Rule True Body, which had no fixed form, had once been able to cover great swathes of starry space.
Countless gray-black pollution tides had surged within its Rule