The miner race, sub-human attribute, an extraordinary race similar to humans...

These are the basics that can be determined.

After all, the dream miners of the brain are not just living creatures like pigs, dogs, cattle, or sheep. They need to have wisdom, as only then will the generated mental energy be high, and the mining rate strong...

"They must be intelligent beings! If necessary, their intelligence must even surpass current humans."

"Secondly, the channel for this race to mine is to enter 'the World', become an Immortal Herb player, and be responsible for mining."

Zhu Zhengwei continued to organize his thoughts,

"Humans live on 30% of Earth's landmass, but for me... a little place is enough. I only need 2% of the deep-sea ocean, for the four-dimensional descension to establish my three-dimensional reality extraordinary world."

"Moreover, even though this race suddenly appears and doesn't interact with Earth's humans, they need a historical identity and background created for them to believe in their origin... like the deep-sea fish-man race, ancient prehistoric humans, or refugees from a crashed alien spaceship... and they cannot leave the Old Days shelter!"

Zhu Zhengwei continuously mobilizes his imagination, drawing from movies and games he has seen.

A lot of preparations need to be made.

"But this is indeed a necessary attempt..." Zhu Zhengwei takes a deep breath, his consciousness focusing on the entire Ancestral Witch era, where his disappearance, after the fall of Emperor Qin, led to world-wide turmoil.

However, the massive chaos caused by the Billion Prison Immortal Thief hasn't fully unfolded yet.

"Maybe when the first truly capable strong figure appears, it may herald the beginning of the next flourishing era."

He glanced at the world structure and didn't bother to care any further.

He began observing the various intelligent creatures in the Ancestral Witch era, hoping to directly find an existing best choice, "Back then, the crazy civilization of genetic experiments spanned sea, land, and air, with many beast races, and quite a few in the sea, let me take a look..."

Fish-men come in many varieties.

But generally, they are not strong.

They mostly hide in the deep sea, with no connection to cultivation.

The world wars have little to do with them, they just hide and live simple lives.

And over the years, many new variant sub-species have emerged among them.

"Tuna Race, Shark Race... why does everything in the sea look so bizarre? Because the sea is too dark, aren't you afraid others will see your appearance?" Zhu Zhengwei initially screened them and first eliminated the ones that did not look human or were ugly.

Don't ask why; just blame it on the natural selection of the world, survival of the fittest.

He soon set his sights on the lineage of the Fish-men.

And within this lineage of Fish-men, there are many branches.

Eventually, his gaze was fixed on the Shell Race, "This one is quite good."

This oceanic race is essentially a colossal shell.

Like regular shellfish, they flap their shells to move, but in the middle of the shell is a person lying within.

Each beastman race inherits its animal nature, just like how the Minotaur race is simple-minded.

This race is gentle and pleasant in temperament, very lazy, not bothering to move even a step after eating and drinking, like a sloth, just lying in their shells.

They're simply a tribe of reclusive homebodies.

The most interesting thing is...

The shell men are strong and powerful, with their shells acting like huge blood mouths, able to open and close with great force.

And the shell maidens of this race are extraordinarily beautiful, and they produce luminous pearls in abundance.

Zhu Zhengwei observed for a moment, immediately shocked!

He instantly developed a fondness for this Sleeping Beauty race, with its self-contained "bedroom big bed" and "room lighting luminous pearls", seeing in a glance that this race's future is immeasurable!

"Back when I ruled the Ancestral Witch Era, serving as the unthroned Celestial Emperor of the second era, how did I overlook such a magical race?"

"That's the flaw of the Moon Eye, observing all beings but unable to see the seabed, what a mistake!" he sighed.

Indeed, Zhu Zhengwei saw great promise in them.

This race is the best candidate for the second Dharma Gate of the Divine Sect, "Yama Hundred Refinements".

A wise race, equipped with shells, equipped with pearls... they are practically a self-contained weapon-forging race, where their shells can be viewed as "Air Pressure Forging Furnaces", and the pearls as natural "Magical Treasures"!

Equipped with forging furnaces, equipped with magical treasures...

And if a race suitable for artifact refining is projected into reality... there are too many possibilities.

"This is indeed outrageous."

He shook his head, "This race is too lazy, otherwise, in this era of prosperous artifact refining in the Ancestral Witch Era, their natural advantage could have possibly contested for the position of top beast race."

"However..."

Zhu Zhengwei seemed to think of something,

"Exactly, they are very smart. Although the artifact refining race has promising prospects... it's also easy for others to covet; just like back then, the Ancestral Witch bloodline's strong country was reared like livestock for cultivation due to their strong blood, with continual consumption of their divine blood... and this race probably would face the same fate."

Being bred, forced to cultivate shells and pearls, turned into human-shaped artifact refining furnaces, then sold as slaves, would be all too normal.

With such thoughts, this race has always remained low-key, hidden in the deep sea, uninvolved with the world, which turns out to be the best way of life.

As the saying goes, "A commoner is innocent, but bearing a treasure is a crime."

"However, with me, they will be different! Their talent and personality will be perfectly utilized!"

Zhu Zhengwei rested his chin on his hand in contemplation,

"Their gentle, inactive nature is just what I want, as they can lie around all day, perfect for playing 'the World', quietly mining and admiring the scenery."

"And this race, living in the deep sea, awakens for artifact refining during the twelve hours of day, and sleeps mining during the twelve hours of night...." Zhu Zhengwei finds this perfectly fitting.

"Hmm, Celestial Dao, bring up the genetic data of this Shell Race that was created by the old shelter back then."

Zhu Zhengwei spoke.

In an instant, the historical river recorded in the Four-dimensional World became faintly visible.

Countless character images appeared.

It eventually froze in a laboratory.

"Let me see... the original form is a scallop, with the loaded human gene segments being...." Zhu Zhengwei's expression was calm as his eyes went over the segments of information.

He planned to use the old routine again.

Bring the real-world scallop into the Four-dimensional World, and then, in that place, re-train the initial template, then feedback it to the shell in this reality.

"I re-trained a dragonfly into a little elf, trained a bonsai into the Chang'e Palace, and then used a scallop to start an extraordinary sea race..."

He hummed a tune as he instructed the antique ship in the Chang'e Palace to catch a plump and fat scallop and kept it in a wooden pool on the ancient ship.

Then he returned to his dormitory, settled interpersonal relationships, and that night, remotely pulled the scallop from the Chang'e Palace into the Four-dimensional World, entering the Four-dimensional World himself.

This time, he returned to the whole world with a second, officially mature initial template, and entered the ocean as a god.

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