The Deep Sea Apostle is very efficient. It doesn't just kill wherever Wuming goes.
The actual situation is that it takes Wuming's location as the center point, expanding the search range in circles, almost carpet-killing all kinds of fusion bodies.
Basically, no fusion body can be its match. Even a fusion body the size of a thirty or forty-story building cannot withstand its punch that tears through space.
To clean up the fusion body at this speed, Big Eyeball must be more anxious.
The next few days were uneventful during the journey, but Wuming was reading with great interest and was shocked by the unique talents of many races.
Humans are not really blessed among the countless creatures in the universe. There are too many races that are naturally stronger than humans, have better talents than humans, and even have higher understanding than humans.
It can be said that humans are simply garbage when compared to these races.
These races put forward a theory: the theory of early-mover advantage.
Simply put, these races believe that the reason they are inferior to humans is because the human race was born earlier in the universe.
Because all the heavens and worlds have the will left behind by the death of human ancestors. These wills are invisible but have magical benefits for humans, so humans have always had the advantage.
No one knows whether this theory is correct or not.
However, many alien races agree with this statement, and even think sourly that if their ancestors were born so early, they would definitely be one of the largest races in the universe.
"Interesting, there is such a saying."
After reading the entire paragraph, Wuming couldn't help but laugh and said.
He turned to the second page and then frowned. As expected, everything has a good side and a bad side.
Because of the prevalence of the "early-born advantage theory", another rumor circulated among the alien races for a period of time, which was that cannibalism could increase the racial foundation.
Although there are very few alien races who believe in this statement, and they are often races with low IQs, it has also caused very bad consequences. Humans in several worlds have been attacked by these alien races and even eaten to extinction.
This is not a problem of two people, but a problem of two worlds.
You can imagine how cruel the situation was.
Wuming took a while to let out a breath, and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts."
Even intelligent races are not necessarily civilized, and may even be more cruel and vicious than wild beasts.
He closed the book and looked up at the sun. Before he knew it, it was almost noon again.
"What should we eat for lunch?"
In an instant, his mindset was adjusted. He put aside what he saw in the book and began to think about what to eat for lunch.
He looked at Zhang Shouzhong and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"
"I'm not hungry, you eat." Zhang Shouzhong replied.
He doesn't need to eat at all. He usually eats just to satisfy his appetite.
Now that I have something to do, I can naturally put eating aside.
Wuming looked at Gong Xiang, who replied, "Sir, I am fine with whatever I want."
"Then let's have beef at noon. Sister Weihua just happened to send me some mutated beef." Wuming nodded and continued.