"The most perfect creation of the gods...the most powerful and comprehensive weapon of war."

The janitor No. 1 simply sat on the ground, crossing his legs and softly continued his story.

"The ancient controllers, their relatives always have various shortcomings... For example, the relatives of the ocean cannot fight in the abyss... The relatives of the earth will be at a loss when they go into the water... The relatives of the sky will become cords once they land..."

“Some are afraid of fire.”

"Some are afraid of water."

"Some are afraid of the dark."

"Some are afraid of light."

"Some skin is thick and thick, but a little poisonous gas can turn them into pus."

"Some of them are invincible and even contain extremely poisons themselves, but their bodies are so fragile... they can be pierced with just one needle."

"Weakness, weakness, countless weaknesses."

"Only human race."

"The newborn human race is fragile and weak."

"The human baby has no sharp claws, no winged fish fins, no thick skin, and protection from scales."

"But as long as the human race is given time to grow, they can continue to become stronger through acquired cultivation."

"They can go through fire and water, they can dive into the deep sea, they can enter the underground, they can fly into the sky... Whether it is volcanic areas or ice and snow, as long as they are given time, they can perfectly adapt to the changes in the environment around them."

"What's especially perfect is that the human race is good at learning."

The janitor No. 1 smiled strangely.

"The Goddess of Life, or He has other names, but that doesn't matter... In short, it is Him and His allies, who used the most perfect materials they could collect when they created the human race."

"This includes... a ray of light that they collected from somewhere, accidentally!"

"That's not the 'light' we know in the conventional sense, but a kind of... spirit!"

"When the whole world and the entire universe were born, there was only one thing, and there was no more semicolon... spirit!"

"Because of the spirit, the human race is not only smart, but also wise!"

"The most primitive definition of wisdom is that we have the ability to learn in addition to instinctive action... We are initially blank, but through continuous learning, continuous failure, continuous setbacks and hardships, we draw experience and accumulate lessons from it, and thus turn it into all our own... knowledge!"

"Through learning, knowledge is accumulated and then transformed into a certain instinct of the next generation of tribesmen. This is wisdom..."

"The human race has learned to swim, forge, go to heaven, learn to enter the earth, learn to learn almost all the knowledge of those families, and then the human race is above all the families."

"The human race uses wisdom to continue to grow."

"It's not just individuals, but also the entire human race."

"Under the leadership of the first group of people of the human race and the earliest generation of elders, the human race... is no longer a single god-type war weapon, but has divided into different tribes and become almost all god-type war weapons."

The janitor No. 1 smiled and looked at Joe: "Next, what do you think, what happened?"

Qiao was silent for a while, then laughed: "The ambition of the human race is also above all the relatives... If the relatives act simply by instinct, then their loyalty to them will be unshakable."

The janitor No. 1 showed a hint of appreciation: "Yes, the human ambition."

"The human race is strong, whether it is an individual or a ethnic group."

"Only speaking, human races that concentrate the advantages of all family clans, god-level combat power emerged among the individuals."

"If we talk about the tribes and the human races of countless tribes, we rely on strength, unity and wisdom, and we are above those tribes. We have replaced those tribes and become the most powerful minions and most convenient tools of the ancient controllers."

"Number of tribes are driven by their instinctive will, fighting each other."

"But in secret, the elders of the tribe have formed the most primitive and greatest alliance... We seem to be in constant war, but in fact, we are one."

The janitor No. 1 pointed to his head: "Wisdom!"

"We have wisdom, so we, who were born, deeply understand that when we are not strong enough, we cannot challenge the greatness of the gods. Since we are created as weapons, we must honestly interpret the roles we are being imposed."

"We obey, we are loyal, we fight for them... In countless killings and wars, one human powerhouse after another fell on the battlefield and then secretly hid it."

"In this way, year after year, centuries after century, we have accumulated enough powerful strength...the power they have completely unknown!"

"After all, they, and their families, act on instinct."

"They instinctively believe that since they set foot on the battlefield, they will definitely fight bloody and will definitely fight to the end... They cannot understand that on the battlefield, some people pretend to be dead and some people escape, and we just accumulate our high-end power bit by bit."

"For the victory of the war, they have provided us with countless resources... all kinds of powerful magical artifacts, various powerful tools condensed by laws when the world was opened up... and various rare materials!"

"They instinctively believe that if these artifacts and materials are given to us, they will definitely be consumed on the battlefield."

Qiao licked the corner of her mouth: "Well, they must not know that some shopkeepers in the Vitu House chamber of commerce were once stuffed into beer barrels and sank into the trench because of spending expenses."

"Perfect!" The janitor No. 1 laughed: "Make a bill...this word, haha!"

He tilted his head and muttered in a low voice: "In short, we will spend about ten resources on the battlefield for a hundred resources, and the remaining ninety will completely become the foundation of our human race."

"Well, there are some more interesting means..."

"For example, stabbing the knife in the back, not saving the death, informing the news, taking the blame, etc...."

The janitor No. 1 shrugged: "I have read your information, these methods, you have at least had some contact in the military university of the Derren Empire, right?"

Joe smiled brightly.

The janitor No. 1 also smiled brightly: "That's it... the wisdom accumulated by our generations of tribes is constantly becoming stronger... At the same time, we are constantly weakening the family members of the major gods."

"Those ancient, native tribes are constantly falling, and their tribes are constantly declining."

"Anyway, the final result is!"

"We won, we crushed the temples of the gods, we broke through their divine realms, we overpowered the gods, and exiled them to the vast void outside the world!"
Chapter completed!