Leaving the Desolate Planet with the Ox-Beast Clone, Meng Natoxin took out his spaceship. It was a full kilometer long, while the Ox-Beast Clone stood only a hundred meters tall, and he was about the same size. It could easily accommodate them both. Although it was a little cramped, that hardly mattered.
As for the scaled Monster Race Immortal, its body was far too enormous, so Meng Natoxin put it into his World Ring.
Before putting it into the ring, he also assigned it a task: verify whether the Ox-Beast Clone had told the truth.
Although the Monster Race's communications system was far inferior to those of the humans and the Machine Race, it was still one of the pinnacle races. Through plunder and various other means, it had established a basic communications network.
At the very least, real-time communication within a single star sector inside its territory was possible.
When Meng Natoxin ordered Man Wu to verify the information, he made no attempt to hide it from the Ox-Beast Clone. He even watched his expression. Seeing no trace of panic on his face, only calm composure, he was all but certain that he had not lied.
Still, the necessary background checks before accepting him as a follower were important. After all, they concerned his safety when he later went to the Outer-Domain Battlefield. Even if he was certain, he would not skip the verification procedures.
Naturally, the Ox-Beast Clone was not worried. In fact, he was eager for Meng Natoxin to investigate. The more reassured Meng Natoxin felt, the more trust he would place in him.
After all, there were plenty of monsters who could vouch for how he had first appeared in the Monster Race Territory, including a Venerable. Although that Venerable had merely brought him out among