(〃>目<)
Gary Smith flatly laid out his plan, and the idea was simple: since the breeding rules couldn't be broken, then he would play by them.
Breeding was essentially a competition among countless excellent genes, and in the end, only one seed could emerge victorious.
If the Mother of Twilight was behind it, she certainly would have infused top-notch offspring, but it couldn't be a Great Existence.
Compared to that, as a taboo truth...
He should be more qualified!
A straight fight for survival of the fittest!
To have the Supreme Mother Goddess bear him a child.
Only, a solitary yang does not produce; without having evolved the organs for self-fertilization, he had the seed but no soil, and thus could not breed alone, so he needed some help.
If all else failed, he would have to ask Little Spider for help, but she was still a child.
"Thank goodness." Rose of the Crimson Moon sighed with relief, knowing that Gary Smith wasn't a Scumbag Man was enough for her.