The various performances of the alien races on the New Continent perfectly answered a question that had plagued the humans of Earth for a long time.
For intelligent life other than humans, was there an absolute connection between intelligence and strength? If the answer was yes,
then it was undoubtedly despairing for humanity.
Because if they found intelligent life weaker than themselves, its intelligence would certainly be inferior to humanity's.
But if they found intelligent life stronger than themselves, the gap in intelligence meant that humanity would have no chance of catching up. They might even become the other party's prey. Yet now, this question had undoubtedly received the answer humanity had hoped for most.
"This world is fair. No one can have everything."
"Talent is talent, and brains are brains. The stronger a race's innate talent, the lower its intelligence."
"For example, those beings born at the True God level might need tens of thousands of years for their brains to develop before they could catch up to the level of ordinary humans," Adam said. "That's also the main reason humans, despite lacking cultivation talent, have been able to go so far along the path of technology."
"Of course, there are also exceptionally gifted individuals among the alien races. As long as the tribe is large enough and the number of offspring is high enough, a few dazzling individuals will always emerge. You're a good example. Compared to humanity, you practically seem like you belong to a different species."
"And the reason you currently feel that the alien races are weak is, in my opinion, mainly due to three factors."
Adam turned toward Su Mo.
"First, before you, there were thirty-one games in total. In particular, during the first game, the Five Great Royal Clans sent in practically all