What was that being doing? While Carls fought these weak Sea Reptilian Creatures, he turned his head to look at that mysterious being hidden in the unseen. It seemed to be holding a pen and recording something. Everything felt far too mysterious. What was the meaning of it? Taking notes.
This was a new era.
Naisela was somewhat nervous as well.
She took a deep breath, sat in her chair, and muttered inwardly, This should also follow some kind of hidden law. I only need to imitate it. Although I can't produce the corresponding Great Dao laws, and my posture is merely superficial, I still need to look the part.
After all, there was no harm in doing so! As the weakest ordinary Ninth-Order being, she was deeply unsettled. She felt that she understood none of the principles and feared that those powerful beings would discover some joke or flaw in her.
She herself was an impostor.
If she wanted to avoid revealing flaws through her everyday actions, she only needed to imitate the movements and behavior of genuine beings, copying them exactly.
"Fortunately, I secretly observed their movements before. Even my posture is fairly similar." Naisela took a deep breath, ate a bright red round fruit, and sat in her chair, feeling the weight of her responsibility.
At that moment, Carls and his group—a swarm of ordinary Tyrannosaurus Muscle Lifeforms the size of ants—were fighting the Sea Reptilian Creatures in that ocean!
It looked incredibly intense.
In reality, it was merely ordinary creatures from both sides fighting and waging war. There was no cultivation system of supernatural power whatsoever.
After all, everything had only just begun to rise. Although these lifeforms might be exceptionally gifted, they had not yet had time to develop or cultivate. They were still evolving