Mushroom Man

Wu Liang slowly opened his eyes.

This time, Jian Shouqing didn't reveal many secrets, only telling him that there were villains on a certain island.

However, although this secret was very short, it was quite useful to him.

After all, he had just planned to move towards the position of leader of the supernatural beings, and he was short of supernatural beings.

Currently, he only has dragonmen and orcs under his command, and they are still in the process of being trained.

To cultivate this team, we'll have to wait until he becomes an immortal at the very least.

He only managed to acquire two of the nine extraordinary individuals, and the remaining seven were still unaccounted for.

If he can bring all the villains mentioned by Jian Shouqing under his command, it will be of great help to his grand cause.

"Villain..."

Wu Liang stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

If he remembered correctly, the dwarf race was born with traces of the Wood Dao and was extremely skilled at cultivating plants.

If he could capture these little people and bring them to the Demon Suppression Tower, he could probably start to be self-sufficient and grow some mushrooms.

only……

What does it mean that the information revealed by the blue-haired man means that these petty people are content with mediocrity?
Wu Liang frowned, puzzled.

In his mind, all living beings in the world might choose to be content with mediocrity, but only petty people would not!

The reason is nothing more than the deeds of that Chaotic Ancient Celestial Venerable, which made all living beings aware that the petty people are a race that is unwilling to be ordinary.

This event is recorded in the "Tales of Mushroom People"...

Legend has it that a long, long time ago!

Huiyue left the Yellow Springs, completing her transformation from death to rebirth.

He faced death head-on and became a truly living person!

Yet he remained the loneliest person, because no one else in the world was like him, a child born from death.

The crescent moon walks across the vast earth, on its own path in life.

At that moment, he was confused!

He discovered that after leaving the underworld, he not only failed to escape loneliness, but instead allowed loneliness to cling to him even more tightly.

In the underworld, at least he can still see wandering ghosts.

But when he came to the world of the living, he looked around and couldn't see a single person.

All people in the world are searching for that great sun in the sky.

Huiyue also wanted to follow along in search of the Great Sun to alleviate his loneliness, but his life path was destined to be one where he could never intersect with anyone.

No matter which way he went, he couldn't see a single person; it was as if all living beings in the world had isolated him.

There was only one exception...

Those are the remaining lonely ghosts and spirits in the world.

These wandering ghosts are equally lonely. They linger in the world for various reasons, unable to enter the underworld or keep company with the living.

The living cannot see them, and they cannot meet each other. They are trapped in the place where they died, enduring the torment of loneliness.

But Huiyue is different; he can see these wandering ghosts and talk to them.

The living could not alleviate Huiyue's loneliness, but the dead brought her warmth.

Huiyue traveled to the ends of the earth and learned the stories of every lonely ghost.

Who could have imagined that even the sun in the sky has its own loneliness that it cannot reach?

There are still some people in the world who cannot gather with the sun to relieve their loneliness.

Only now did Huiyue realize her mission.

Since the living avoid him and the dead embrace him, why should he abandon the essential and pursue the unattainable life?

Sometimes, death can be warm, rather than frightening.

Every person who dies was once someone the living cherished. The dead are loved and missed.

But for various reasons, they left this world and fell into the quagmire of loneliness.

Huiyue wanted to give these people a place to belong.

If the living can follow the sun and huddle together for warmth, why can't the dead follow it and escape loneliness?

With each thought that flashed through Huiyue's mind, her body grew stronger.

In the very end, he reappeared as that towering, majestic spirit.

He was like a beacon, guiding all the dead.

The waning moon grew larger, faster, and brighter until it emitted a light that, though cold, was gentle.

He transformed into a full moon, bringing darkness to the world and a different kind of light.

The dead who see his light will gather together and find the way to the underworld.

When the living see his light, they will think of their relatives and miss their hometown.

From this point on, the mushroom world possessed the sun and moon, and the concepts of night and day.

The two days were clearly distinct, resulting in half of the mushroom world being black and half white.

At the boundary between the two days, there is a place called the bottom.

The people here often engage in manual labor and need plenty of rest.

Previously, they would determine when to rest based on the intensity of sunlight.

But ever since the sun and moon shone together, the people here have lost their judgment and can only work day and night, unable to rest anymore.

Among these, the tiny people, only the size of a finger, suffer the most.

These ordinary people, even living at the bottom of society, are more hardworking and poorer than others.

Their strength is so small that they have to give their all to even move a single stone.

Even so, they never considered giving up.

Because they still need to build homes and shelter their loved ones from the wind and rain.

As ordinary people, no matter how hard or tiring it is, they cannot stop.

Once those at the bottom stop working, the winds of life will destroy their houses and leave them homeless.

They had to constantly move stones to add bricks and tiles to their houses in order to withstand the winds of life.

With each additional child they have, their burden grows heavier.

Having a child means building another house and enduring another life's challenges.

They have to move more stones and do more labor in order to make a living.

Without rest, they would soon die from this intense labor.

And the children of these ordinary people are also tiny in stature when they are born.

They are born into the lower class and will never see the view from the upper class.

Even though their parents died from overwork, they still had to shoulder the burden and struggle to make a living.

And so the cycle continues endlessly, generation after generation of little people collapsing one after another for the houses built from a few stones.

No one knows that there is such a group of impoverished people at the bottom of society.

Because they are so small, not only are they small in stature, but their voices are also very faint, so they receive no attention.

Therefore, even if they suffer injustice, no one cares, and they can only silently endure everything at the bottom.

Those adults from above would laugh at their insignificance, and could crush them with a flick of their fingers.

Their lives were hopeless, filled only with endless labor and a bitter struggle at the bottom of society.

And at that very moment, a rather unusual little person... stepped forward! (End of Chapter)