Monet stepped out of the seal.
The two gods who were guarding outside the seal were not aware of it at all.
Now Monet's realm has far exceeded that of ordinary gods.
It is really easy to hide it from their eyes and ears.
According to Feng Linyi's instructions, Monet came to the human race.
He originally thought that there was something particularly special about the human race that Feng Linhui admired.
But after Monet's observation, this is a very mediocre race.
Their lifespan is short, their average strength is low, most of them have no talent, and they also have many bad habits. They have the arrogance of elves, the recklessness of dwarves, the ignorance of orcs, the indifference of feathered people, and the laziness of tree people. With the greed of a caveman.
But they don’t have the acuity and control of energy of the elves, the dwarves’ love and bravery in making artifacts, the strength and survivability of the orcs, the talents of the feathered people that are beyond the first line of all races, and the terrifying vitality of the tree people. ··.
This seems to be an inferior ethnic group with many racial shortcomings but no advantages.
But Monet is Monet after all, and he will not be fooled by appearances.
He wanted to go deep into this group and see more clearly.
The Giant Nest Tribe is one of the largest tribes in the human race.
The leader of the tribe is a half-elf.
He has half human blood. Although he has always been ashamed of it, he still took in a large group of humans and gradually formed this giant nest tribe on the periphery of the elves.
And this half-elf, relying on the benefits brought to him by the Giant Nest Tribe, has gradually caught up with his pure-blooded kin, and is even one step closer to reaching a level comparable to that of a demigod.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with Monet.
It doesn't even have any necessary relationship with the main plot.
It is purely due to some kind of force majeure in the universe that some relatively detailed and unnecessary descriptions were made.
Monet transformed into a human form and walked among the crowd.
"This human race seems to be created based on our transformed image. Or... they themselves came into being. Such a race cannot be truly useless. What exactly is it?" Monet thought deeply.
Suddenly a group of elves riding wildebeests galloped past the broad street.
Several children who accidentally blocked their path were kicked to death by the terrifying power of the wildebeest's feet.
The young body flew high, and then fell heavily.
The flesh and blood were smashed to the ground in a blur.
The elves passed by without leaving any explanation.
But the attitude of the people around him made Monet curious.
He could feel that there was a suppressed anger in almost everyone's hearts, and there seemed to be endless anger that they wanted to vent.
But their faces showed numbness, just like the dead children, who were not 'cubs' of their own race at all.
Even the parents of several children who arrived later had expressions of struggle and helpless gloominess.
Everything seemed eerily calm.
Monet seemed to understand something.
"It's deception! These people all know how to deceive. This emotion, which is regarded as sin, has become a weapon for them to disguise themselves."
"They are all angry and hating. This hatred and anger may even be passed down as a soul imprint, affecting future generations."
"But now, they are deceiving others and deceiving themselves. Let everyone believe that they have been truly enslaved and have no spirit of resistance..."
When Monet thought of this, he was suddenly shocked.
"This is a very interesting race. It seems to have the shortcomings of all races, but it has the ability to turn these shortcomings into advantages."
"What is the reason for this?" Monet became more interested.
He decided to stay, disguised as a member of the human race, and continue to observe.
The Giant Nest Tribe has nearly 100,000 people.
This is why Monet's arrival did not attract any attention.
The most important thing is that Monet relied on his own ability to eliminate certain influences, making people actively ignore him, or... not pay so much attention to him.
Just like a drop of water, successfully merged into a sea.
Unremarkable.
From dawn on, all the people of the Giant Nest tribe must get active to fight for a chance to survive.
Whether it is the elderly, children, or pregnant women, they must work and do what they can.
Those strong men or women need to hunt and train to become elven warriors.
Of course...just cannon fodder.
Monet followed the hunting team to hunt the ferocious beasts.
Follow the old people to collect bark, tough grass blades, tree vines, etc. to make simple tools, clothing, roofs, etc.
Follow the women and children to collect wild fruits.
Then brew a rough wine slurry and contribute it to the elves.
Obtain what the elves call asylum.
Hard work and numbness, day after day, week after week.
Gradually, even Monet almost thought that he was really a person and not the god-king who once stood at the top of the world.
Of course...it's just a joke.
Monet is just trying his best to make himself more involved.
Try to use human thoughts and ways to experience the world.
I have to say that when you put yourself completely from the perspective of the human race, and then look at the problem and the world.
What Monet felt was endless pressure.
Hard work, tiredness, grievance, pain, despair... and numbness.
Monet began to be shocked by the human soul.
He knew very well whether it was an elf or a dwarf, a feathered man or an orc.
If they moved to another place and were in the current situation of the human race.
Then they have already collapsed, their entire family has collapsed, and their civilization has been shattered.
However, the human race is still tenacious and continues to multiply and spread like weeds. They possess a kind of aggression and expansion that seems harmless.
They can gradually overcome every difficulty and problem in front of them.
Until...one day, conquer this world and become the master of this world.
"This... is really a terrible race. As a god, if I cannot possess their faith, I will surely cause boundless disasters and destroy them." Monet quietly left such a definition in his heart.
Then he began to quietly develop the Soul Sect.
As his own spokesperson, he develops believers among the human race, and even selects devout people and gives them his own power.
Monet has found a way to make rapid progress, gradually rivaling or even surpassing Feng Linwen.
Human race!
The human race is where his hope lies.
Monet wants to completely change himself from a god with no fixed characteristics to a god exclusive to the human race.
