Minnis completely restored the World Tree and became familiar with it again, constantly absorbing and transforming all the gifts of Herodotus.
After relaxing, I found that dozens of days had passed.
"I am the only one left among the creator gods, so I should continue to create things, create racial life on earth, and promote civilization."
He sat on the throne of elves and thought, recalling the five realms of information that Herodotus left him.
"Life is divided into the first primitive cells, the second perfect consciousness brain, and the third perfect body structure."
"Only after the fourth awakening can one begin to practice and build a perfect body before evolving oneself."
"As for the beings on the earth today, if I create perfect consciousness and perfect bodies for them, wouldn't they be the existence of the three consciousnesses as soon as they are born?"
He had a sudden idea.
"If all the people on earth were born with three consciousnesses."
"Next, they just need to practice and continue to enter the fourth and fifth awakenings..."
"However, it limits some potential."
He pondered.
After all, a tall building rises from the ground. I built the first, second, and third floors for them in advance, and fixed the basic direction for them.
For example, if you create an extraordinary race with thunder as its specialty, you can only continue like this for the rest of your life.
The racial basis is restricted.
"However, once it is popularized and the lower limit is raised, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages."
Minis sat on the throne and continued to deduce, and suddenly sighed:
"As the God of creation of this world, I have given life to the world and have the right to set the direction of race, category, life span, etc. for all living beings in this world."
"My will and the race I create are the direction forward for civilization."
He knew the horror in his heart, and every decision he made could determine the rise and fall of the entire world civilization.
Attabia and Herodotus, two astonishing geniuses, had the torch of civilization handed over to him. He did not seek to make a breakthrough and start his own great legend, but only sought to preserve the times and advance steadily.
Nowadays, it is no longer the time for discussions among the gods.
He alone has to be responsible for the entire construction of life, and is likely to fall into some misunderstandings.
But he had no choice.
As the king of civilization, you must make the decision you think is right.
"The template of the elves is the talent for divine magic. I will build a body for them that can store a large amount of energy and can better perform divine magic, and evolve the elves into a three-conscious life."
He keeps sorting it out.
As for creating a thunderous three-consciousness race?
Minis has no such plan yet.
Because this structure is too strong!
Without certain wisdom, ordinary people will practice cultivation and escape from death. It is not suitable for popularization and should be used as a general template.
Secondly, if this power is controlled by others, it will greatly affect one's own rule.
Thunder is the power of God.
The exclusive artifact that matches the Thunder Talent, the Six-thorn Crown of Thorns, can use electromagnetic waves - the Divine Net, to sense the entire bottom of the World Tree.
The strength of this power has been proven by Herodotus.
In the fourth sleep, he began to feel various electromagnetic waves in the air, connected to the infinite network, and in the fifth sleep, there were all kinds of ingenious electric shock magic, which was enough to ignite the World Tree and destroy the entire world.
This template is by far the most powerful, and God Himself uses it!
"The elves have set up a magical system and perform various magical arts. How should the human martial arts system evolve?"
He pondered.
The elves can take the path of magical talent and be diversified.
After all, as long as you hold an Elf Codex, which contains the gene sequence of the giant god, you can catalyze the creation of local body organs, come out to fight the enemy, and even summon skeletons and vines...
But the human race is different.
They rely on themselves to practice martial arts, mainly using fists, feet and weapons.
For example, if you add the genetic talent of "swiftness" to the human race, wouldn't it mean that the entire human race can only practice this kind of martial arts?
"It's too dull and has no potential."
He kept thinking, "The human race is the second favorite created by the old gods in the sky. It is the protagonist of the earth and should have strong potential."
As the creator god of this world, creating extraordinary races for this world is extremely complicated and requires many details to be considered.
If the race is not strong, how can we deduce the extraordinary power of this world and continuously advance to civilization?
However, he also quickly thought of a solution using human martial arts:
Loaded with bloodline talents.
To put it simply, it is to leave a DNA equipment slot at the end of the human race's genes. If you want any talent, you can equip this genetic talent yourself.
"It's up to you to decide what kind of martial arts talent you want to practice."
His thoughts are flowing, and his brain is rapidly mobilizing inspiration.
"When you reach a certain period of practice, go to the human castle temple, awaken the bloodline knight talent, and equip yourself with the bloodline talent totems of your choice, such as 'swiftness', 'strength' and 'iron arm'. You can decide the direction of your life's practice."
"In this way, even if the martial arts framework of their race is fixed, their potential is much greater because of the loading structure! This race can be diversified!"
He suddenly smiled.
"Human race, practice the bloodline totem martial arts system."
"Totem martial arts system, among the human race, totem shamans help create totem divine patterns one after another, enriching the bloodline talent of the race, and the potential is endless!"
Soon, this voice resounded throughout the human tribes on the earth.
In the past, martial arts were just crude primitives of human tribes. Now, the gods in the sky have bestowed extraordinary power on humans. Martial arts has completely flourished, and the totem era has completely begun.
In every era, a creator god is born who leads the evolution of civilization and life.
Now, the new god has proven his strength.
The entire earth, elves and humans, gradually began to believe that this new god of creation would lead them to a new era.
An invisible ripple of electromagnetic waves covers the earth, sensing all kinds of life on the earth.
"That's great, the new gods are so powerful."
"yes."
"He is worthy of being the supreme being of our world, the God of creation who created humans and elves."
Hearing the sentient beings on earth acknowledge themselves, Minis was relieved and felt that no matter how tired a person was, he would still be rewarded.
"They are actually happy."
Minnis listened to the sound of the earth, and the ripples penetrated directly through the crystal wall and entered the silver chaos.
But Minnis was outside the crystal wall and could no longer sense the vast eyes of God described by Herodotus and the six-thorn crown of thorns.
"After this battle, nothing can be seen, and there is silence in the chaos."
He frowned.
"According to the information left by the ancient abyss monarch, too many civilizations before ours were destroyed and turned into waves of the times."
"The Giant God King of the Giant Dynasty of Enshige, the Black Mirror Queen of the Ashes King's City, the Demigod Gal of the Sky Kingdom..." He murmured these corners of the vast ancient mysterious history, with great awe in his heart.
He still remembered the words of that terrifying ancient demon king.
If Herodotus hadn't performed brilliantly in front of him, the civilization of this era would most likely have been destroyed quickly, and he didn't deserve to know the name he traveled through each era: Nokron.
But now, Herodotus has left.
And in his heart, he moved forward in confusion, with awe and fear.
well.
A melodious sigh.
This elf god king has a handsome side face and an impeccable facial contour. He is wearing a golden divine robe, and his sleeves are suddenly rolled up high by the invisible breeze. "Can I really lead civilization forward?"
