A Three-Headed Person with Human Traits

[Year 35, 54 years old.]

[You replaced "Gotta Learn Foreign Languages" with "Irritable Physique".]

[You rushed about everywhere in the Three-Headed Realm, searching for that Venerable Wisdom.]

[During this period, you saw even more battlefield ruins left behind after the great war between the Three-Headed Race and the Dragonman Race.]

[The mountains of corpses and the mangled flesh and blood deeply shocked the geniuses of the Human Realm, who rarely saw such bloodshed.]

[However, after witnessing the Dragonman Race's abuse of the Three-Headed people in the reservation areas, you felt that dying in a war to defend the world was actually a better fate.]

[Being reduced to a slave was truly a fate worse than death.]

[The enemy didn't even treat the slaves as human beings; they didn't even view them as living creatures, but merely as tools to be used at will.]

[Wang Mingbai said to you.]

["Brother Chen, I remember you saying that our Human Realm is also a target of the Dragonman Race."]

[You nodded.]

["Yes, not just the Human Realm, but all the myriad races of the Void Realm are targets of the Dragonman Race. It's just that right now, the Human Realm is in imminent danger."]

[Having seen those battlefield ruins and the tragic state of the slaves in the reservations, Wang Mingbai felt compassion.]

["If the Human Race were to fall to this state..."]

[Baili Su gave a sharp shout.]

["Absolutely impossible! If the Dragonman Race comes, I will take the entire foundation of the Baili family and fight them to the bitter end!"]

[Long Yang teased.]

["Brother Baili, we don't even know if we can go back right now..."]

[Baili Su realized this belatedly.]

["Damn it! I forgot about that! Sigh!"]

[Wang Mingbai looked at you, deep in thought.]

[Not long after, you learned from a cowardly member of the Dragonman Race that in the Ninth Reservation Area, there was a Three-Headed person who should be the so-called Venerable Wisdom.]

[Finally, you had a clear objective and didn't have to run around the world blindly anymore.]

[Year 36, 55 years old.]

[You hurried to the Ninth Reservation Area. It was located on an isolated island overseas, so the flight took a long time.]

[The Dragonman Race was mining seabed crystals in this reservation area.]

[Wang Mingbai looked curiously over the sea surface.]

["I'd like to see how the Dragonman Race mines seabed crystals."]

[In the Human Realm, only the Wang family of the Chaotic Crystal Sea possessed the technology to mine seabed crystals.]

[It wasn't that this matter was particularly difficult.]

[Martial Kings and Martial Saints could soar into the sky and dive into the earth; what couldn't they do?]

[But what Martial King or Martial Saint, having cultivated so painstakingly, would go dig crystals for you every day?]

[The so-called technology for mining seabed crystals referred to a method that allowed ordinary people or low-level martial artists to carry out the extraction.]

[For a world without technological civilization, this task became difficult.]

[However, the Wang family had combined various methods such as spirit artifacts, formations, pills, and beast taming to create a complete, systematic method. It had been operating to this day, and crystal mining had never been interrupted.]

[When he saw the Dragonman Race's "technology," Wang Mingbai was left speechless.]

[First, a group of Water Demon Spirits, dozens of meters tall, churned up monstrous waves, forcing the sea to split in half and revealing the seabed.]

[Then, a group of Earth Demon Spirits, also dozens of meters tall, burrowed directly underground and brought out the raw crystal ores.]

[Next, a group of Metal Demon Spirits released flashes of blades and swords with a "swish, swish, swish," cutting the raw ores into standardized crystal blocks.]

[Then, through the roasting of Fire Demon Spirits, the crystal blocks were shaped.]

[Finally, they were handed over to Wood Demon Spirits, which floated on the water surface like large ships, to handle the transportation.]

["It can be done like this?"]

[The Dragonman Race's biological weapons were used not only in war but also in production.]

[You teased.]

["Dragonmen: mastering core technologies."]

[You didn't disturb this group of biological weapons enjoying their 996 work culture blessing. Instead, you took a slight detour and charged onto the island from the other side.]

[After taking care of the slave-driving army on the island, the Three-Headed people, just like before, knelt and bowed to you, who appeared like a giant to them.]

[You spotted Venerable Wisdom at a glance, even though you had never seen him before.]

["You must be Venerable Wisdom, right?"]

[Standing high and mighty, you extended a finger and pointed at a strange Three-Headed person whose three heads combined were larger than his body.]

[This Big Head kowtowed repeatedly, banging his heads on the ground three times with a "thud, thud, thud" for each bow.]

["In front of a deity, I dare not call myself wise!"]

[You put your hands on your hips and said helplessly.]

["I already told you, I'm not some deity; we're just a group of passersby... Forget it, I won't argue with you about this. Do you know where the weakest point of the world barrier is in this world?"]

["This lowly one knows! The 'origin point' of this realm is located on Starfish Island in the Star Burial Sea. If you fly straight west, you'll see a giant island shaped like a starfish, and that will be it."]

["Origin point?"]

["Deities might not call it that. It refers to the place where the mortal qi of this world first emerged. Naturally, this place is also where the world barrier is the weakest."]

["So there's a setting like that..."]

[If what this Big Head said was true.]

[It meant that the mortal qi in the Void Realm was not native but had flowed in from the outside.]

[You had a point of curiosity and asked Big Head.]

["Although your cultivation isn't high, you know quite a lot, and your insight far exceeds that of ordinary Three-Headed people. Why would the Dragonman Race keep you here as a slave? Logically speaking, you should have been killed."]

[Big Head explained.]

[Actually, the Dragonman Race had intended to kill him.]

[But during the war, a high-ranking Dragonman official discovered that he possessed a special physique.]

[One must know that the entire Three-Headed Race did not have special physiques.]

[Not just the Three-Headed Race—the Dragonman Race, the Monster Race, and those races you previously saw that led to other worlds—none of them had the concept of special physiques.]

[Because this was an innate talent of the Human Race—]

[Highest Destiny: When members of the Human Race are born, there is a chance for them to randomly manifest special physiques or special cultivation talents of varying strengths, with no upper limit to their power.]

[Therefore, the four intelligent race talents of the Void Realm that you currently possessed were exactly:]

[Highest Destiny, Soul Wandering Heaven and Earth, Natural Breathing, and Three Heads Six Arms.]

[Regrettably, Highest Destiny was a talent determined at birth, and you were not born with a special physique.]

[But this was your race's innate talent, and it could not be discarded.]

[The bloodlines of the Monster Race looked similar to physiques, but their essence was still different.]

[Bloodlines were passed down from generation to generation, but the physiques of the Human Race were completely random, like a pure lottery.]

[The son of a peerless genius could turn out to be a piece of trash, and a trash father could give birth to an absolute prodigy.]

[Big Head's special physique wasn't strong; it was related to his brain. He had a faster learning ability, better memory, and a stronger capacity for solving difficult problems.]

[If this ability were placed on Earth, he could definitely win a Nobel Prize.]

[But in an alternate world where cultivation was the main focus, he could only scrape by with the good name of Venerable Wisdom.]

["That is indeed very strange. To think that a Human Race talent actually appeared on you?"]

[So the Dragonman Race planned to keep him alive for research purposes.]

[Years ago, they had researched him for a while, nearly killing him in the process. Yet, they failed to uncover anything of value, and the matter was ultimately shelved due to the outbreak of a new war.]

[Many years had passed since then, and the Dragonkin seemed to have completely forgotten about him.]

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