Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 13 The God of Wisdom and Immortality

After the kings' birthday gifts were presented, the butterflies began to discuss state affairs.

The core topic is:
It's time for the Phoenix Emperor to abdicate.

This is not a big deal. She was just a mascot to begin with, and she and the kings had already discussed the matter of changing the person in charge.

After all, the Phoenix Emperor never interferes in affairs, but quietly cultivates. Its core value lies in being the strongest combat force.

There are many who can manage things, but only one who can fight.

The reason why the abdication was delayed was because they were waiting for the prophet to awaken.

Liu Jun had no objection to this; our Phoenix Emperor should have abdicated long ago.

The new emperor was naturally Dielü Xiang.

During the years Liu Jun was away, he managed the various valley territories in an orderly manner and joined forces with several kings and nobles to expand the territory, achieving great merit.

"This is a heavy responsibility. You will guide the future of our Butterfly Clan and bear the weight of its rise and fall. Are you ready?"

The prophet's voice echoed throughout the Butterfly Palace.

"I am ready."

Butterfly Elephant had been prepared for this.

Time flies, and January has passed.

When Dielüxiang ascended the throne, he was indeed a man of action.

Dieluxin was also a virtuous wife, constantly helping him handle various affairs.

After ascending the throne, he will promote various measures that benefit the people's livelihood.

First, the five major vassal states ceased their military campaigns and instead settled atop the Cangwu tree.

This is because the sacred tree can grant immortality and prolong their lives as rulers.

The amber swallowtail butterfly can bring wisdom to those around it.

Liu Jun's low energy expenditure can slow down their aging process.

Under the vigorous promotion of the new emperor, the two became the two major totems of the Butterfly Kingdom, bringing supreme divine power to the world.

faith.

It can unite the spirit of a race.

Furthermore, in order to explore the changes of the divine treasure, they chose to continue using the divine magic carpet to mutate the butterfly race, attempting to evolve the bloodline of their people, and continuing to delve deeper into the direction of the butterfly transformation of the four races.

As for the deaths that result?
In the eyes of the lepidopteran, the species needs to develop, and certain sacrifices are necessary.

Just like when the prophet left one group of his people in the cold winter to ensure the continuation of another group.

Now, they need to go further, which naturally requires a lot of trial and error and integration.

Only by being prepared for potential dangers in times of peace can our species continue to thrive.

The Butterfly Clan appears to be at its peak, but in reality, it is not strong.

The five leading lords have acquired second-tier combat power, which is equivalent to the combat power of five small dinosaurs. The rest of the people are still weak and suffer from various natural enemies.

death.

experiment.

death.

They even experimented with the slain Spinosaurus, attempting to fuse the weak butterfly with the powerful dragon.

Regardless, everything in this era is moving in a positive direction.

Every so often, Liu Jun and the Phoenix Emperor would sail along the routes of the various flower gardens, showering blessings upon the newborns.

Swallowtail butterflies, enlighten them.

The prophet extended their lives.

On a road paved with flowers, a group of butterfly guards rode in a carriage, riding under magnificent umbrellas and on a magic carpet of gods, listening to all directions with the ears of gods.

I passed by along the way.

The canopy of the Umbrella of Light cast a golden glow, like the sun, and stretched a long rainbow across the sky.

East Garden.

In a cave.

"Yes, yes, that's how it's woven."

"Interwoven horizontally and vertically."

"Remember, we are the Butterfly Clan. The bow is our tribal emblem, the wisdom given to us by the Prophet. Every member of our clan must learn to weave it."

As the energy surged, strands of soft silk threads were pulled from the cicada pupa and tangled in the air, intertwining horizontally and vertically.

In the narrow tree hollow, Insect Thirteen, who accompanies his mother in weaving butterfly threads with his mind, is patiently weaving cloth and learning various knotting techniques: the concentric knot, the cross knot, and the double coin knot.
Silk thread has many uses.

They could make silk books for nobles and kings.

It can be used to make butterfly-cage sedan chairs, to keep people warm in winter, and to make silk thread traps.
Furthermore, the rope art culture popular among the beauty-loving butterfly tribe today is a symbol of their gorgeousness and beauty.

A butterfly that is good at weaving is more popular with the opposite sex.

Weaving is also the means of survival for Chong Shisan's family. Since the butterfly races transformed into four clans, there have been four surnames, and Chong Shisan was among the first to receive a name.

Suddenly, a deafening roar like a tsunami came from outside.

Countless swallowtail butterflies fluttered their wings and flew out of the tree hole.

"The god of wisdom has arrived."

"Supreme King who has endowed us with wisdom! Awaken the wisdom that belongs to the children of this year!"

"Ah, those are the three treasures obtained from the Trial of the Gods!"

"There really are gods in this world! It's said that the God of the Beginning created all things and left behind various divine trials!"

"I don't believe in other gods. The Prophet and the Phoenix Emperor are our gods."

Chong Shisan and his mother quickly went out and watched as the divine chariot, radiating golden light, slowly drove through the sky.

The swarm of butterflies danced in the sky like stars, converging into a silken ribbon of color that protected the enormous divine butterfly-shaped carriage.

Chong Shisan couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!"

"Child, come and enlighten your wisdom a second time."

"You are an adult now."

Beside her, the mother quickly put down the fabric she was holding, rushed out the door, and called out in a respectful tone:
"The Phoenix Emperor brought the brilliant colors of wisdom, awakening us from our daze, teaching us to use tools, and helping us defeat wild beasts."

"Bone spurs, spears, traps, poisons—this is the power of wisdom, the only weapon the weak can use to defeat the strong."

Chong Shisan nodded and quickly followed his mother to catch up with the large group in front.

Following the joyful dance of the tribespeople, they danced a sacrificial dance, flapping their delicate, colorful butterfly wings to create rhythmic butterfly sounds, and chanting great poems.

"We are small and weak, easily swept away by a strong wind."

"We have a fragile constitution that makes us freeze to death when winter comes."

"The great and wise God has bestowed wisdom upon our people."

"Gods, thank you for your glory."

"The Phoenix Emperor awakens the spirits of newborns and foretells longevity for the elderly, standing at the two ends of life and death to protect our homeland."

Thousands upon thousands of butterflies rustled and cried out, their voices echoing through the sea of ​​flowers, creating a vast ocean of sound.

On the butterfly carriage, the Phoenix Emperor would occasionally open the curtains, his expression majestic and his posture solemn, nodding to his believers and subjects from time to time.

The Phoenix Emperor's low intelligence is spreading, while his medium intelligence is infecting.

Wherever he went, the people became more discerning and their minds were immediately cleared.

"Ah, the Phoenix Emperor looked at me, an inspiration of wisdom!"

Among the butterflies, Insect Thirteen was filled with joy.
"I feel my wisdom has increased, great god, is this the great power gained from passing the divine trial?"

"Fantasy!"

Chong Shisan murmured to himself, his eyes shining with anticipation.

He also wanted to become a great hero who passed the trials, possess divine artifacts, receive the worship of his people, and lead his people forward.

His eyes shone with the color of dreams.

The head guard, who was clearing the area for the butterfly cart, saw this and remarked, "Hey, little butterfly, you want to possess a divine treasure too?"

"I wouldn't dare." Insect Thirteen was startled. Without its wings, it twisted and floated nervously in mid-air, almost losing its balance and falling to the ground.

"Stop falling."

The head guard quickly used his Nen ability to levitate him and solemnly said, "There's nothing you dare or dare not do."

"The Phoenix Emperor endowed us with wisdom, and at the same time, he gave us the ability to think."

"Being good at thinking and having a desire for the future are characteristics that come with wisdom, and all of this is also the will of God."

"God will not stop you from moving forward; God will protect your growth, because they were our heroes before they became gods!"

"Ah! May I?" Insect Thirteen was so excited that he flew around wildly. He didn't expect that the guard captain would not pursue his offense, but instead be so merciful.

Do not!
This is God's mercy.

Feeling the light of wisdom in the sky, Chong Shisan felt completely intoxicated, lost in a dream, and immersed in the exhilarating feeling of wisdom awakening.

"It is because we are smart that we have fun, laughter and sorrow, dreams and ambitions."

The captain of the guards' voice was solemn and carried an unquestionable tone.

God.

Chong Shisan gazed at the two figures, two majestic beings who bestowed wisdom and delayed aging, showering down their blessings from the high sky.

Liu Jun sat quietly in the sedan chair, listening intently to the conversation between Chong Shisan and the head guard:

"God?"

“The kings and nobles who followed us back then have now become emperors, and we who ushered in this new era have been elevated and deified into gods.”

He looked down at the devout butterflies below, who were praying earnestly to the sky and humming songs.

(End of this chapter)