The True Face of Fate

Human emotions were no mystery to advanced civilizations.

The hormones secreted by the brain and changes in the body could reveal the direction of a person's mood.

They might not know what someone was thinking, but they could make a good guess at what that person felt.

Lusa's expression shifted. "Damn. I've become the backup choice!"

Given humanity's current state of mind, they were very likely to choose a lower civilization.

No, they had probably never been likely to choose an advanced civilization in the first place!

Unknown, powerful, hard to deal with—those were all reasons for humanity to hesitate.

Humanity had gone from looking for a "teacher" to looking for a "friend." That made them even less likely to choose someone too domineering!

"I acted too high and mighty from the start, as if I outranked everyone here except Huang Ji... I'm already off humanity's shortlist..."

"And I really am the highest-ranking bird here after Huang Ji! What am I supposed to do?"

Lusa's mind raced. Humanity was no longer judging gifts by how expensive they were.

They cared about what they needed—and about the feeling behind them.

"As expected of a founding ruler who overthrew alien rule and revived her civilization. To make countless heroes of the Revival Society willingly serve at your feet... Your skill at manipulating hearts is remarkably subtle," Lusa said lightly.

He was talking about Nifita, of course.

Many people knew Huang Ji had been behind Nomo's rise, and that Nomo Civilization had produced a golden generation.

The Revival Society had brought forward a wealth of talent. Countless capable people had been discovered in the same era, each taking a role in governing Nomo Civilization and helping it flourish.

By comparison, its head of state, Nifita, seemed unremarkable—even mediocre and naive. Just a puppet.