"Good treasure. This Huan Zhou Civilization really wasted a priceless treasure—the Ten Thousand Professions Book. It really is a fine treasure!"
The farther back the civilization was, the more complete the development process and glorious scenes revealed in the videos became.
With the help of the Ten Thousand Professions Book, the Huan Zhou Civilization rose to glory, only to decline rapidly because of the struggle over it.
Several sharp glints flashed through Su Mo's eyes. He only regretted that he had no way to take the treasure out of the video.
Putting everything else aside, this was far more useful than the World Cauldron! Being able to predict disasters in advance was useful, but what good was choosing disasters? At most, it could reduce some uncontrollable risks.
But the Ten Thousand Professions Book practically fed food straight to one's mouth. All one had to do was open wide and eat.
Besides, the World Cauldron's greatest function had now been sealed.
Thinking of this, Su Mo immediately felt that the game's compensation was far too little. No matter how one looked at it, the World Cauldron's status was much higher than the Ten Thousand Professions Book's. With such scant compensation, did they take him for a beggar?
If he were given a Ten Thousand Professions Book now, the humans on Earth could completely establish themselves in the wasteland within half a year at most.
Give it another year or two, and it would be even more incredible.
Not to mention the foreign races—even if the foreign races' newly ascended gods came, they would suffer without sufficient divine power.
"But come to think of it, if they really gave me a Ten Thousand Professions Book, this Gods Gambling Duel probably wouldn't exist."
In the previous games, humanity had to perform brilliantly during