Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 116 Sending the Old Man to Another World

All the students who came to take the college entrance examination were excited.

Zhang Baixin is a legend who emerged from Rehe No. 1 High School, a living student idol, and a true high-ranking executive of Rehe Heavy Industry.

He still holds this management position as an ordinary person who is not a born saint.

This demonstrates its high value.

It is said that after he left Rehe City, he participated in many important experiments and his research level was very high. However, his cultivation ability was average. He consumed a lot of resources and is still only at the minor third stage of perfection.

Just as everyone was preparing to hear this legendary figure speak, his first words were surprisingly:
"I'm going to die in three days."

When Zhang Baixin said this, all the students listening to the bigwig's speech were shocked.

Their minds were completely blank.

What the hell is this? Aren't we here for these big shots' speeches after the college entrance exam? Has this big shot gone mad?

But Zhang Baixin's next sentence was even more explosive:

"My soul is about to wither away completely, beyond the reach of medicine, and I will die in three days."

"Therefore, before I die, I will donate all my strength as an offering to the legendary King of Angels."

"And that angel king chose to let me distribute some of the resources he sent to the students."

"That is, all of you right here in front of me!"

Upon hearing this, all the candidates' eyes turned red, as if they understood the significance of this person's arrival.

We are just students here to take the college entrance examination.

Could we have stumbled upon such a tremendous opportunity?

The big boss is dividing his inheritance, and it's going to fall into the hands of us students?

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang Baixin!"

"Thank you, King of Angels!"

The students cheered, and Li Feng and Zou Anmeng joined in the shouts.

money.

We're rich!
The big boss started giving us money.

Unexpected windfall!

Liu Jun echoed with a couple of shouts, seemingly having guessed the whole process:

No wonder I always felt a bit anxious when I met this old man before!
Because he is going to die of old age.

Before his death, he made a desperate attempt to establish the Sacred Body Project in the book "The Creation of the Image of the Buddha".

No wonder they are so eager to find talented people.

He even wanted to invite himself, a guy he'd just met by chance, in.

Because he had no other choice, he gathered together to conduct research and try to survive, even if there was only a sliver of hope or a little more help.

"It seems his project to create a sacred body has failed."

Looking at the old man, who seemed to have aged countless years, Liu Jun had already guessed the outcome.

After all, it is.

How difficult it is to make the Eucharist!

Only God himself has the barely-possible ability to create cheat codes.

Even the first version of the Holy Body, which was full of flaws and weaknesses, was only created through countless adventures, coincidences, and good fortune.

Next, the old man began his speech.

Long story.

It's nothing more than saying how much they worship immortal gods and angel emperors, and how willing they are to dedicate all their wealth, even all their technology and their lives to them.

This led the students below to a vague guess:
"This big shot can't find any trace of the Immortal God, so he can only give all his money to the Angel Emperor. He even comes here to put on a show, giving money to us students like crazy, hoping that the Immortal God will notice him!"

"Since science won't work, he can only resort to metaphysics!"

"I pray to the gods! I make a pilgrimage! I burn incense! I beg the gods of longevity to give me a chance to live!"

They were discussing it quietly.

The speech is over.

Various buses began transporting students back to their respective schools. On the buses,

"Hahaha, we each received one million worth of supplies!"

"The loan is paid off! It's paid off! That's great!"

"This is so awesome! We high school students in this year's class are simply the chosen ones!"

Soon, they arrived back at the entrance of Rehe No. 13 High School.

After getting off the bus, Liu Jun and Li Feng started heading home.

On the way, I chatted with these two people about gossip and their college entrance exam scores.

What happened today made them very excited!
As Liu Jun chatted with them, he suddenly felt that it was nice to relax like this once in a while and experience everyday life.

As for Zhang Baixin, he squanders money in various ways, hoping to meet the immortal god.
No help!

It's just a death throes, a series of attempts.

Furthermore, Liu Jun vaguely felt that the other party's actions might have been at the behest of Xiao Li!

Zhang Baixin didn't know he had encountered an immortal deity, so how could Xiaoli not know?
Although Xiaoli wouldn't tell him that she had encountered the God of Immortality, she would hint that he should seek out the God of Immortality, spend money to please him, and make offerings and worship.

Xiaoli was probably checking whether she knew how to save someone.

back home.

Liu Jun stretched and went to the bathroom to take a shower, relaxing his entire body and washing away the bad luck.
"The college entrance exam is over, and I feel so relieved."

Wow!
He put on loose pajamas and went back to his room.

Upon opening the internet, Liu Jun, feeling relaxed, saw the speech given by Zhang Baixin, who was giving away money and making headlines.

After all, the founder of Qingdeng Welfare Lottery was quite famous.

News reports detailed his achievements and research, and countless celebrities mourned and spoke out in his memory.

Although Liu Jun felt that this was just riding the coattails of someone's popularity and profiting from someone's misfortune.

On the forum, netizens are also discussing this.

One of the chats that particularly caught Liu Jun's attention was:
"He only lived for 108 years, and then he left us like this."

"Hahaha, the third-tier is said to be able to live for eight hundred years, but in reality, there are basically no long-lived ones."

"Exactly! You think you can just relax after reaching the third level? A third-level AI with brain damage doesn't need to pay back monthly loans? You think you can cultivate without spending money? So, you have to go to work! And going to work means working within the world of mental books!"

"Books will consume your soul's lifespan, so your lifespan will be very short! Your lifespan will be entirely consumed for the company's technological breakthroughs!"

"Hahaha, they're all consumables, consumables!"

The person was sealed after saying only a few words, and it would take 500 Nian Dao (a type of magical weapon) to unseal him.

Liu Jun looked at it, seemingly lost in thought.

The third tier in this world is indeed quite miserable.

Look at the third-tier beings on my side. Rella and Vedicmo are only at the third-tier perfection level, and they have both lived for hundreds of years.

The third-tier being here is over a hundred years old and nearing death; he is truly inhuman!

Of course, some people are still talking about:

"If the immortal deity were to intervene, could it help this one?"

"Based on my understanding of this deity, no!"

"How dare you upstairs! You dare to disrespect our gods!"

"Exactly! Immortal gods are invincible!"

"You bunch of fanatics, I'm just stating the facts. Hasn't the essence of the immortal god already been studied? His ability is to reduce life consumption and increase the efficiency of the body's energy circulation, thus achieving the effect of immortality."
But this one is already on the verge of death from old age; his soul will wither away in three days. In this situation, even the blessing of an immortal god cannot save him!

As everyone chatted, many keyboard warriors also stepped forward to watch the drama unfold, analyzing that the immortal deity couldn't possibly save this one.

Liu Jun didn't pay attention and continued reading.

Another group of netizens discussed other things:
"Brothers, this expert's research achievements include: artificial holy infant. What's that all about? I've never heard of such a thing. Can a holy baby really be artificially created?"

"Qingdeng Welfare Lottery is a research company specializing in childbirth; otherwise, how could they run a lottery? They've consumed enormous resources to significantly increase the probability of a saint's birth, reportedly to one in ten thousand."

However, these "saintly babies" are flawed; the longest they survived was only 33 seconds before dying. The technology is far from mature.

"Huh? The Holy Infant is in such a terrible state?"

"Sigh, there are many experiments that succeed for a short while but fail. I've heard that most of the failed Tier 5 mechs are like that, as are some biological modifications and flesh transplants. Don't they all die after only a few minutes of life?"

"That's right."

Watching everyone chat, Liu Jun suddenly fell into deep thought and had a bold idea.

I think I've discovered a great treasure!

Yes, in reality, many experimental subjects can only survive for a fleeting moment.

What if it ended up in my own hands?

Its enduring value continues to rise!
In particular, the Holy Infant Cultivation Technique only lasts for 33 seconds.

One's own sacred body exists for only two seconds.

What if I were to grant this batch of babies the power of "Immortality"?

Babies may be locked up and never grow up, but they are also true saints!

"My mushroom world, God's hand, is just missing a group of top geniuses."

"If we arrest this old man, we can make him a time traveler who enters my mushroom soup and is in charge of the technology for my graduate students' children."

Thinking of this, Liu Jun's eyes were filled with joy.

He silently turned off the internet, finished his drink, and put the metal can in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

He slowly stood up after finishing the can of food.

"It seems like it's time for an old-fashioned time-travel novel plot, where a male protagonist who is a scientist travels to a Western fantasy world."

They disappeared without a trace.

Wow.

His figure gradually disappeared, flying out of the window and heading towards the Cangwu tree in the center of Rehe City.

In the center of Rehe City, there is a Cangwu tree.

Countless tourists and travelers check in here.

Even if this isn't the same ancient Cangwu tree, its appearance is exactly the same, and the presence of the King of Angels is enough to excite visitors.

at this time.

Click, click, click!

Countless photos were taken.

People came and went, tourists from all over the country dressed in gorgeous clothes and carrying umbrellas.

Families of three, couples, all sorts of combinations are available.

"I heard that the old man has been kneeling outside the temple of the Cangwu Tree for most of the day." Someone felt a sense of shared sorrow, because he himself was also a third-tier traveler here.

"Alas, he has less than three days to live; he'll probably kneel there and die."

"Qingdeng Welfare Lottery can be considered a real charity company, at least giving ordinary families like ours a chance to soar to great heights."

Countless passengers lowered their voices.

They vaguely sensed the old man's madness!
The high and mighty gods ignored his temporary struggle, even though this old man had done many good deeds for them!
at this time.

The tourists who were discussing this were completely unaware of it.

A young man with an ethereal air walked silently past and stepped onto the ancient tree.

(End of this chapter)