Taihua raised an eyebrow. "Do they resemble me or not? That's something you can confirm at a glance."
Speaking of this, one has to critique the President's criteria for judging geniuses.
Like her—that's a genius.
Unlike her—that's a mediocrity.
How exceptional someone is depends entirely on how much they resemble her.
This sounds utterly unreasonable and domineering.
Yet no one in this world can refute her words.
If you're fortunate enough to step into the President's realm—also known as the legendary Tian Ding Temple—you'll see a towering stone stele piercing the heavens, standing at 8,900 zhang tall, inscribed with enormous Ancient God Clan characters.
Only those with outstanding talent can comprehend its meaning.
"—Unequaled achievements, daring to move even Heaven itself!"
If not for the President, this world would've been destroyed two hundred years ago.
