Exploring an unfamiliar civilization was filled with curiosity and anticipation for intelligent life—especially for humans—much like observing ants in an ant farm.
If what they were observing really was an ant, they would certainly feel happy, amused, and entertained.
As the actual material rulers from an "all-seeing god's perspective," they possessed the authority to control the ants' fate within the ant farm.
They could put out some food for the ants, watch them work together to carry food many times heavier than their own bodies back to the nest, and perhaps sigh with emotion at the thought that "unity is strength."
They might also introduce some new ants and watch the two groups slaughter each other, marveling at the cruelty of how easily lives could wither like ants.
If they truly had no idea what to do, boiling water or a puddle of urine was also a decent choice. Of course, after choosing the latter, the ant farm would be completely unusable until it was thoroughly scrubbed.
All the fun humans had while observing ant civilization actually came from "dominion." They could control everything about the ants, including their lives.
But when people observed a civilization that surpassed their own, it was no longer so enjoyable.
Only fear remained! Strange buildings that could be called wonders were everywhere on Octopus Planet. There were even relatively primitive carriages on the broad roads, except that another kind of creature—not horses—was pulling them.
Judging from the behavior of these "horses," they were most likely another intelligent species that had been enslaved and eventually reduced to a lower race, doing the work that livestock had once done.
If there was anything familiar to humans in this vast world, it was probably "class." It was the only thing they could find that also existed in