It is not difficult to get rid of the shadow of the Glorious Clan, as long as it goes the other way around. Pan Ting thought optimistically that the Glorious Clan is a hardworking working people, so the new humans can be lazy people who lie in bed daydreaming all day long, thinking about getting something for nothing... But they are very ashamed on the outside, especially afraid of the cold, and hate running naked the most.

As for appearance, the Glory Clan has black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, and the Ice and Snow Clan has white hair, purple lips, white skin. Do you want dark skin if you have the rest? It just happened to face the three-colored race. He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly remembered that the character's appearance had been outsourced to Sa'er, and it was useless to think about it.

Pan Ting finished the setting in an hour, handed it over to Sa Er, and prepared for more than a dozen changes. Unexpectedly, Sa Er glanced roughly and started to draw people.

Pan Ting asked worriedly: "Is this OK?"

"Um."

"Are you sure there's nothing you want to modify?"

"Um."

"Will the personality be set too sloppy?"

"Won't."

Well, at least he did hear what he was asking.

Saal is very efficient, and in just two minutes, a man and a woman are freshly released.

Pan Ting looked at two handsome faces, licked his lips and said, "Will they look...well, too standard?"

Saar looked at him in confusion.

"Snowman, the Ice and Snow Clan is quite standard, they are so standard..." The Glory Clan is simply ugly. After all, he is his biological child, and Pan Ting is very sad.

Sa'er Canal: "Shouldn't humans look like this?"

Shouldn't humans look like this?!

Pan Ting was shot in his knees and almost knelt on one knee. "There are many kinds of people, some are good-looking, and some are not good-looking... Doesn't your planet have it?" Why look at him with the eyes of aliens?

...

Well, for him, he is indeed an alien.

Sa'er was silent for a while and said, "Did the Glorious Clan draw according to the standards of humans on your planet? Isn't it because you don't have enough painting skills?"

Pan Ting was also shot in his other knee, and he barely grabbed the table with his hand, so he did not let himself fall: "This..." Should he sacrifice himself to protect the face of the earth, or sacrifice the earth to establish the glorious image of a realistic painter.

"Yes, I'm a scumbag."

At critical moments, the honor of the earth is above everything else.

Sa'er canal: "Where are you?"

Pan Ting didn't recall it: "Me?"

"Are you... an exception among the earthlings?" Saar was full of curiosity about the earth.

Pan Ting said: "What do you mean is that it is particularly ugly or particularly cough, good-looking?"

Saer said implicitly: "You are quite similar to the Glorious Clan."

You are quite similar to the Guangrong clan!

Pan Ting covered his chest, slowly slid off the platform, and fell to the ground.

...

Dead in battle.

After awakening, Pan Ting popularized the relationship between human face structure and aesthetics for five hours.

Sa'er is very studious, remember them one by one.

In the end, Pan Ting didn't know what he had said, and Sa'er could remind and summarize: "So, facial features don't have to be good-looking, but if the overall proportion is harmonious, it's also considered a beauty, right?"

Pan Ting nodded and said, "That's right, for example, me! Although my eyes are not as deep as you, my nose is not as straight as you, and my lips are not as sexy as you... But, my facial features have good neighborhood relationships, they are very harmonious, and their eyes are particularly bright, giving people a very spiritual feeling. Such a handsome guy!" After he finished speaking, he saw Saer staring at his face intently.

Pan Ting was a little hot and searched several photos of celebrities from Baidu: "Look. Although their facial features have their own problems, they look very good and charming when combined."

A finger gently lit his chin and slowly turned over.

Pan Ting looked at his handsome face, which was close to him, and said quietly: "What are you looking at?"

Sa'er's eyes seemed to turn into a gentle feather, slowly swept down from his forehead, passed by his eyelids, crossed the bridge of his nose, and gently tapped his lips.

Pan Ting's throat was dry, and he swallowed carefully, and said to himself: Why is he staring at my lips for nothing? What do he want to do?!

After a long time, Sa'er let go of his hands and said, "I understand."

Pan Ting didn't understand very well: "Ah?"

Sa'er can: "Female features and face... can have flaws."

Pan Ting: "..." You understand!

Sa'er can't say: "Your face is also called good-looking."

In order to avoid being angry or losing his mind, he did crazy things and was beaten to death by the other party, Pan Ting turned around and left.

An hour later, Sa'er handed over the manuscript.

Obviously, this is his hard work, and obvious traces of modification can be seen on the draft.

Pan Ting looked at the trace and felt very uncomfortable.

Why do traces be kept so obvious? Why do people see at a glance that the painter is using his life to make the perfect handsome guy and beautiful woman ugly!

Sa'er looked at him for a long time and thought he was dissatisfied: "There are not enough flaws?"

Pan Ting covered his chest and said for a while: "Enough."

"Don't look good to you?"

"It's... not bad." It's really good. Although the man has a slightly bigger nose, his lips are too wide, his women's face is round, and his eyes are slightly wider, he looks like two honest and sunny young people, and with the attributes of a new human... it is very likely that a group of scammers will develop!

Pan Ting was deeply worried about the Glorious Clan: "Can I change the settings?"

“Where is not enough?”

"I want to change my food and laziness to being too frugal." It is better to pick one's own door than to pick others' doors.

Saer's fingers moved on the keyboard and pressed to confirm.

Pan Ting glanced at me hastily and saw four more words after eating and laziness. The original four words were not removed, "Hey, I mean..."

"It's confirmed." Thrall said lightly.

Pan Ting accused: "You did it on purpose."

Sa'er Canal: "Your original setting is very good."

Pan Ting couldn't understand: "A group of idle and lazy miser people are good? Do you think they will promote the progress of the world?"

"Yes. People won't change things that are too perfect. Only when they find shortcomings will they improve." Sa'er paused, afraid that he would not understand, and said, "Your world has plastic surgery, we don't."

...

Pan Ting pulled out the arrow on his knee and drove away!

Although Pan Ting and Sal are still working together in character style, and Pan Ting and Sal have differences in character settings, this is the first time that the two have collaborated. When Sal invites him to watch the birth of a new human being, he agrees without hesitation.

"I missed the birth of the Glorious Clan, and the Yamatian Clan must not miss it anymore." Pan Ting was a little excited, "The eternal mystery of whether there is a chicken or an egg first can finally be solved today!"

Sa'er glanced at him and pondered: "They are not called the Yamatian tribe."

Pan Ting smiled and said, "Why can't I know what I chose? It's called Yemotian... You won't change the name I chose, right?"

Sa'er nodded as if he had taken it for granted.

Pan Ting was crazy: "Why?!" He felt very bad, just like the child he had worked hard to give birth to was actually named after his father!... Hey, is there something wrong with his feeling?

Before he could find the crux of the problem, he was interrupted by Sa'er's mouth: "It's too long."

Pan Ting said: "Where is too long?"

"Glorious clan, ice and snow clan, and night maritime clan."

"It's true that one word has grown...what does it matter?"

Sa'er canal: "Unneat."

Pan Ting: "..." Will aliens also suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Pan Ting asked: "What have you changed to? Yetian Clan? Yemo Clan? Motian Clan?"

Sa'er canon: "Because you set them to be tall and slender, with outstanding force..."

Pan Ting has a bad premonition.

"So I named it Gaowu clan."

...

Pan Ting made a self-examination. It seemed that since he set the Glorious Clan, the names of the human race began to run wildly towards the simple route of seeking truth from facts, and even the eight horses could not be pulled back.

The Gaowu clan was born by the river, and the wind blew out.

Pan Ting stared at one strong man after another as he stood up from the water, looked at each other, and walked ashore arrogantly. After a while, each of them covered important parts with a large leaf.

When the wind stopped, there were already one or two hundred people born in the Gaowu clan, both men and women, all of whom were lazy and lazy. Several people saw Pan Ting and Sa'er and immediately walked over and looked straight at the fabric on their bodies.
To be continued...