"Everyone, there are no big problems with the operation of the Phantom God Space."
On the throne, the God of Thunder said.
"But regarding the evolutionary direction of many voters, I still have to ask you to give some priority to your opinions."
The God of Murlocs sat on his seat, thinking about how to give the Murlocs an evolutionary direction.
Lin Hai had an idea in his mind to transform Hercules' tribe into giant dragons, which were huge, had wings and could fly, and were born to dominate the air.
I also want to transform the murlocs into mermaids or naga...
Goblins transformed into elves.
However, all this has to happen slowly, and the gods and tribes must all accept that image.
For example, now.
The incarnation of all beasts showed his figure, nodding slightly to Hercules, "I have an immature suggestion..."
After a few words, Hercules touched his chin thoughtfully.
"You're right. As predators, our family already has enough food and clothing."
"As a professional?" Hercules continued to cross his chin, remembering the attribute system set by the gods.
Most of his tribesmen have a physical constitution of 7-9, a mental strength of 2-3, and a magic power of 0-1. At this stage, they are very advantageous in terms of physical fitness.
But what if you can still fly while being strong?
That's it.
Hercules clapped his hands and confirmed, "Thank you for your opinion."
Lin Hai's beast incarnation gently stepped back. Maybe the next time he sees Hercules, he may have evolved wings.
"Everyone, I have an idea." Hercules put forward the plan he had just summarized and asked all the gods to participate in the discussion.
Here, the gods are trying their best to trust each other and maintain the harmony of an alliance and a group.
Fortunately, the simple gods all thought so, and nothing terrible happened.
If you were a malignant God, it would be a good thing if you didn't play shit all day long.
For example, in the replica Pantheon built hundreds of miles away, the three gods stared at each other and almost got into a fight.
But from other aspects, there are still gods who calm down and communicate, and the alliance they have established is relatively stable, with regular communication.
Even if they cannot keep up with the rapid changes of the original Pantheon, they have at least united and made progress.
Lin Hai looked gloomy, maybe they didn't have as much time as they thought.
They not only want to grow, but also attack other growth targets in the process of growth.
Once they are allowed to develop, they will become a threat.
In his mind, he silently planned the second five-year plan.
In these five years, he will raise the level of the entire tribe and the level of the entire pantheon.
And, try unplugging a clone of Pantheon.
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The red sun is rising, and the morning glow is rising.
A wisp of breeze danced, and a figure formed. Lin Hai walked towards the tribe.
He has made great progress in the first five years.
The goblins have become experts in cooked food, and have learned how to bake on stone slabs and simmer potatoes.
Their IQ has gone from being comparable to that of a nine-year-old human child when they first met, to the current average of twelve years old.
Although the increase is not large, it is already a difficult progress.
The new generation of goblins have learned the four arithmetic operations under the guidance of the tree elders, which is enough for them to perform calculations in daily life.
Then there is the teaching of Chinese. A small number of goblins have learned to speak simply, and most of them can only fish with ah ah ah.
As he walked, Lin Hai stopped and looked at the strong figure over two meters tall in front of him.
It was an elf with a slender figure, no obvious male features, and slight female features. The thorn clothes he wore showed his identity.
"The God of Anesthesia?" The God of Thunder spoke softly, with a determined tone.
But what he didn't expect was that the God of Anesthesia would eat up the druid's transformation so quickly and transform the plant body into a flesh-and-blood elf body.
He smiled slightly, his bright face seemed to be glowing, and the plants around him seemed to have lost control, exuding the aura of being close to him.
Lin Hai was startled. In this way, the control of this forest land has been reduced too much, but he still doesn't feel anything.
Thoughts swirled in his mind. This was anesthetizing his godhead and taking away a piece of his territory.
But this is temporary. Once he leaves, control will still be restored here.
It's just that the original owner knew nothing about what happened and the traces left during the time it was under his control.
'This is not anesthesia, this is charm, right?'
Seeing his heartbeat beating twice unsatisfactorily, Lin Hai gently comforted his little heart that was beating all the time.
I thought silently in my heart, this is a man, this is a man, this is a man.
In fact, the God of Anesthesia is neutral, with a female image and personality.
"God of Thunder." The God of Anesthesia bowed slightly and saluted.
"Want to take a look at my tribe?" Lin Hai calmed down and extended the invitation without fear, with a smile on his face.
The God of Anesthesia smiled slightly and readily accepted his invitation, even though this was the purpose of waiting here.
The two gods took steps, both had pointed ears that looked like elves, and had slender and well-proportioned bodies.
One was naked from the waist up, holding a god-killing spear, and the other was wrapped tightly, only revealing a pair of pointed ears and a small half of his face.
"Ouch——"
A streak of red fire flashed across, like a wild horse running wildly.
The God of Anesthesia looked at Chi Yan and the series of little guys behind him with a strange look in his eyes.
This is a rare racial mutant, and it has been gifted by God.
Lin Hai waved, and Chi Yan turned around with his tongue out, flopping to his feet and rolling over, making a purring sound.
The God of Anesthesia watched this scene with great interest, with a glint in his beautiful eyes. He never expected that the God of Thunder would like such an animal.
He is not a human being, and he does not have the love for fluffy creatures, so he doesn't understand the God of Thunder's preferences.
After a few baptisms, Chi Yan frowned, made a winking face at him, and ran away far away like he was having fun.
Several kitten-like cubs hurriedly followed, their round bodies rolling all the way.
The two gods took another step forward, and Lin Hai told him about the goblin buildings that had appeared nearby.
"This is the orchard fenced by the goblins." A piece of land exuded the scent of the divine power of the forest. He looked at it from time to time. Even if his eyes fell here, it would make the environment here more suitable for the growth of plants.
Even one of his unconscious thoughts can make the weeds here grow in a slightly orderly manner, and can also make the fruit trees here lush and green.