This disparity was naturally not due to Ye Yu; Cao Mao's civilization had never been destroyed in the first place.
When the system arrived, his civilization was already at the feudal stage.
The social environment, language system, and so on are all very well-developed. Once the system arrives, it will officially take off.
Unlike Ye Yu's host, whose civilization had just been destroyed and was starting from scratch.
Fortunately, all of this can be caught up. Now, Cao Mao's development progress has slowed down significantly, and he can no longer invest a large number of Genesis Points to accelerate the flow of time as before.
His creation points won't last for more than a few hundred years before they dry up.
Cao Mao's expression hardened: "A potential enemy? Who is it?"
He was both surprised and wary of the potential enemies the system mentioned. His system didn't even take the previous star lord of a level-two civilization seriously.
The system remained silent in response to Cao Mao's inquiry. The rules prohibited revealing the details of the assessment, but a necessary warning was still warranted.
[The host only needs to develop rapidly; the opponent poses a significant threat, and their potential is on par with yours!]
Cao Mao's pupils contracted. Same level of potential?!
He himself couldn't fathom his own limits, but with the system around him, he had limitless potential.
The system's response surprised him. He wasn't stupid; he had some guesses about the system's hints.
Cao Mao narrowed his eyes slightly: "I understand, I will develop it as soon as possible."
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The scene returns.
After sending Li Muzi back, Jiang Fan continued to activate the Time Flow.
"This development method is still too inefficient. Should we intervene directly...?"
Jiang Fan pondered.
[The host has a specialized field. If human civilization wants to make a great leap forward, it must first solve the language problem. And if this cannot be accomplished through time and evolution, it can only be done through forced intervention. The host is not good at language systems.]
Ye Yu reminded him.
"That's true..."
Jiang Fan nodded, "Then that's the only way." He said, "System, use the interdimensional summoning method. This time, let's get a linguist to help civilization develop."
[Ding! No problem, summoning... Please wait...]
The world portal that opened this time was not Li Zimu's world, but Ye Yu sensed it and found it to be just an ordinary world.
After figuring out the situation in this world, Ye Yu selected a suitable candidate.
[Ding! The transmigrator is ready!]
"Alright, let's deploy it to Earth then."
Jiang Fan nodded, but then Ye Yu spoke up again: "This situation is a bit special."
"special?"
Jiang Fan was puzzled.
[This person is quite old; if it's just a physical transmigration, they wouldn't survive for long.]
Jiang Fan was taken aback after hearing this. Since he was a great scholar who was proficient in languages, his qualifications must be very high. His age was indeed a problem.
Is there a solution?
[All that's needed is for his soul to be transferred; I can temporarily keep his physical body safe.]
"Alright...not much difference, let's go with soul transfer!"
Therefore, Ye Yu transferred this person's soul into a human being that had just conceived life.
......
"Huh? What's going on? Why can't I open my eyes..."
Wei Zixuan tried hard to open his eyes.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open those heavy eyes.
Not only that, he also lost all control over himself.
This change once made him wonder if he had become a vegetable.
He was just taking a short nap in his chair, but suddenly he came to his senses and started acting like this.
In this dark and gloomy place, Wei Zixuan didn't know how much time had passed.
He was in a dazed state, only conscious for a dozen minutes each day, and spent the last part of his time in a coma.
Time passed slowly, his senses gradually became clearer, and he slowly figured out where he was...
In the womb!!!
This conclusion terrified him; he was already in his forties, how could he have returned to his mother's womb!
However, as he confirmed this repeatedly, he had to accept this reality. He also gained a general understanding of the tropes in novels popular with young people, and realized that his current situation only had two possibilities:
1. I traveled through time.
Second: Reborn.
August passed in this way for the outside world.
On this day, Wei Zixuan felt as if his head was being pulled.
As his entire body emerged, he took deep breaths of fresh air.
The vibration in the throat triggered the crying sound.
The humans around them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Wei Zixuan crying; crying meant he was healthy.
Time flies, and thirteen years have passed.
Wei Zixuan has figured out his situation; he has undoubtedly transmigrated, or rather, his soul has transmigrated.
This world he had transmigrated to was a place he couldn't quite describe; in his eyes, it was a primitive, low-level civilization.
They don't even have a proper language system.
He had once thought about making changes, believing that with his knowledge, establishing a language system here would not be a problem.
However, he lacked prestige within the tribe, not to mention he was still a child.
Therefore, he had no choice but to abandon the idea for the time being and focus on enhancing his prestige within the clan.
This process will undoubtedly take a long time.
Fortunately, thanks to his exceptional knowledge, the tribe improved significantly under his guidance, and his status rose accordingly.
Wei Zixuan leaned against a tree for a short rest: "This tribe feels a bit strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it..."
Over the years, he has also sensed the special nature of this tribe. It is a primitive civilization that does not even have a language system. The houses they build are made of cement, as are the surrounding walls.
This is so strange; human history shouldn't be like this.
He had no choice but to keep it all buried in his heart; he would never know until his death that there had been a time traveler before him.
After all, the tribe at that time had no written records.
"It seems the leader is nearing the end of his life and will pass away peacefully in a few years. At that time, I will naturally be the most promising candidate to become the leader, and that will be the time for me to start establishing a language system!"
Wei Zixuan was quite excited. He had studied languages all his life, and nothing was more exciting than personally establishing a language system for a civilization!
Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the tribe's chief summoned Wei Zixuan into his room.
There were other human species inside the house, all of whom were highly respected within the tribe.
However, the prestige of these people paled in comparison to Wei Zixuan's. He glanced around and realized that today was the day to elect a leader.
The leader, leaning back in his chair, looked at the assembled crowd with a solemn expression.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the leader gestured for Wei Zixuan to step forward, and the other human races were not surprised by this outcome.
Everyone has witnessed Wei Zixuan's performance over the years, and everyone is convinced of his appointment.
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