Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 23 Don't live alone, die with dignity together.

too long.

In his later years, Chong Shisan was in a slump and remained silent for too long.

He also longed to take up the long-abandoned holy sword and staff again, to conquer the battlefield, and to defeat the evil dragon.

But there was nothing left in this world worth conquering.
Until now.

The unknown has reappeared!

If all these speculations are true.

So they live in a rather hopeless world.

Civilizations rise and fall.

They appear to have been caused by environmental changes leading to mass extinctions.

The world actually changed because the gods who possessed various divine powers perished.

In the following period, the Angel race devoted its entire resources to studying the traces of historical strata.

They received a terrifying message.

"His Majesty."

"Based on the stratigraphic information we currently have, each mass extinction wiped out more than 80% of life, and the most extreme one wiped out more than 96% of species."

"These geological structures are undoubtedly historical slabs left from the past! They record a terrifying history!"

These figures were enough to terrify them.

Even some angel scholars were so terrified by this panic that they questioned the meaning of life.

But upon closer reflection, it makes sense; the drastic changes in the environment bring about a comprehensive and disruptive destruction!

In this desperate world, there must always be lives that seek out the mysterious figure, search for the truth, and find a way to survive.

Seeing the truth of this world as utterly hopeless, Chong Shisan smiled slightly: "Good, very good. With our old lives, we can finally do something meaningful for the Butterfly Clan again."

Over the years, he has felt guilty and wanted to make amends.

And his gradual aging over the years has instilled in him a deep sense of fear.

He wasn't in awe of death, but rather he didn't want to die in his hospital bed.

He is a beautiful king who seeks the most beautiful things.

Just like when a butterfly emerges from its cocoon.

He recalled the words those little insects spoke when they emerged from their cocoons as butterflies:
"The purpose of spinning a cocoon is to become beautiful. There must be insects paving the way for their companions in order to transform into a beautiful life."

The same is true now.

Moreover, this is a gift offered to the god of longevity and the god of wisdom!

Just then, Chong Shisan, leaning on his longsword, suddenly said, "Do you think those beings of the Butterfly Clan know about this?"

After thinking for a moment, Duo Shou Die said, "They probably don't know. They don't have enough manpower and resources to dig into the earth and search for strata."

"As native butterfly species, they simply do not have enough mental power to dig through the sand and gravel."

"Over the years, they have been guarding the Cangwu Tree, researching how to fuse with divine treasures and advance to become new gods. This is indeed the most important thing."

"So, shall we explain to the God of Longevity and the God of Wisdom the truth of the era we have discovered?"

Chong Shisan shook his head. "No, let's hide for now."

Furthermore, the other butterfly race members were unaware of this.

Or maybe.
Did the prophet already know?
Many members of the Butterfly Clan had a question: why did the Prophet possess so much advanced knowledge?
Perhaps their god of immortality was a refugee from a previous era?
They are deities from ancient times.

Chong Shisan is a meticulous person, but now he can only keep everything hidden in his heart.

No matter how.

The world was too mysterious to their young civilization.

Their task is to understand the order of all things, comprehend the composition of the world, and gradually cultivate the flower of civilization.

Rehe City.

In front of the computer.

Liu Jun continued browsing the documents.

This world is not very friendly to people with cerebral palsy.

Because they are used in rotation, the AI ​​is often not around.

Therefore, only those with outdated, low-level AI will still use traditional mobile phones and computers to access the internet. As for using obsolete, first-tier AI devices for everyday internet communication?

Of course, it wouldn't be that extravagant; Liu Jun used to be very frugal when renting it out.

After all, experts are never wrong: low-income families can increase their income by renting out their spare houses, cars, and brains.

"Things have turned out this way."

Liu Jun naturally knew about the conversation between Emperor Chong Shisan and others.

The human brain has great potential, and the computing power of AI is even more exaggerated.

They readily memorize books containing tens of millions of words.

To ensure authenticity, Liu Jun downloaded various Jurassic data packages from the cloud, including geological data.

In this day and age, even in other normal cities, there are still live dinosaur zoos where you can see plesiosaurs and Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The resurrection of ancient creatures is no longer a rare occurrence.

In other words, there is no zoo of this kind in Rehe City.

After all, dinosaurs couldn't compare to humans and couldn't withstand acid rain.

At this point, Liu Jun checked some information and found that there had been several mass extinctions before the Jurassic period.

The Ordovician-Silurian extinction event.

The Late Devonian extinction event.

The Permian-Triassic extinction event.

The more Liu Jun looked, the more exasperated he became, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself:
"So every time I adjust the mushroom soup, the destruction of an era causes the fall of gods, which alters the environment and leads to mass extinctions?"

“This is no longer the civilization of last week, nor is it from the Jurassic period. The patina of this mushroom soup is so ancient that it dates back to the beginning of time, to the primordial universe.”

This is like when an old man selling things at a roadside stall suddenly pulls you aside and says, "Brother, you have a good eye! What I have here is the long-lost Imperial Seal of the State. Look at this patina!"
Do you believe it's true?

I don't believe it.

But for the angels among them, there might be no flaws.

There may still be many obscure and unclear aspects, but why did Chong Shisan believe it so easily and decide to risk his life to pave the way for future generations?

Liu Jun could understand Chong Shisan's feelings. This seemingly strong old man, the emperor in his twilight years, had long since given up on living and needed an outlet for his emotions.

He needs an enemy.

He needed a goal; he wanted to die on the battlefield.

It makes him want to go back to the good old days when he fought alongside his comrades and return to the battlefield together.

Therefore, even if there are some doubts, he is willing to believe it.

As a multi-handed butterfly that studies angels, he couldn't possibly be stupid to have compiled so much information.

Perhaps he also discovered many unproven conjectures, but he couldn't care less about them anymore, nor did he have time to verify them.

He didn't want to see his old friend fall down like that.

"Angels, do you want a trigger, an opportunity?"

Liu Jun sighed inwardly.
"Forget it, whether you trace history back to the beginning of time or to countless eras of extinction, it's all just a dream."

"Since you desire a magnificent finale, how could I be stingy with it?"

Liu Jun sighed.

Ever since he brought the multi-handed butterfly into reality, he no longer believed that it was a dream.

Because when you fill it with material, the mushroom creatures inside will quickly evolve into real ones. So what's the difference between that world and the real one?
It's just that Liu Jun is poor and can't afford to materialize this world.

Before thinking about it in detail.

At the very beginning, all I wanted to do was eat mushrooms and then create a world model of my own mushroom clan.

I originally wanted to be a villain like the one from the Rehe Company.

Now, even eating a mushroom requires extreme caution.

Liu Jun looked at the adorable little angel civilization in the [Mushroom Soup] world, the vast grassland, and the remorseful old emperor stroking the murals in the sanctuary, reminiscing about the past.

He turned his head to look at the rain outside the window, reached out and tasted it; the familiar bitter, rusty flavor spread across his taste buds.

"If you want dignity, I'll give you dignity."

"If you want to be a butterfly, like a moth emerging from its cocoon, or a moth drawn to a flame, facing a romantic and beautiful destiny of death, I will give you the same."

(End of this chapter)