Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

The young man wiped the sweat from his brow, looking at Mo Nan with hopeful eyes.

Mo Nan nodded appreciatively. "You're quite good. What's your name?"

The young man also knelt on the ground, respectfully saying, "Please, Heavenly God, bestow a name!"

Mo Nan looked speechlessly at Sui. It was all this guy's fault for setting a bad example. Truly speechless.

"Then you shall be called 'Cang'."

"Thank you, Heavenly God, for bestowing a name!"

"Mm, rise."

Mo Nan truly hadn't expected the primitive people to be so intelligent.

Originally, in his impression, primitive people shouldn't be too smart, but he hadn't expected that he was wrong.

They weren't stupid, they just didn't have the right methods.

In Mo Nan's view, the first person to invent fire by drilling wood was even greater and wiser than the first person to propose the theory of relativity.

Look at their comprehension. The elementary school students on Blue Star would probably kneel down and call him grandpa.

Such people truly possess great wisdom.

"Cang, come forward."

Next, Mo Nan taught Cang the Blue Star pronunciation of these characters.

"From now on, you will promote this language among the human race."

"Yes, Heavenly God!"

With so much activity, a day quietly passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

With a thought, Mo Nan summoned a large pile of wild beasts.

"Alright, have people prepare dinner."

After Mo Nan gave the order, many tribesmen immediately ran off excitedly, happily starting a fire to roast meat.

Next, a lively bonfire party began again in the Fire Flame Tribe.

During this process, Mo Nan called Sui and the others to his side, carefully telling them about the future development of the human race. Mo Nan also intentionally cultivated these few people.

After a burst of singing and dancing, the bonfire party ended.

"You may all go and rest. Tomorrow, I will teach you how to master the power of heaven and earth."

"Yes! Heavenly God!"

Everyone responded in unison, their voices filled with barely concealed excitement.

As everyone dispersed, Mo Nan also came to the house he had built.

Tonight, Mo Nan rarely didn't cultivate, but instead comfortably lay down on the heated kang.

As a northerner, Mo Nan was extremely familiar with things like heated kangs.

And the feeling of sleeping on a kang, Mo Nan hadn't experienced for many years, and he really missed it.

After lighting the heated kang, Mo Nan comfortably fell asleep.

Speaking of sleeping, Mo Nan hadn't done it in a long time.

… …

The long night was silent, with occasional roars of wild beasts. The time of one night passed in Mo Nan's loud snoring.

The next day, Mo Nan groggily opened his eyes amidst a loud rooster's crow.

He stretched luxuriously, his whole body and mind filled with unspeakable joy and ease.

He hadn't expected that the chicken he had just caught yesterday would start crowing at dawn today. It was really dedicated.

His divine sense swept out, and Mo Nan was immediately stunned.

"My divine sense…"

Mo Nan was surprised to find that the range of his divine sense could actually cover a hundred miles.

What was going on?

Was it the huge change and improvement in his state of mind? Or the magic of merit?

This imperceptible, silent improvement was worth a month of his cultivation, even under time acceleration.

It seemed that the improvement of one's state of mind had great benefits for cultivation. Cultivation really required a combination of work and rest. One couldn't always be too tense. Appropriate relaxation would bring unexpected benefits.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and the people in the Fire Flame Tribe had already woken up and started their day's work.

However, because Mo Nan had said that he would teach them how to master the power of heaven and earth today, no one went out.

Water element gathered. After Mo Nan washed up, he walked out of the house.

… …

Of course, even so, there probably wouldn't be too many people who could understand. Mo Nan mainly placed his hopes on Sui, Cang, and the others.

Mo Nan didn't talk about profound techniques, but only talked about the most basic cultivation methods.

As for the techniques, Mo Nan would naturally leave them behind, but only in the form of books. At that time, they could choose according to their own needs.

Now, they only needed to learn how to simply temper their flesh and blood and guide Qi into their bodies.

Soon, a morning passed, and Mo Nan finally stopped explaining.

Looking at the people who were either confused, scratching their heads, or sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, Mo Nan smiled and turned to walk into the house.

He couldn't possibly make everyone understand. Cultivating martial arts was about talent. Mo Nan's requirement was that as long as someone understood, that would be enough. Next, let the people who understood pass on the martial arts.

He didn't know if the human race without the Golden Finger could cultivate, and if they could, would it be as slow as the Blue Star official's experiment?

However, even if it was that slow, as long as they cultivated the techniques he left behind, they wouldn't be much slower than the Golden Finger owners.

As for whether this would expose himself, Mo Nan wasn't worried. From the moment he obtained the crystal core of this planet, this planet completely belonged to him personally.

Moreover, without his permission, no matter how strong your cultivation was, you couldn't enter. If you forcibly broke in, the planet would automatically hide. If the intruder was too strong, the planet would automatically self-destruct.

That is to say, without Mo Nan's permission, the news here wouldn't spread. Mo Nan felt that the day it spread would be the day he was invincible in the universe.

Besides, Mo Nan also had a guess.

If the people on this planet didn't have the Golden Finger, then, wouldn't they also not have the restrictions brought by the Golden Finger?

Mo Nan had always felt that the reason why the human race on Blue Star who hadn't awakened the Golden Finger couldn't cultivate even with advanced techniques might be related to the Golden Finger. Everything had two sides. It was very likely that the Golden Finger, while bringing unparalleled cultivation speed to the human race, also imposed an invisible restriction on those without the Golden Finger.

Therefore, Mo Nan felt that the human race here didn't have the Golden Finger, so they shouldn't have the restrictions brought by the Golden Finger.

If that was the case, then even if the news that the human race here cultivated quickly spread out, it wouldn't matter.

People didn't even have the Golden Finger, so what if they cultivated faster? That was fair, wasn't it?

Looking at the few people who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, concentrating on cultivation, a look of anticipation appeared in Mo Nan's eyes.