Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Humans are a very young race. To date, they have only existed on the map of all races for 300,000 years, and their civilization system has only existed for less than 10,000 years.

Among all races, there are countless races with higher civilization systems. Almost all of the top ten races have civilization histories spanning hundreds of millions of years. These advanced civilizations possess powerful supernatural weapons and bio-armor, have survived numerous wars and cataclysmic events, and possess super cells that have evolved over hundreds of millions of years.

Compared to them, humanity is like an insignificant speck of dust in history.

The oldest races are naturally the gods and demons, who are said to have existed since the beginning of the world's chaos.

However, after the gods severely damaged the demon race in ancient times, they rarely appeared on the map of all races and spent most of their time in the realm of gods.

Even so, the gods still have the power to command all races.

When the gods wish to issue a divine decree, they will instruct their most loyal servants—the demi-humans—who will then instruct the other races of the Light faction.

The dark races are the demonic races that, to this day, still refuse to obey the commands of the gods.

"In war, all levels, weapons, equipment, mounts and war beasts are just your paper strength."

Lan Mi said on the podium: "But no matter how strong your strength is on paper, it is ultimately your brain that is using it. So there will be an additional uncertain factor in war - strategy."

"In the history of the War of All Races, there have been many battles in which the weak defeated the strong. In the War of the Sky, the Feathered Race, which had only a million-year history, defeated the Angel Civilization, which had a history of hundreds of millions of years and possessed various advanced weapons and divine technological armor. This was the result of the arrogance of the Angel Queen. Our Human Empire's founding emperor, with the strength of the Saint Realm, once led an army of 100,000 to defeat an alien enemy whose leader was a Soul Emperor Realm expert with an army of 300,000."

Ye Ge listened quietly, while Gao Shenxue and Xia Xiyao beside her were also taking notes diligently.

However, this wasn't necessarily the case for some of the noble children. These stories of war between countless races were already familiar to them from a young age. If the principal's open class consisted only of such ordinary war history lessons, then this class would be a waste of their time.

"Principal! Actually, strategies and the like are only used when you're not strong enough, right?"

A boy sitting in the fifth row suddenly said casually, "As long as you can overwhelm the enemy with strength, strategy is just nonsense."

"No matter how clever or tactical an ant is, how could it possibly overthrow an elephant?"

"And I am the man who will become an elephant!"

After saying this, the boy had a smug look on his face, seemingly proud of his unique insights.

However, he soon realized that there was no applause around him.

The classroom was silent. Almost none of the students around him showed any expression. No one responded to him or mocked him.

The boy's smile froze on his face. He felt inexplicably awkward, unsure whether to continue smiling or not.

He had just passed the assessment to enter the inner circle not long ago, and this was his first public lecture as the principal.

Back in his regular class, if he were to interject with something like that during class, many classmates would applaud along with him. But now, here, he suddenly feels a little out of place...

The boy shrank his neck, unsure of what he had said wrong.

Long Ying stood in the last row with her arms crossed, giving the boy a faint glance.

The boy was in the fifth row, which means his talent was at least rated as "excellent".

This phenomenon might not be surprising in a regular class. After all, those in regular classes are still just ordinary people in the eyes of these top geniuses.

But I never expected that there would be people who would say such things in such an elite public class.

Lan Mi looked at the boy, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said, "Actually, you're right. No matter how powerful an ant is, it can't possibly overthrow an elephant."

"But this is on the premise that you are born in an invincible state. But obviously, you are not, because you are human, and among all races, we humans rank 93rd."

"It's a pity that no one is born with the ability to look down on all living beings. Some people may envy the gods? But you probably don't know that the gods and demons were once weak. They were also life forms nurtured by the universe, evolving from the weakest creatures. They were just the ones who fought their way out from tens of thousands of races in the ancient civilization war billions of years ago, and that's how they became the 'gods' they are today."

Lan Mi looked at the boy with a half-smile: "And you, your so-called 'elephant is not afraid of ants,' are actually just enjoying the legacy left by your predecessors. Your predecessors gave you extraordinary talent and superior genes. Your parents gave you a good family background, leaving you money, status, power, and treasures, and feeding you all sorts of random upgrade elixirs from a young age..."

"So many cheat codes and cheats have given you the result of 'being able to crush the weak'."

"I just want to know, aside from the cheat codes others gave you, what have you done that others couldn't do?"

"..." The boy didn't say anything, looking embarrassed.

Long Ying, who was sitting in the last row, looked enlightened after hearing these words.

He truly deserves to be called a legendary top-tier superhuman in the empire.

As a member of the royal family, Long Ying was deeply moved after hearing these words. As the ninth princess, she was one of the most talented members of the royal family, but talent can only be used as a weapon, and ultimately, it is people who wield the weapon.

In royalty, talent is indeed important, but if one does not have a mind that matches one's talent, the result will be "misfortune will surely follow if one's virtue does not match one's position".

In the fiercely competitive royal family, if a prince possesses talents that others envy but lacks the corresponding intelligence, he will die a more miserable death than an ordinary person!

There are only three possible outcomes for you: death, being controlled by your soul and becoming a puppet, or having your talents stolen!

Long Ying had seen countless geniuses who had all died during their growth and development.

These nobles, born with a silver spoon in their mouths, each believed themselves to be the protagonist of the world, expecting the entire world to revolve around them and make way for them, just like in a wish-fulfillment novel.

Unfortunately, reality will give them a harsh blow.

Lan Mi smiled knowingly: "So, as I said at the beginning, I don't think you little guys really understand war. You noble children have been studying the wars of all races since you entered the War Academy at a young age. Using the 'rapid memorization' technique, you can recite what each race went through in its rise to power. But you don't understand the real meaning of having you read these chronicles of civilizations."

"Listen, you ignorant and pathetic little creatures."

"You are all core students of the War Academy, and have always been regarded as the future of the Empire and the future of humanity."

"As your principal, I hope that in the future you will not rely on overwhelming strength to crush the weak; but rather rely on your strength to target even stronger enemies and defy authority!"

Lan Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze sweeping over all the students in the large classroom: "I expect that one of you will emerge as an ant, yet be able to bring down an elephant."