"You mean there were humans in the previous civilization too?" Lin Shen felt that was a little far-fetched.
The universe was diverse. Why would every civilization have humans? This species just happened to be born, yet after so many civilizations, its genes and appearance had remained unchanged.
"Not just the previous civilization. Humans existed in nearly every civilization, though the humans of this civilization are especially weak." Lin Wan paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully.
"Rather than saying the humans of this civilization are weaker, it would be more accurate to say that the humans of every civilization are weaker than those of the preceding one. Therefore, the humans of this civilization are the weakest."
"In the civilization I came from, the innate power humans possessed allowed them to move mountains and fill seas, shoot down suns and swallow moons, carve open worlds... Yet every time humanity revived in a new civilization... its innate strength became weaker than that of the humans from the previous civilization..."
After hearing Lin Wan, Lin Shen could not help thinking of Divine Temple Star.
Within the temples of Divine Temple Star, many figures from human mythology were worshipped, yet those beings differed somewhat from the usual myths.
They possessed no divinity. They seemed to be merely people with tremendous power.
Hou Yi Shoots the Sun, the heavenly hound swallowing the moon, Jingwei filling the sea, Nüwa mending the heavens, Pangu creating heaven and earth—those myths all seemed to correspond with what Lin Wan had described.
Lin Shen had no choice but to suspect that humanity's so-called myths were not myths at all, but real figures who had truly existed in human civilizations before their destruction.
Thinking of the statues hanging inside those temples, Lin Shen seemed to realize something, yet he could not grasp