When Race Aura of Luck was strong enough, it would subtly transform and elevate the bloodlines and talents of that race's living beings.
Conversely, for the Human Race, whose luck had been suppressed and left it unable to recover, even if figures like the Three Pure Ones bloomed similarly in this era, they would merely fade into the masses.
But for race luck to change a person, it was not enough to simply lie flat and do nothing.
Whether it was the race or its luck, they were merely the environment and the platform—external factors that determined one's upper limit.
One's own efforts were the internal factor that determined one's lower limit.
When the entire race was in decline, one could blame the poor environment and say that no matter how hard one worked, one could not keep pace with the descendants of the strong.
But when the race's luck flourished, even as members of the same race, their future heights could still differ vastly.
Fate had never favored those who blamed Heaven and others while refusing to improve themselves.
With a good environment and a good platform, all one needed was to put in some effort. One might not necessarily see a rainbow, but one would certainly see a different world.
Whether one could reach the shore of success also depended somewhat on luck. Yet the times made heroes, and heroes suited the times!
Like the Human Race now, many had become the first to eat crab.
After the race's luck grew powerful, babies born into such an exceptional environment became the first batch to benefit without doing anything.
As early as two years ago, after Xu Kun and his generation of talent awakeners, the Human Race had completely broken new ground. The very next year, there were individuals