Little Horse Crossing the River

Wenren Sheng saw at a glance that Colossus State's protection and development strategy would cripple the Miken People.

That was also why he did not interfere.

Why had Africa failed to rise in his previous life? Because life there had been too comfortable. Developed regions were all in the temperate zones, and that was not without reason.

Material conditions determined consciousness. Likewise, geographical environments largely determined people's drive to strive.

By handing it over to the Seed of Illusion to mess around with, he had inadvertently made a brilliant move.

If the Miken People had been pushed to the brink, they might really have erupted. However, Colossus State's emergence meant they had gained a greenhouse. It would no longer be so easy for them to explode with potential.

Wenren Sheng temporarily put Miken's affairs aside. At this moment, he was preparing to first break Mystic Stealth through to Master Level.

It had been mentioned before that breaking through to Master Level involved unprecedented risks.

This was because the higher a skill's level, the greater one's affinity with the mysterious world, and the more easily one would be tainted by it.

There were several thousand Otherworldly Experts, but only a few hundred masters.

Otherworldly Users lived two or three hundred years. With such a long lifespan, was that not enough for experts to raise several of their most familiar skills to Master Level? The problem lay in the danger.

People always craved comfort. Those who dared to break out of their comfort zones were few and far between.

Wenren Sheng had long studied the breakthrough experiences of many senior masters. He planned to try them one by one within Ji Zhengyan's illusion realm, summarize the lessons, and select the method most suitable for himself.

However, just as he began trying the