Once Aaron retracted his aura, he returned to his previous normal appearance.
But Ayesha still did not rise. She was performing a pilgrimage.
As a Sovereign, she possessed an incredible fanaticism for the degree of genetic evolution. They worshipped evolution and worshipped perfect genes.
Aaron, being an Ultimate Life Form, was their God.
Ayesha was now wholeheartedly convinced.
Her face was flushed with an inexplicable fervor.
Aaron noticed Ayesha's state and wore a strange expression.
He suspected that if he descended upon Sovreign again, he wouldn't have to do anything. Simply displaying his aura would easily garner an entire Planet of zealots.
"Great Ultimate Life Form. Please accept our loyalty and faith. The Sovereigns are willing to serve you for generations, until the Universe withers and all life perishes." Ayesha spoke.
She could not imagine any life form more perfect than Aaron.
If a life form of this caliber could not be described as 'Ultimate,' then who else would be qualified?
Ayesha even began to dislike her own golden skin.
In the Universe, only Aaron was supreme. He was the ultimate end of everything.
Regarding Ayesha's humble request, Aaron thought about it for a moment and then agreed. After all, he didn't have to give anything in return.
Even if he refused, the Sovereigns would spontaneously worship him under Ayesha's call.
The ultimate goal of the Sovereigns was perfection, the ultimate.
And Aaron was the direction of the Sovereigns' evolution.
Even if he never bestowed a blessing, they would actively worship him.
"I accept your faith."
Aaron's voice echoed in the air, carrying an irresistible majesty.
Ayesha's body trembled slightly, and her eyes sparkled with fervent light.
"Great God of the Sovereigns. Please issue your first decree. We are willing to sacrifice everything to prove our race's loyalty to you."
"A decree, you say..."
Aaron casually said, "I need you to collect all species not recorded by OrgoCorp. Remember, I mean everything."
"Of course, protect yourselves and strengthen yourselves as much as possible. I don't want to descend upon Sovereign next time only to find ruins."
Ayesha did not understand, but she would not question him.
Because the will of God was above all else.
If God said it, it was the truth.
Even though the Sovereigns despised taking risks and rarely interacted with the outside world, fearing they might contaminate themselves or endanger their precious lives, if it was the will of God, the Sovereigns might very well become the most insane and valorous warriors in the Universe.
"Your decree shall be obeyed."
Aaron waved his hand and sent Ayesha directly back to Sovereign.
As for himself, he teleported to the periphery of the bio-mothership. He placed his hand on the spaceship's writhing bio-matter shell and devoured the entire vessel.
It was on this very day that Sovereign underwent earth-shattering changes.
Because of a casual remark from Aaron, this timid civilization became one of the most insane civilizations in the Universe.
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New York.
Aaron, accompanied by Jean and Gwen, was driving on the road in Westchester.
Gwen sat in the driver's seat, handling the steering wheel with noticeable unfamiliarity.
Her eyes constantly scanned the rearview mirror and the road ahead. Her muscles were tense, looking as if she were preparing for a major battle.
Aaron noticed Gwen's unusual behavior. "Gwen, didn't you say you could drive?"
Gwen's attention was still mostly on the road ahead. After confirming multiple times that there were no issues, she replied, "Actually, I only got my driver's license half a month ago."
"But please rest assured, I'm very talented at driving. Dad even praised me for being a top-tier talent."
"I just need a little more time to get familiar..."
Gwen's voice trailed off at the end, a hint of embarrassment lingering on her face.
Aaron subconsciously tightened his seatbelt. Even if he were to collide with a train, he would certainly be fine. But he didn't want tomorrow's headlines to read: Aaron Industries CEO in Car Accident.
(T/N: Osborn Industries will be referred to as Aaron Industries now.)
"Isn't your father a Police officer? Why don't you let him take you out for more practice?"
Aaron remembered that Gwen's father, George Stacy, was the New York City Police Director, which in the U.S. definitely qualified them as a wealthy middle-class family.
Aaron didn't know that George wasn't fond of him.
After he had publicly stated that New York was unsafe, a remark with defamatory implications, the local Police Department even considered hiring a lawyer to sue Aaron.
Although the matter eventually fizzled out, many Police officers' impressions of Aaron certainly wouldn't be very friendly.
Later, after a certain disreputable media outlet shouted slogans like: New York State Police Department Wasting Taxpayer Money, to grab attention, recently, the New York Police Department could be said to be the most distressed department.
When they walked outside, they were constantly pointed at and criticized.
As the Director, George's perception of Aaron and the relevant media, the instigators of all this, plummeted.
And this displeasure teached its peak when Gwen joined Aaron Industries and became Aaron's secretary.
After unverified rumors circulated that Aaron's secretarial office was his harem, George repeatedly hoped that Gwen would resign from Aaron Industries.
Gwen naturally wasn't willing to give up such a great opportunity.
The two sides had several arguments over this.
Gwen never told anyone else about these matters. She had always diligently focused on her work. Every day was very fulfilling.
Moreover, she had learned many things through her work. Both her horizons and insights were much broader than before.
Who would be willing to give up such a good opportunity?
If she were to study for a few more years, she could probably easily get a General Manager position at other medium to large companies after leaving Aaron Industries.
When Aaron brought up her father, Gwen subconsciously glanced at Aaron's eyes, then quickly looked away.
"My father is very busy, and he could be called out on duty at any time. I don't want to trouble him."
Gwen didn't tell the truth. George simply didn't want her driving Aaron. According to George, it was best for her to have less contact with Aaron.
Aaron nodded at her words.
In his memory, George could definitely be considered a good Police officer. Overtime was routine, and even after being promoted to Director, he often rushed to the front lines.
Jean, still in a long red dress, interjected, "How about I drive? My driving skills are quite good."
Aaron nodded thoughtfully, affirming, "Indeed, very good."
Jean rolled her eyes at Aaron, then quickly pulled her skirt down to cover herself, preventing Gwen from seeing the intimate scene beneath her skirt.
She shifted her body, moving a little closer to Aaron to make her movements more convenient.
Gwen didn't notice anything unusual in the back seat and said with a determined expression, "No problem, leave everything to me."
Gwen was driving intently, Aaron was also driving intently, and Jean was distractedly being driven.