After a bumpy exchange with Little Monster, Luo Nian had gained a rough understanding of the situation in deep space.
Deep space was no longer as glorious as it had been in the past. Although these newly born creatures were all Fifth-Cage lifeforms, their strength was worlds apart from that of the former Dan Race and Yang Race.
Moreover, most of these lifeforms remained in an extremely primitive state. Luo Nian had already noticed this through round after round of testing.
But as long as a civilization was given time, it could always slowly rebuild amid the ruins.
Over endless years, some races gradually gained intelligence, established tribes, and began to expand. Little Monster came from one such tribe called the "Hun." The Hun Race could not be considered a powerful race among the many tribes—in fact, it could even be called weak. Over the long years, it had twice come close to extinction. Small races like the Hun Race were countless. In the long river of history, these weak
races were like tiny ripples on the water, vanishing the moment one let down one's guard.
At the Hun Race's most desperate hour, they encountered a human spirit—Elder Xue, as Luo Nian called him.
Although Elder Xue was an elder of the Great Guessing Institute and stood among the topmost experts in the Profound Measurement World, he was nothing special in deep space. After all, the levels of power in deep space were entirely different.
But Elder Xue possessed extraordinary wisdom, precisely what the Hun people lacked.
He won the Hun people's trust and joined them as one of their own. For the time being, he led the Hun Race away from its original territory, allowing it to recuperate and rebuild its strength. At the same time, he taught them