Artis looked at the surrounding scenes.

Countless races are constantly walking through here, and there are many powerful beings talking with ordinary people here.

Here, the status of transcendents is still very high, but ordinary first- and second-tier powerhouses no longer have the attitude of treating ordinary people as ants at will.

This is because the change in strength has led to a change in status.

In this star field, not only are there not a few powerful beings, but the civilization is obviously much stronger than that of the blue star.

With regard to the almost invincible level one powerhouse on Blue Star, here, there is already a way to deal with it.

Even an ordinary person, as long as he possesses a powerful weapon, can still threaten the extraordinary powerhouse.

Therefore, even though these powerful men in formation can kill countless people at their fingertips, they still maintain a gentle attitude. Although they are still aloof, at least they will no longer maintain the kind of ants that regard other lives as ants. manner.

Attis walked all the way, the powerful divine power constantly scanned the surrounding lives, recording the racial bloodlines and structure of these lives, as a primer to understanding, analyzing the life information contained in it.

There is a huge message in the blood of life.

Every race, no matter whether it is strong or not, as long as it possesses wisdom and life, it is undoubtedly a relatively perfect life, with the potential to continue to move forward.

This is the potential to possess extraordinary powers.

Moreover, different races often have different talents and strengths. The bloodline talents of some races can even make Atis shine.

Through a large number of analysis of the blood of these lives, not only can a large number of blood templates be added to the main **** space, and the list of gods can be enriched, but also can be inspired by Attis.

Even by analyzing the bloodline, Attis could also learn a lot of information about the laws of this universe, which greatly accelerated his adaptation to this universe.

"It seems that I was thinking of something wrong before, and I haven't thought of this method yet."

Attis looked up, with joy in his eyes: "The life in every world, especially the intelligent life, is the crystallization of a universe and contains a lot of original information."

"By analyzing these different individuals and different bloodline information, the power of the laws of this universe can also be obtained."

Life itself is a microcosm, containing the crystallization and essence of a world, as well as a lot of information.

These messages themselves represent the knowledge and laws of the world, and they are precious to people like Artis who have walked into the world.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked towards another street that was obviously more prosperous.

"Eh, this lord." A voice came from behind, and a figure came from behind Attis.

He looked the same as ordinary human beings, with a neutral face, with a hint of heroism in his softness, and looked a bit like a female. At this moment, he looked at Attis's figure and his eyes lit up.

"This lord, do you need a guide?" He licked his lips and looked at the handsome boy-like Artis in front of him, his eyes lit up.

Listening to his words, Attis stopped, and his golden eyes glanced at the man faintly.

The faint divine might escaped, and the terrifying majesty flashed by.

This person's heart trembled, and he felt that his whole body was seen through, and his eyes narrowed.

But feeling this, he became more eager and lowered his head directly: "My lord, it looks like you are here for the first time. You must be unfamiliar with everything around you."

"You can choose to hire me. I am very familiar with this area. As long as you pay a little tip, you can let me take you anywhere."

"I promise I can meet your needs, no matter where you want to go, we can meet you here."

It seemed that he was afraid of delaying Attis' time. He dared not look at Attis again, but opened his mouth quickly, finishing his own words quickly.

His voice is very nice, it seems that he has been specially trained, with a kind of mental skills, making his words appear clearer, and can easily reach other people's ears.

However, to his disappointment, the Attis in front of him remained silent and seemed not interested in his proposal.

He was a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only take a deep breath and lower his head, then bowed his head respectfully and walked away, apparently intending to find the next target.

"You are very good." Artis's voice suddenly sounded.

He looked at the boy in front of him with a little interest in his eyes.

The boy on the other side stiffened and seemed to feel a strong pressure.

In an instant, the blood flow on this young man, the flesh and blood structure of his body, and the potential contained in the blood vessels were all unearthed by Attis and attracted Attis's attention.

"What kind of race are you?" Looking at the boy in front of him, Attis spoke, his golden eyes staring at the boy in front of him.

The young man's face froze, but under Attis's gaze, he did not dare to resist, so he had a bitter smile on his face.

"My lord, I'm just an inferior kind." There was some bitterness on his face.

Inferior species, for Attis, this is undoubtedly a new term.

Although he accepted part of the information of this star field, it was only part of it. He paid more attention to those extraordinary powers, and didn't care about other parts of the information.

As a result, he found out the soul again, and the terrifying power directly distorted this piece of time and space in an instant, and intercepted this part of the information from the underworld.

Immediately, he understood the meaning of this phrase.

In this star field, or in the starry sky of this entire universe, there are thousands of races of all kinds, countless.

These racial talents are endless, some are born strong, some are extremely weak, and many have their own racial talents. And the only thing that can measure the superiority of these races is the degree of affinity for extraordinary powers.

Among them, races like humans are undoubtedly ordinary races, occupying the mainstream under the stars.

Some upper-class races have strong strength at birth, and then their strength will continue to strengthen as individuals continue to grow. These races are often the most envied and are regarded as upper-class races.

However, there are some races that seem to be innately insulated from extraordinary powers. Not only do they have no innate strength, nor the talent to practice extraordinary powers, no matter how much they practice, they cannot break through the first level, and can only be an ordinary person forever. exist.

These races, when measured under the entire starry sky, are undoubtedly extremely waste materials and are regarded as inferior races.

And the young man in front of Artis was undoubtedly from this inferior race, from the distant starry sky. Not only was born with low extraordinary talents, but even the original civilization has long been destroyed, leaving only countless descendants scattered in countless stars and used as slaves.

Seeing this, Artis shook his head: "Another suppressed race."

Although he didn't understand it in detail, as far as Attis was concerned, he found that the bloodline talent of the boy in front of him was actually very good.

In other words, it is a serious problem.

Different transcendent systems require different transcendent talents. Although most of them have similarities, there are still slight gaps.

Maybe someone doesn't have the slightest talent in the practice of fighting qi, but he is a genius in meditation. There are such things everywhere.

The race of the youth in front of him is undoubtedly such a race.

But the tragedy is that their partial subjects are so serious that they have no talent for most of the transcendental systems. In the end, because they have not been able to find a transcendental system that suits them, they are considered to have no transcendental talents. Relegated to an inferior race.

"Another hapless race that failed to find its talent."

Attis sighed and looked at the boy in front of him sympathetically, not knowing what to say.

This situation has actually been discovered many times in the life of Attis.

But for Artis, he values ​​the will of life individuals more, and doesn't care about talents and bloodlines.

This is highly determined. Talent is not a problem for Attis. In the main **** space established by Attis, if you want any talent, you only need to prepare the corresponding bloodline talent template for the exchange of **** coins. There is no need to worry at all.

But for foreign races, the bloodline talent of the gods is undoubtedly very important.

Although the blood race cannot break through the bloodline limitation, but the naturally powerful race is useless in the eyes of Atis, but under the rules of this starry sky, it is a properly superior bloodline.

Shaking his head, looking at the fearful expression of the young man in front of him, and feeling the feeling of inferiority and other emotions in his heart, Artis said directly, "Anywhere?"

It seemed a little unexpected, the young man raised his head in surprise, and quickly nodded to Atis.

"Take me to places where there can be a lot of blood from different races. I need these things for experimentation."

Artis glanced at the boy and spoke softly.

Suddenly, the young man turned pale, looking at the figure of Attis, it seemed that something terrible had been thought of.

However, he nodded, and respectfully spoke to Artis in front of him: "No problem, please come with me, my lord."

He turned and walked to the side street.

Behind him, Attis's face was calm, his eyes were flat, he glanced at him, followed him directly, and walked forward.

The scenery on the side of the road flicked by. The boy knew at a glance that he had survived in this area for a long time. He knew the terrain of the surrounding area very well, and he easily took Atis to bypass the huge crowds. , Go towards the destination.

During this period, some people watched Attis's eyes light up, but after seeing the boy in front of Attis, they all left with a little helplessness.

It seems that these are also special soliciting, specifically to lead the way for outsiders such as Atis.

Artis noticed a little bit. Among these guides, quite a few of them were of the same race of the young man in front of him, that is, the inferior race he called it.