Since transplanting the archaea to Vongers, Yuan Chu's attention has refocused on this humanoid race.

As the first species he designed, and a sapient race that closely resembles humans, he was not satisfied with this work in his heart.

The body structure of Von Guers and his group is basically modeled after that of modern humans, and there are additional enhancements in terms of physical fitness.

This is tantamount to helping them open the acceleration hanging, allowing them to skip billions of years and directly reach the evolutionary level of later generations in one step.

With such cross-era hardware support, the intelligence level of Vongers's branch must not be said.

However, decades have passed, and this tribe, which started out as a thousand people, has grown to tens of thousands, but their level of civilization is worrying.

In addition to simple stone tools, no other tools were made, and the houses they lived in were only cobbled together on the main body of a huge mushroom, not to mention the most crucial writing for the inheritance of civilization.

If it weren't for the imprint of eternal consciousness that allowed Vongers to understand the basic structure of language and teach his people, they might not even have a communication barrier by now.

This species has no IQ, but it is so stretched in terms of innovation, which Yuan Chu did not expect at first.

However, this also proves that it is not a fluke that human beings can become the overlord of the earth in the next generation.

Even if there is the same or even much higher than the starting point of human beings, it is difficult for other species to reach the height of human civilization.

Thinking of this, Yuan Chu was proud and had a little regret.

As for Vongers, who seems to be overpowered, he cares the least.

The archaea's ability to reproduce has been locked in, and over generations, this ability will become less and less until it disappears.

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Dappled sunlight shone through the cracks in the branches of the fungal tree and fell on those who knelt down around them.

The ritual in front of me was so familiar, and everything seemed to be the same as before, as if nothing had changed.

However, under the washes of time, there is nothing unchanging except eternity itself.

The people involved in the ceremony have changed, and not only are there many younger, but the old faces are also much older.

The previous Vongers was already graying his temples at this time, and the knife-like nasolabial folds extended from the wings of his nose to the corners of his mouth, showing the vicissitudes of time and making him more and more majestic.

"Autumn has arrived, and I declare that this year's hunting season has officially started now."

Hearing Vongers's announcement, a round of enthusiastic cheers erupted in the surroundings.

In the crowd, a young man seemed a little out of place with the crowd around him, and instead of cheering, he stood still, looking at Vongers standing under the tree with a somewhat complicated expression.

At this time, a voice sounded in his ears:

"Muller, look no further, Father's gaze will not linger on you.

To be precise, his gaze will not rest on any of his children, and no one will let him look at him more. ”

When Müller heard this, he quietly withdrew his gaze, then turned his head behind him, looked at the person who came, and said:

"In a sense, this can be regarded as an equal treatment, there are so many people who want to stand in the position of their father, and now everyone has more or less opportunities, second brother, are you right?"

When the second brother heard this, he glanced at Mueller with his amber eyes.

"Perhaps, but first you have to overpower the others during the hunting season to get your father's attention.

But even then, you won't have much of an advantage.

Muller thinks about it, assisting me in the top position is much more successful than you bet on yourself. ”

With that, he turned around and left.

Mueller looked at the departing second brother and couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that the other party suddenly appeared to woo him, and as his father grew older, this kind of clique between brothers became more and more frequent.

Müller was not interested in the throne, he was self-aware.

Compared with the second brother just now, he has a lower degree of similarity with his father, because he was born by his mother.

And a highly similar appearance like the second brother was independently conceived by his father Vongers.

Regardless of his appearance or the type of elemental power, he was far inferior to the latter.

For this alone, he felt that the throne could not fall on his head, so he did not want to get involved.

used an excuse to block the second brother's wooing, and then Mueller followed the large army to start hunting.

The so-called hunting season is actually a large-scale sweeping operation carried out by the ethnic group in the second half of the year when it is about to overwinter.

One is to get rid of the threatened carnivores, and the other is to store food for the winter in advance.

In addition, the hunting season is also a platform for the warriors of the clan to show their strength.

However, as Von Gues got older, the hunting season took a turn for the worse and became a stage for his children to show off their strength.

I saw a fireball fly out of the crowd and hit a coyote in the distance with precision.

Compared to the clansmen who were still using stone spears, elemental power was like a hot weapon, so it was no wonder that they were called gods, the gap was too big.

Von Gues currently has eleven heirs, and in order to compete for the only throne, they have begun to capture prey with all their might, hoping to show their faces in this hunting season.

Only Müller fished in the crowd, and because of his low physical similarity to Vongers, no one paid attention to him for a while.

He is more interested in studying the elemental power in his body than what he can't ask for.

Although he had only inherited one wind elemental force from Vongers, he had always wondered where the upper limit of that power was.

Müller turned elemental power into a wind blade that quickly circled around his fingertips, a routine of his daily practice.

Despite the fact that there were people all around, no one noticed the small movements of his hands.

There is one exception, though.

Yuan Chu had already moved the observation center to the tribe over the years, and Mueller's small movements naturally couldn't hide from his eyes.

As much as I found the way this young man exercises control interesting, it was limited to that.

As the developer of archaea, he knows better than anyone where the upper limit of this power is.

The archaea only store the extreme natural energy they suffer in the body, and the strength of the natural energy is the upper limit of the elemental power, which is completely dead, even if Muller plays with the wind blade in his hand, it is useless.

Yuan Chu glanced at it twice, and then lost interest in this little trick.

He skipped Muller and looked elsewhere, when he suddenly felt that there was a collision of elemental forces in the distance, and there seemed to be a conflict there.

Through the hyphae, he instantly came to the scene of the incident, and when he saw the corpse of a feline with a body of nearly three meters on the ground, he guessed the reason for the fight......