At the same time, Sylvie discovered a rather absurd point.
Back then, His Majesty said that those civilizations gained some ancient heritage, which allowed them to develop so quickly.
Now she truly recognized it.
It has already been seven hundred years here, and they have only developed into a Level Five civilization, corresponding to the mere Gold Level.
Moreover, their technology tree is quite skewed; due to war, they mainly researched space travel technology.
Various spacecraft are used to attack each other's continents.
However, what they condense at the Fifth Tier is not a unified Crystal Core, but all sorts of bizarre things.
The core consists of elements similar to Crystal Cores like hearts, eyeballs, fingers, bones...
And they obviously appear incomplete and flawed!
"Such a low-level race."
Sylvie leaned against the glass window, munching on snacks, watching a room inside.
Although the vast land is mainly in Subspace, each room naturally contains some natives.
