Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 114 The New Era, The Fairy of the Lake
The Butterfly Clan, 1021.

More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. After the establishment of the Kingdom of Heaven, various changes have taken place on Earth.

The emergence of the Kingdom of Heaven increased the scope and speed of the output of the "Ultimate Wisdom," allowing the era to fully possess the blessing of the "Fourth Wisdom," which was then extended to every life.

Liu Jun was very satisfied with this:

"This era has given me many surprises!"

"Back then, when Edenmotapada tried to insert the third kind of wisdom, he only succeeded halfway; he only managed to shrink the third brain—the pineal gland."

"I currently lack the ability to create a new sacred body and infuse it with the fourth kind of wisdom. I can only temporarily bless it time and time again. This can be considered as completing the life of this era."

As the phenomena of the fourth kind of intelligence, the "mysterious," became more widespread, a large number of fairies appeared, roaming the skies.

Occasionally, they might find a tree in your estate suddenly transformed into a kind and gentle old man, speaking: "Good morning!"

No one will be surprised; on the contrary, they will be delighted.

Because this represents the birth of a new fairy.

Each fairy is a very precious pet.

They can even produce various magical potions, which can provide a family with a large income.

This made the people of the earth worship the mysterious God even more:
"Praise be to you, God, for doubling our family's income!"

"O Almighty and All-Powerful Lord, you have made potions widespread, and the study of potions has developed even further!"

"You are the creator of the Kingdom of Heaven, the source of all things. Your mystery is infinite, your power is boundless, and you bestow wisdom upon us."

"That is the kingdom of God. One day, I will go and see it!"

On earth, the Bible and other books of the Church of Light praise God in various ways.

The praise was so exaggerated that even God himself, peeking at the mortal world from heaven, would blush with shame and feel utterly delusional.

However, another major event soon occurred.

"Ah! It is the immortal god, who has emerged from the secluded Cangwu tree and bestowed blessings!"

"That's... the legendary Phoenix Emperor!?"

"So the legend of the Butterfly Clan's creation myth is actually true?"

"God, that's the Old God!"

"Hurry up and present the ribbon!"

"We're not butterflies, we don't know how to make bows!"

"Duh, why don't we just use magic to extract the sleeves from our clothes and weave them together?"

As a result, countless ribbons filled the skies above cities, and the people donned short sleeves.

Liu Jun and the Amber Swallowtail once again bestowed blessings from the butterfly cage carriage, walking on the earth and looking at the people of this era with great satisfaction.

On the butterfly cage vehicle.

The amber swallowtail butterfly said, "People are almost not recognizing us anymore."

The Angel of Truth is a complete shut-in, rarely venturing out of the tree: "Only a thousand years have passed."

The immortal deity said, "This is normal. The earliest life forms that followed us a thousand years ago have almost disappeared from this land. The oldest water and fire gods can only be traced back to the late dynasty of the Xiangdomo era. They never followed us."

"The two giants at that time had only seen us because of the trial."

The Angel of Truth sighed, "Indeed, a dynasty lasts two or three hundred years. Now, four or five dynasties have passed. We are almost a distant myth."

The people forget things faster than we imagined.

They will only remember those distant legends and stories in history.

In their minds, we have gradually lost our vibrant image.

The Angel of Truth possesses high wisdom and emphasizes rationality, making it very worry-free.

I just won't go out.

Clinging tightly to the Cangwu tree, seeking the blessing of the immortal god, they pursue eternal life with a rational mindset, cultivating silently.

She has reached a very high level of understanding now.

Having already reached the fourth rank and ninth level, he is attempting to break through to the Great Perfection and step into the mysterious fifth rank.

Her ideal is to become stronger and see a higher view.

She said, "I heard that there is already a God outside, who is no less powerful than Elephant Dhomo. That's quite interesting."

"Ahhh, hahaha! Yeah, he seems really amazing." Amber Swallowtail giggled, enjoying the feeling of keeping a secret.

This is a secret that belongs only to her and God.

Great.

We have our own little secrets.

Soon, the butterfly-shaped carriage completed its blessing of immortality and returned to the Cangwu tree.

The Angel of Truth didn't linger either; the ascetic monk, who had lived a life of simple desires, went straight back to continue his research on how to break through to the fifth rank.

Liu Jun watched her retreating figure, "[High Wisdom], truly the most effortless deity, pure rationality, the pursuit of truth, no wonder she is the source of the calamity of wisdom."

"I estimate that she has accumulated many hidden strengths over the years and has improved the realm of the Butterfly Clan considerably."

I ignored her.

He and his butterfly remained as always, as promised, and after each blessing from the butterfly cage carriage, he would go on a trip.

They traveled far and wide, visiting all the different races in the world, and personally observed the birth of every kind of magic potion and the appearance of fairies.

And they savored the unique potions created by various renowned local great mages.

In this era, the appearance of fairies not only reminded Liu Jun of the fairy tales in Western fairy tales, but also of the mountain spirits and monsters in Eastern mythology!
The kind that gains wisdom by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

What a resemblance!

And in just over ten years, with the large increase in the population of the fairy race, a few geniuses are bound to emerge.

They first emerged as individuals who gained intelligence, and then began to try to awaken other members of their race, gradually forming various fairy groups.

Of course, some races perish and disappear, while others continue to grow.

On this day, Liu Jun and Little Phoenix Butterfly traveled back to their starting point, Green Shade Territory, and entered a tavern.

The troubadour is talking big:
"I saw the gods on the day the Kingdom of Heaven was founded. I saw the great gods drinking wine in the sea. They ran around the world with torches in their hands. The top three gods received three Holy Grails from God." "Later, the first god, the God of Light, used the golden Holy Grail to forge the golden halo of angels, which floated above their heads and became its most precious treasure. Today, angels continue to imitate it, and the golden halo of angels has become standard equipment for angels."

"The second-ranked Earth God built a new death raft for her husband using the Silver Grail. It was as huge as a land city. It was called the Silver of the Earth, and its name was Nibiru, which means 'ferry' in the language of the giants."

"The third place is the Wind God. The four of them still haven't decided who will win, so they haven't forged the Holy Grail. Instead, they started the Bronze Grail War to fight for divine power, and they are trying to break through the Wind God's barrier and become the only one."

Liu Jun listened quietly, occasionally taking a sip of wine.

The land is developing and changing rapidly.

The troubadour continued:
"When I was a guest in the Elf Forest, I saw with my own eyes the forest wolves that the Elf tribe was herding awaken. They stood upright and howled under the mysterious moonlight, transforming into the werewolf tribe, serving the Elf tribe, and becoming their mounts and companions."

Below, a young child scoffed and mocked, "There are too many poets like you who deceive people. How can a wolf turn into a werewolf under the moonlight? I've never heard of werewolves, I've only heard stories of forest wolves turning into evil fairies and fighting Little Red Riding Hood."

"That's also a wolf demon, only it's evil."

The wandering poet ignored him and simply laughed, "Don't you disbelieve in mystery! It often symbolizes the unknowable. Never use what you already know to judge the unknown."

Some of the children still didn't believe the story of the elves and the fairy wolves.

The troubadours of today are no longer trustworthy; they are full of lies, spouting nonsense in bars to make money and attract attention.

Just to get tips and the money to travel to the next city.

The troubadour continued:
"During my travels in the north, I heard of a king who was ambitious and loved grandiose things. He built a tower similar to the Tower of Babel and a palace on it, but his kingdom was destroyed in just over ten years, and the tower was abandoned."

A subspecies of giants began to inhabit the upper levels, where it was said that countless amounts of gold belonging to the old king were hidden. A young ranger planted magic beans, climbed the vines, ascended the towering cloud tower, bypassed the giants, and searched for the treasure.

These stories are clearly very popular.

Countless people want to know what happened to the ranger who climbed up the magic bean vine.

However, the wandering poet refused to say anything more.

The bar patrons present cursed under their breath and threw down gold coins.

"It's just money."

"Here you go."

They were making a ruckus and hurling insults.

The bard, having taken the gold coins, made no attempt to hide them, and vividly recounted a story of wit and courage, riding vines to the sky, seeing a kingdom in the clouds, and how the hero defeated evil and obtained treasure.

Everyone listened with great satisfaction, feeling as if they were there, experiencing the thrilling adventure firsthand.

I think the money was well spent.

Then he said:

"In a forest, I met the Fairy of the Lake! She is the most respected queen among the fairies, and in the Fairy Lake, there are countless precious swords forged by her, waiting for a mighty warrior to gain her recognition."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun tossed down a bag of gold coins and said, "Explain this in detail."

The bard weighed the bag of gold coins in his hand, a cunning smile spreading across his face:
"Then I'll explain it in detail!"

According to local legend, three hundred years ago there was a farmer who longed to become a hero. He practiced swordsmanship diligently, and would practice his sword after returning from chopping wood every day.

"The farmer has a very high talent for swordsmanship and cherishes his sword very much. He sleeps with his sword every night."

"Until that day, the farmer encountered bandits attacking the village, and the farmer rushed straight in."

"As a result, his hard-earned swordsmanship displayed its might, defeating the bandits. The noble ladies of the city came over and fell in love with him at first sight, admiring this great hero."

"After the two fell in love, the farmer gradually neglected his sword, gave up his dream of becoming a great hero, and chose to spend his life with his lover."

"On the day of his wedding, he threw the sword and his dreams that had been with him since childhood into the lake."

"After being soaked for hundreds of years, the sword gradually developed mystery and wisdom, transformed into a lake fairy, and developed an extreme aversion to heroes who abandoned their weapons and gave up halfway."

The next morning, after hearing the story, Liu Jun went to that lake.

There, he saw the sword fairy with magical powers—the Lady of the Lake, noble and beautiful, who, with the help of various forest fairies, obtained all sorts of materials.

It forged a batch of longswords and placed them in the lake.

The Lake Fairy is a highly respected blacksmith among the fairies.

Her lake, which had been inhabited by fairies practicing water magic, had transformed into a gelatinous substance, possessing the properties of preserving weapons.

at this time.

The longswords chattered amongst themselves.

Even weapons have become fairies!
The lake water shimmered.

Swords, divine swords, scythes, and hooks reflected a rainbow of metallic luster in the lake.

Seeing this scene, even Liu Jun, who was hiding in the shadows of the forest, couldn't help but admire it:
"Weapons? Can they really make their own weapons?"

"Li Ru thought those guys hadn't lied to me after all, even though it wasn't a potion I mixed myself."

"Truly, new talents emerge in every generation, one generation succeeding another. If I hadn't stolen the power of the metal, this fairy in the lake would have been a 100% compatible host with the [Yellow Bell and Earthenware Pot]."

Liu Jun immediately had some ulterior motives.

I've never had the time to study my talent for metalworking, but I can't just keep it unused forever, can I?

Using someone else's resources to generate income might be a good option.

Before us is a genius at forging weapons; lending him the [Yellow Bell and Earthenware Cauldron] for development is a good thing.

So, how should I borrow it myself?
The metallic mushroom has completely integrated into its body!

I can't get it out.

"It seems that the only way is to come here periodically and infuse this sword fairy with my metal magic, so that it can borrow the power of metal."

"I'll replenish the metal magic after I've used it up."

Liu Jun's eyes lit up.

The other person is your opportunity, and you are also the other person's opportunity.

Win-win.

This trip was quite fruitful.

Saint Cloths, various metal artifacts, even the Holy Grails from back then, and even mecha blueprints.

Both can be allowed to be developed by the other party!
Thinking of this, Liu Jun's figure flickered, transforming from the appearance of God into that of an immortal deity.

Switch identities!
(End of this chapter)