Spark of Civilization, Multiplication Table!

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Jiang Ping did not answer his question.

Wuma recalled the problem that had been troubling him lately and asked respectfully, "The ape-men are naturally weak. We have neither fur armor nor sharp claws, so we are easily hunted by beasts. Is my people destined to be eliminated?"

Even the Divine Tree, the strongest on the continent, could not answer this question. Perhaps only the person before him, who was suspected of being the Creation God, could answer it.

Jiang Ping looked calmly at Wuma. "There is reason behind the birth and death of all things. Even the lowliest, weakest insect may emerge as a butterfly and become the strongest divine beast. The strongest dragon may also be swarmed and killed by weak insects. Man can triumph over heaven; nothing is predetermined."

"Man can triumph over heaven?" Wuma muttered. Suddenly, he was drawn to the light before him.

Jiang Ping held a ball of light in each hand. "These are two powers. One is Dragon Blood. As long as you drink it, you can gain the power of the strongest dragons and become one of the strongest creatures in the world in a single leap."

Wuma's heart pounded wildly. He had seen a dragon's strength with his own eyes. Not only were they immensely powerful, capable of destroying an entire tribe with ease, but they also possessed transcendent powers. He then looked toward the other ball of light.

"This is the Spark of Civilization. It cannot grant you divine power instantly, but it may allow your people to grow strong and become the strongest race between heaven and earth," Jiang Ping continued.

"Civilization?" This unfamiliar word baffled Wuma.

Jiang Ping did not explain what civilization was. He continued, "If you choose Dragon Blood, then after waking up, run straight toward the left side of World Tree Lahir. If you choose the Spark of Civilization, run straight toward the right side of the tree."

After saying that, Jiang Ping transformed into a streak of light and vanished. Just as the bewildered Wuma wanted to stop him, a loud noise suddenly rang in his ears.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

Wuma woke with a start, drenched in cold sweat. He stared blankly into the dark night ahead, unsure whether the conversation just now had been a dream born from his desperate desire for power, or whether a god had taken pity on the weak ape-men and deliberately revealed himself to help him.

Suddenly remembering the choice the Creation God had given him, Wuma shuddered and immediately rose to run toward the Divine Tree. Though the night was long and dark, he could walk this land with his eyes closed.

Watching Wuma run toward the Divine Tree, Jiang Ping asked, "Which do you think he'll choose, Dragon Blood or the Spark of Civilization?"

"Neither choice would be surprising. According to my calculations, having witnessed the power of dragons, there is a sixty percent chance that he will choose Dragon Blood. Compared with the unknown Spark of Civilization, the dragon's power he has seen is more reliable," Creation Diary said. "With dragon power, he can lead his people to grow strong quickly and secure a foothold on this land. But then the hopes of an entire race would rest on one person. If he made even the slightest mistake, catastrophe could easily follow."

By then, Wuma had arrived beneath the Divine Tree. He stood frozen in the darkness, clearly agonizing over which power to choose. Both were gifts from the Creation God, and his choice now would determine his people's fate!

"Dragon power is the top-tier power even on this land! As long as I possess dragon power, I can easily repel giant beasts and make my people strong quickly. But I have never Heard Of the Spark of Civilization, nor do I know what kind of power it is. It can only possibly make the ape-men strong." Wuma walked toward the left.

After only a few steps, he suddenly turned around. "I know the limits of dragon power, but the Spark of Civilization is a treasure that this entire land has never Heard Of. A gift bestowed by the Creation God cannot be bad. I'll gamble the future on every member of my people!"

Wuma ran continuously toward the right. Unable to see anything in the darkness, he fell and injured himself several times along the way, yet he never gave up. Just as he began to think it had all merely been a dream, he suddenly saw a cluster of flames shining brilliantly in the night ahead.

Wuma shuddered and immediately squeezed out every ounce of his strength as he ran toward the light. Only when he approached did he discover that there was more than one flame. Floating on either side of it were a spear and a stone tablet.

Wuma cautiously approached the flames. He knew how terrifying fire was. Every forest fire after a thunderstorm burned countless giant beasts to death, and even the strongest Sky Tiger kept its distance. He carefully gripped the spear.

The spear shaft was made from some unknown material and felt exceptionally comfortable in his hand. The spearhead was not made of any wood Wuma knew, and beneath the firelight it gleamed silver. A voice rang out in his mind.

"Ape-men are naturally weak, but their hands are incomparably nimble. They can use all things in the world to arm themselves. I grant you this Spear of Destiny. Fate lies only in your own hands."

Wuma gripped the spear tightly and could not resist wielding it. With this indestructible spear, he would have a chance even against transcendent giant beasts!

At the same time, he could not help touching the flame. Could this be the Spark of Civilization? Wuma guessed.

"Don't fear fire. Fire can help you illuminate the distance in the darkness, and it can roast food as well."

It seemed fire possessed unimaginable power, Wuma thought to himself. Then he turned his gaze to the stone tablet.

The stone tablet was not large. It was carved with runes he could not understand, like twisting, intersecting worms.

"The stone tablet contains part of the world's truths."

That was all the introduction? Wuma hugged the stone tablet tightly, unclear about what exactly it recorded. Yet the description alone inspired awe: part of the world's truths! If he could comprehend these runes, earth-shaking changes would surely occur!

At this moment, if an Earthling who had attended elementary school were here, they would discover that what was carved on the tablet was clearly the Multiplication Table!

Early the next morning, Wuma gathered all his people beneath the Divine Tree. The ape-men assembled together, uneasily watching their surroundings in fear that a giant beast might suddenly charge out. Once everyone had gathered, Wuma stood atop the platform with the spear in hand.

"Last night, I received Divine Revelation!" Wuma opened with these shocking words.

Before the ape-men below could make sense of the situation, he continued, "The Creation God took pity on our hardships and bestowed three treasures upon me: the Spear of Destiny in my hand, the Tablet of Truth, and fire!"

Wuma swept his gaze over his people, raised the Spear of Destiny with one hand, and shouted, "Man can triumph over heaven! From this day onward, we ape-men will no longer allow beasts to slaughter us at will!"

"Man can triumph over heaven!"

"Man can triumph over heaven!"

More than five thousand ape-men shouted below. They cried as they shouted; the ape-men had suffered far too much! They spent every day hiding in dark caves, never having enough to eat!

Wuma was Worthy of being a hero of his generation. He had his people imitate the Spear of Destiny, tying sharpened stones to branches, then led them to repeatedly surround and attack the giant beasts nearby with stone spears in hand.

The Spear of Destiny was indestructible; even the toughest armor could not stop it. With this, the Ape-men Tribe cleared out the surrounding dangers. Their territory continued to expand, and food gradually became plentiful.

At the same time, Wuma taught his people to adapt to fire. From then on, night was no longer the End Point of their day. Fire not only helped them drive away giant beasts, but also cooked their food, making the ape-men increasingly strong. The traces of spiritual energy within it could further promote the development of their brains!

Fire and spears finally allowed the Ape-men Tribe to resist giant beasts. Wuma then taught his people to use wisdom. Gradually, some began making traps to hunt giant beasts, while he gathered the smartest members of the tribe to study the Tablet of Truth.

The runes on the tablet made the ape-men rack their brains. Though they ultimately still failed to understand them, they created primitive pictographs, and the emergence of writing was a major advancement!

From then on, knowledge could be passed down. Each new generation of ape-men grew smarter and smarter, and no giant beasts in the surrounding area could threaten them any longer!

The emergence of writing also led the ape-men to begin recording history. Jiang Ping took some time to look at the cave paintings.

The first mural depicted little figures representing ten thousand ape-men living beneath the Divine Tree. These were the ancestors of all future ape-men.

The second mural showed a red dragon devouring ape-men. The surrounding ape-men had no ability to resist and could only flee desperately, allowing the giant beast to slaughter them. Perhaps because genuine emotion had leaked out, the ape-men's despairing expressions in this mural were vividly portrayed.

The third mural depicted a Giant of Light radiating brilliance from his entire body. The ape-men's leader knelt beneath his feet, receiving the Spear of Destiny with both hands. Fire and a stone tablet also floated around him.

The fourth mural showed the ape-men's leader holding the Spear of Destiny and leading the ape-men in continuously killing giant beasts. It symbolized how the ape-men had grown strong from then on.

"These four murals should be the earliest history of the Human Race in the Primordial World. I just don't know whether they can still be preserved a million years from now." Jiang Ping found that although the murals were crude, the spirit within them was moving.

"With the help of these three treasures, the ape-men should develop quickly." Jiang Ping continued looking toward the Ape-men Tribe, where a disagreement was now taking place.

Because the giant beasts near the Divine Tree had all been hunted, the ape-men's explosive population growth had caused food to become scarce again. Leader Wuma wanted to lead them elsewhere, but Others feared that without the Divine Tree's protection, the ape-men would be exterminated by transcendent giant beasts!

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