Chapter 13: New Traveler
This gap naturally wasn't Ye Yu's reason; Cao Mao's civilization hadn't been destroyed from the start.
When the System arrived, his civilization level was already the feudal era.
Social degree, language system, etc., were all very complete. After the System came, it officially took off.
Unlike the host on Ye Yu's side, the civilization had just been destroyed, and everything developed from scratch.
Fortunately, all of this can be caught up. Now Cao Mao's development progress has begun to greatly decrease, and he cannot invest a large number of creation points to accelerate the time current like before.
His creation points wouldn't be able to support hundreds of years of acceleration and would dry up.
Cao Mao's expression froze: "Potential enemy? Who is it?"
He was very surprised and wary of the potential enemy the System mentioned. The Star Lord of that previous second-level civilization, his own System didn't even put in its eyes.
Regarding Cao Mao's question, the System remained silent. Rules restricted it from revealing this assessment, but necessary warnings were permissible.
[Host only needs to develop quickly. The opponent's threat is huge, and their potential can be on the same level as yours!]
Cao Mao's pupils shrank, potential on the same level?!
As for his own limits, he couldn't figure them out. With the System, he had infinite possibilities.
The System's answer, however, surprised him. He wasn't an idiot, and he had some guesses in his heart about his System's hints.
Cao Mao narrowed his eyes slightly: "I understand, I will develop as quickly as possible."
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The scene returns.
After sending Li Zimu back, Jiang Fan continued to activate the time current.
"This development efficiency is still a bit too low. Should I personally intervene..."
Jiang Fan thought.
[Host has expertise in a specific field. For the Human Race's civilization to make a big leap now, they must first solve the language problem. If this isn't done through time evolution, it can only be forcibly intervened, and the host is not skilled in language systems.]
Ye Yu reminded him.
"That's true..."
Jiang Fan nodded, then he had to do it that way: "System, use Alternate World Summoning. This time, get a linguist to help civilization develop."
[Ding! No problem, summoning... please wait...]
The World passage opened this time wasn't Li Zimu's World, but Ye Yu sensed it and found it was just an ordinary World.
After figuring out the situation of this World, Ye Yu selected a suitable candidate.
[Ding! Transmigrator ready!]
"Okay, then put him into Earth Star."
Jiang Fan nodded, but at this moment, Ye Yu spoke again: "This situation is a bit special."
"Special?"
Jiang Fan was puzzled.
[This candidate is older. If it's just physical transmigration, he won't survive for too long.]
Jiang Fan was taken aback after hearing this. Since he was a university scholar proficient in languages, his qualifications were naturally very high, and age was indeed a problem.
"Is there a solution?"
[Soul transmigration is sufficient. I can temporarily keep his physical body.]
"Alright... there's not much difference, then let's do soul transmigration!"
So, Ye Yu put this person's soul into a Human Race member who had just conceived a life.
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"Hmm? What's going on? Why can't I open my eyes..."
Wei Zixuan tried hard to open his eyes.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open those heavy eyes.
Not only that, but he also lost all control over himself.
This change once made him suspect if he had become a vegetable.
He was originally just taking a nap in a chair, how did he suddenly come to his senses and become like this?
In this dark and sunless place, Wei Zixuan didn't know how much time had passed.
He had been in a state of confusion, only conscious for about ten minutes each day, and spent the rest of the time in a stupor.
Time passed bit by bit, his perception gradually became clear, and he gradually figured out where he was...
Inside the womb!!!
Coming to this conclusion scared him senseless. He was in his forties, how could he be back in the womb!
But as he kept confirming, he had to accept this reality. He was also roughly aware of the tropes in novels young people read, and his current situation had only two possibilities:
One: He transmigrated.
Two: He was reborn.
Eight months passed like this in the outside world.
On this day, Wei Zixuan felt as if his head was being pulled.
As his whole body came out, he took deep breaths of fresh air.
The vibration of his throat triggered a cry.
The surrounding Human Race members couldn't help but sigh in relief when they heard Wei Zixuan cry. Crying meant health.
Time flew by, and thirteen years passed.
Wei Zixuan had already figured out his situation. He had undoubtedly transmigrated, and it was soul transmigration.
It was just that this World he transmigrated into left him speechless. In his eyes, this was a low-level primitive civilization tribe.
It didn't even have a decent language system.
He had once thought about making changes. With his knowledge, establishing a language system here wouldn't be a problem.
But alas, his prestige in the tribe was insufficient, not to mention he was still a child.
For this reason, he had to temporarily give up this idea and first raise his own prestige within the tribe.
This process would undoubtedly take a long time.
Fortunately, with his outstanding knowledge, the tribe improved greatly under his guidance, and thus his status also rose.
Wei Zixuan napped under a tree: "Why does this tribe feel a bit strange? I can't quite put my finger on what's strange about it..."
Over these years, he had also felt the special nature of this tribe. In a primitive civilization that didn't even have a language system, the materials used to build the houses were actually cement, and so were the surrounding walls.
It was too strange. The history of Human development shouldn't be like this.
He could only bury all this in his heart. Until he died, he wouldn't know that there was another transmigrator before him.
After all, the tribe at this time had no written records.
"It seems the Chief is close to death. In a few more years, he will die of old age. At that time, the most hopeful person to become the Chief will naturally be me. That will be the time I start establishing the language system!"
Wei Zixuan was a bit excited. Having studied language his whole life, nothing was more exciting than personally establishing a language system for a civilization!
Time passed leisurely, and in the blink of an eye, another two years went by.
On this day, the tribe's Chief called Wei Zixuan into the room.
There were also some other Human Race members in the room. These Human Race members all had prestige within the tribe.
However, the prestige of these people was insignificant compared to Wei Zixuan. He scanned the room and understood that today was the day to choose the Chief.
The Chief, leaning on the chair, looked at the assembled crowd with a solemn expression.
Under everyone's gaze, the Chief signaled Wei Zixuan to come forward. The other Human Race members were not surprised by this result.
Everyone had seen Wei Zixuan's performance over the years, and everyone was convinced that he should take office.