Su Hao had known from very early on that the evolution of a civilization would never be so simple, even with the active intervention of the three of them.
After setting factors such as the environment, species, and intelligence, there was still the factor of time that could not be avoided.
Everything needed time to brew and ferment before it could yield what they wanted.
As for whether the species they had chosen to carry civilization would ultimately grow according to their expectations, even Su Hao and the other two were not entirely certain.
There could be many accidents in a person's lifetime.
The same was true for a civilization. Perhaps while they were unable to watch over it in time, a sudden accident would wipe them all out...
That possibility was not low, either.
That was why they had renovated several hundred planets in one go. As long as thirty to fifty of them could successfully evolve into civilizations, they would have achieved their goal.
On the planet Ashan had transformed using his own homeland as a template, the main body of civilization was a race similar to the Mountain Spirit Clan, only taller and more agile. They looked remarkably like the elves of legend and were called the Elf Race.
The Elf Race had now formed sizable communal settlements, and they had developed a language capable of simple communication.
They wrapped simple grass leaves and animal hides around their waists, barely covering their vital parts, then leaped and darted through the forest to hunt and gather with remarkable agility.
They also deliberately hunted special "Exotic Beasts" and brought them back to the tribe, where the strongest and most respected leaders distributed them for consumption, attempting to evolve into new forms.
Of course, the death rate was not low.