My universe in a bottle

On the World Tree.

Minnis completely restored the World Tree and began to become familiar with and continuously absorb and transform 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 Elf Throne 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?"

A sudden idea occurred to him.

"If all living beings on earth were born with three consciousnesses."

"Next, they just need to practice and continue to enter the fourth and fifth awakenings."

"But 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.

Racial bases were 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 creator god of this world, I have given life to the world and have the right to set the direction of race, category, lifespan, etc. for all living beings in this world."

"My will, the race I created, is the direction of 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.

Now 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 three-consciousness beings."

He keeps sorting it out.

As for creating a thunderous three-consciousness race?

Minnis 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 intensity of this power has been demonstrated by Herodotus.

In the fourth sense, he began to feel various electromagnetic waves in the air, connected to the infinite network, and in the fifth sense, he began to use various ingenious electric shock techniques, which were enough to ignite the World Tree and destroy the entire world.

This template is currently the most powerful, and God Himself uses it!

"The elves have set up a magical system to 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 and weapons.

For example, if you add the genetic talent of "swiftness" to the human race, wouldn't the entire human race be able to 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, 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?

But 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. Whatever talent you want, you can equip this genetic talent yourself.

"It's up to you to decide what kind of martial arts talent you want to develop."

His thoughts are flowing, and his brain is mobilizing inspiration rapidly.

"When you reach a certain period of practice, go to the human castle temple, awaken your bloodline knight talents, 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 by one, 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 embryos of human tribes. Now, the gods in the sky have given humans extraordinary power. Martial arts have 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 ground.

"That's great, the new gods are so powerful."

"yes."

"As expected of the supreme being of our world, the God of creation who created humans and elves."

Hearing the sentient beings on the earth acknowledge themselves, Minis was relieved and felt that no matter how tired a person was, he would 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, and the Demigod Geer 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 monarch.

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 of the eras he traveled through: Nokron.

Herodotus is gone.

I am left to move forward in confusion, with a mixture of awe and fear.

well.

A melodious sigh.

This Elf God King had a handsome side face and impeccable facial contours. He was wearing a golden divine robe, and his sleeves were suddenly rolled up high by the invisible breeze. "Can I really lead civilization forward? "