C1910 Eye of God (2/2)

Only with this unique state of mind would he have the qualification to lead the people forward and become outstanding people.

To be a good officer, a strategist, a statesman... First of all, he could not be a fussy, frivolous, girly man whose excessive shortsightedness was a fatal flaw in the design of a national strategy.

Using the training method of God's Eye, Xiao Letian had indeed successfully nurtured a large number of seeds of potential. As long as they had the chance to learn more in the future, a large number of outstanding politicians and military experts would definitely appear in the future. This was the secret weapon Xiao Letian used to nurture his talent.

Wang Huaiyuan originally thought that the God's Eye was already at the top, but he didn't think that today's Xiao Letian would give him another huge shock.

”So it turns out that we thought that having the God's Eye, being able to stand in the clouds and observe this world could already be considered transcending the mortal world … But who would have thought! ”

”I never thought that you, Prime Minister, would actually not be the God's eye. The height you're standing at is not the peak of the white cloud! ”You've completely jumped out of the river of history. You're looking down from the starry sky at the flowing river of human history …”

”Too amazing. We can only look down on the growth and development of the human race in the mountains and rivers, but you can already escape the shackles of time and jump out of the river of history to study the rise and fall of civilization!”

”Master …” Can you tell me? Is there still a day for our Chinese civilization to be revived? Just how many more years will the Manchu destroy our civilization … ”

Xiao Letian blushed a little. Even though he had a thick skin, this gesture of his caused Wang Huaiyuan to feel a little embarrassed. ”Too much, it's too … ”Actually, these things are all written in our history books. I've only just been organized using new language …”

Xiao Letian sighed in his heart, ”Actually, this civilization is just like the games in my previous life. The Chinese civilization, this main account, has been levelling for thousands of years, with its high HP, attack power, evasion, parry, and other attributes …”

Perhaps due to a moment of carelessness, I was ambushed by the Thief Assassin. The ambushers used a series of killing moves to turn the big boss of China around, but it couldn't withstand our Blood Shield's high defense. By the time you've used all of your skills, we'd still have a third of our HP remaining …

”Only one third is left. That's more than enough to deal with the ambushers!”

As for those backward low level civilizations, they were basically small accounts that had just been established a few hundred years ago. Even if they were big accounts that were thousands of years old, most of them were lazy and didn't really train properly, and when they meet enemies from the higher level civilizations, they would basically be beaten back to their original forms and directly resurrected at the revival point.

Even his hard-earned equipment had been stolen away by the main account. He didn't have a single gold coin in his pocket. It wouldn't be that easy to level up in the Forest of Civilization without a single piece of clothing.

And the scariest thing is, after World War 1 and World War 2, civilization even learned to guard corpses. Basically, civilization will send their people to wait for you at the revival point, killing each other until you no longer dare to enter the Forest of Civilization and train again.

This was the fate of the land of the Middle East. He had oil under his feet, and he was geographically connected to Eurasia. It was a good card given to him by the heavens.

But because civilization was not a match for European civilization, after the second world war, this land never stopped for a single day. Basically, every country in the Middle East that leveled up too quickly would be hit by European civilization.

Back then, Iraq was known as the number one military power in the Middle East, and in the end, it was still beaten back to the resurrection point. Iran, Syria and other countries also suffered the same fate, struggling to survive the death of their Western Civilization.

Religion was the same. Living in close proximity to customs and languages, most people could understand each other. This was clearly a cultural region that could become a great empire, but yet it was fragmented into countless small countries. This was something worth pondering about.