The scene then shifts to the third lucky person chosen by Lin Yu.
He was the wisest man in the tribe, and it was said that his thoughts were always unfathomable.
This wise man felt out of place among his tribesmen; he always preferred to be alone, venturing into the mountains and fields, yet he was not afraid of any wild beasts.
The wise man has no need to hide, as if the wild beasts are born to fear him. When he appears alone, the wild beasts in the mountains and fields never attack him.
Even when they reach the mountains and wilderness, the wise man merely looks up at the endless, deep starry sky.
No one knew what the wise man was thinking, not even the people in his tribe.
But there is no doubt that the wise man was a true wise man; he not only brought fire to the world, but also taught all his people how to use fire.
It was because of this wise man that several tribes were able to preserve fire, illuminate the darkness, and even use fire to drive away wild animals and cook food.
For this primitive race, who hadn't even mastered the technique of making fire by friction, preserving flames in this way was an absolute feat.
But the contributions of wise men to the race do not stop there.
To outsiders, the wise man's actions might seem like nothing more than sitting on the ground in a daze. However, one day, a member of his tribe approached him and discovered a tiny sprout in front of him.
The sprout came from a seed that the wise man used for daydreaming; for some reason, the wise man buried it in the ground.
After this battle, countless people suddenly realized that plants were not gifts that appeared out of nowhere from the earth, but could be cultivated from their seeds.
However, this discovery obviously did not bring about as much change to the world as the discovery of fire.
After all, for primitive people of this era, fire was a non-renewable resource, while things like plants were not so important.
Modern humans were not fully developed and had no particularly good ways to avoid various natural and man-made disasters.
This resulted in a consistently small population of primitive humans, far smaller than the number of wild fruits.
A primitive person, as long as he is brave enough and unafraid of the threat of wild animals, can go out into the wild and gather a sufficient amount of fruit.
Therefore, primitive people did not lack food in this era.
Beyond the discovery of seeds, the wise man made an even more important discovery: the classification of plants.
The wise man simply divided all plants and fruits into two categories: edible and inedible.
However, edible fruits are divided into two categories: edible but poisonous fruits and edible but non-poisonous fruits.
For people without any medical means, their only way of determining whether something is toxic is to see if they experience any discomfort after using it.
This summary by the wise man was recorded on a template, which was copied, replicated, and disseminated by several races.
Thus, the name of this wise man spread among several races.
Even the large, valiant tribes, who were fond of plunder and war, respected the wise man's tribe greatly because of his presence, and never offended an inch of the wise man's territory.
The leaders of the surrounding large tribes sometimes had a bountiful hunting harvest and would even offer some game and fruit to the wise man.
Not only those tribespeople, but also people from large tribes outside the region greatly admired the existence of wise men.
Although wisdom is a very abstract concept for primitive people like them, they can vaguely perceive the power of wise men.
On this day, the wise man sat on a rock on the back hill, lost in thought.
He gazed up at the familiar yet unfamiliar starry sky, and couldn't help but sigh, saying, "O embodiment of nature and power, when will I be able to witness the truth hidden beneath the world..."
As a wise man, he could actually speak, but living in a tribe, he spoke very little.
From birth, he felt out of place with the other members of his tribe. His thoughts seemed to be much deeper than those of the other tribesmen, which meant that he had to think more and more.
However, this would be something that would be impossible for other members of the tribe.
The wise man had shared his feelings before, but after listening to his long-winded explanations, the tribespeople opposite him were often completely bewildered, finally exclaiming under the wise man's expectant gaze, "As expected of you, sir!"
This answer left the wise man with an indescribable sense of loneliness; he felt that no one in the world could understand him.
Gradually, he became taciturn and mentioned his feelings less and less to other members of his tribe.
Only when the night is deep and quiet will the wise confide their worries to the starry sky in order to alleviate their inner pain.
Lin Yu had already noticed the existence of this wise man through the Hongmeng System's deductions.
Although Lin Yu considered many of the wise man's ideas to be quite naive, and many of his ideas were merely based on imagination without any comparative experiments, considering the era in which the wise man lived, the fact that he could have such thoughts already showed that he was ahead of his time.
It's conceivable that even if Lin Yu didn't intervene at all, the wise man would still become a great figure of this era.
However, after Lin Yu intervened, this wise man's achievements will only increase!
"While the initial flame was indeed a coincidence, everything that followed was the result of this person's own reflection," Lin Yu said admiringly.
Previously, his choices were a young man whose race was on the verge of destruction and a great wizard who was not welcomed by his race. Now, he will choose this wise man whose thoughts are far ahead of his time.
For the wise, this will surely be an unforgettable day.
"Boom..."
A bolt of lightning struck down, as awe-inspiring as the day a wise man was born.
However, no dark clouds or torrential rain followed; it was as if the thunderbolt had struck and then it was over.
The wise man stared blankly at the sky, puzzled by this unusual sight. After all, according to his usual understanding, lightning usually meant rain, but nothing had happened today.
Of course, the wise man soon saw things that were beyond his comprehension.
Above the pitch-black void, a stunningly beautiful goddess, wearing a crown and a long dress, with a slender figure, slowly descended from the heavens.
The goddess, with starlight as her skirt and skin so fair it seemed to glow, walked step by step until she stood before the wise man.
What's even stranger is that, even though the goddess's face is blurry when you look closely, she still gives off the feeling of being a stunning beauty.