The Wind Cat Lords realized how dangerous the situation was and began escaping without looking back. They were scared and understood from the power of the creatures they encountered, whose master looked like the Humanity Statue, that their opponent was stronger than them by a considerable margin.
Given his power, and at the same time seeing he had not even lifted a finger to take care of himself, it was most likely that he would be much stronger had he attacked them with his power. Knowing this, they were taken aback and started escaping. However, by this time, Epsilon had already regained his power.
He took a deep breath looking at the flying Wind Cat Lords and whispered.
“Plasma Bullet”
With his whisper, five different bullets made from plasma energy manifested and shot towards the three Wind Cat Lords. Each of the plasma bullets had entered their heads and exploded it with a strong force.
The Wind Cat Lords, who were flying, dropped in the deep seas below not much time later.
Epsilon exhaled and whispered.
“If they did not make me angry, and tried to take me out when I was not in my best shape, they would still be living.”
“The extermination of their race will be done by Crowia. I am not going to lift my hand to harm them at all.”
As Epsilon said these words, he smiled and closed his eyes and whispered.
“Manifestation Active.”
Epsilon said these words and black energy started pulsating. Seconds later, from the ground, the first Crowia being started emerging and stood up straight. The information of the current time and status, where he was and what his responsibility was, was all added into his mind.
Epsilon looked at the first Crowia being and asked.
“Do you know about your situation?”
The Crowman nodded and started talking.
“I know Lord Epsilon. You are our creator and you have given us life and intelligence and a healthy body. You have also given us a chance to improve ourselves. I know what you are seeking my Lord, and I will do whatever I can to give you what you want.”
Epsilon smiled and nodded.
After taking another moment, Epsilon shook his hand and more than 300 Crowia beings manifested at the back of the first Crowman. Half of them were female and half of them were male. He made it such so that the race could procreate.
These things might not seem important immediately but Epsilon knew that it made much difference. Without procreation, a race’s future would come to a grinding halt. Even if they had the technology, and they were able to clone themselves, there would be a road end ultimately, because constant cloning would harm the race itself and would continually weaken the DNA of every subsequent generation.
This concept or its execution was not difficult to fathom.
Epsilon took a deep breath and opened his eyes as he smiled. He flew up in the air to make himself visible to all and then addressed the 300 plus Crowia beings.
“Your leader is the first Crowia being, whose name will be Crowen. You are beings created by me and I gave you what you need in terms of power and resources to complete what you want to do.”
“You have improved intelligence and a clear map of what the Crowia beings need to do and understand. Form families and organizations, reproduce and become stronger and improve technology to achieve more.”
“Use the Stone Factory – 1 and the resources that come from selling the Stone Golems. Buy what you need from the Void Market and start applying your mind. Invent new things, create improved offensive and defensive strategies and any kind of technological products that you can think of.”
“Show that your race is no different from the natural evolutional races.”
“Understand that Crowia is not a simple race and show that your power and intelligence is not inferior to any other race that you will encounter in the future.”
Epsilon words were greeted by a loud cheer. All the Crowia beings were responding with all their might. It was a good sign that they were charged up.
Who would not be, considering they were hearing these words directly from their creator. Many humans would willingly submit to death with smiling faces if they were incited by their leaders.
What would a new race that was cheered on by its creator do? The answer was many things. Crowen, the leader that Epsilon appointed for the race, got to work immediately. He started organizing things and appointing many Crowia beings for different tasks. In just 10 minutes, he had appointed 10 more leaders for different sections.
“Research Leader”
“Food Leader”
“Mechanical Leader”
“Exploration Leader”
“Sea Leader”
“Building Leader”
“External Affairs Leader”
“Internal Works Leader”
“Magical Research Leader”
“Beast Leader”
and lastly himself, the “Leader of the Race”.
Each of the leaders started engaging other members of their race to begin working on their duties. The Food Leader picked up some of the Crowia beings to start working on fishing food from the sea with the help of the Sea Leader.
The Building Leader started purchasing wood and other materials for building houses and principal buildings for their race. The island was small and there was nothing much that could be used for building purposes other than stones. Right now though they had no way to use this as they did not have the power or the mechanical requirements for it.
But they were not scared. They had a daily revenue stream of Ether Stones that they could use to purchase building materials or food from the Void Market. They were lucky that in the Void Market, wood and food were not expensive. It could be said that with one purchase order for food from the Void Market, they could live up to one year without any problem.
Nonetheless, buildings needed to be built and they started working. Epsilon who had not left yet had made himself invisible as he observed his race. They were like ants working hard and systematically.
He nodded and smiled.
“If I understand correctly, they have the makings to be strong and useful.”
