Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 29 Shocks the Entire Internet: The Angel's Foundation
When the three opened their eyes again, they were already immersed in their memories.

The surrounding area is filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, and towering trees reach into the clouds.

The flowers, the sky, and the occasional pterosaur flying by all exude a Jurassic feel.

Li Feng: "You're back again. Do you remember when we read this fairy tale book together when we were little?"

Zou Anmeng nodded: "Of course I remember. We would read books together every night and travel around. But after junior high school, we stopped reading the book 'Amber Swallowtail'."

Both of them missed the past.

Or perhaps, it's a longing for the happy days when parents were still alive.

"Stop thinking about it, let me see what good stuff this place has!"

"Exactly! So many big companies went crazy this afternoon! Ancient biological memories in amber? I heard they read them while the cocoon was forming!"

Both of them have a strong desire to gossip.

As ordinary people at the bottom of society, they had virtually no access to information from the upper echelons.

Finally, a major news event has arrived that I can participate in.
Naturally, I was incredibly excited.

This banned book circulating online
Look at it!

You absolutely have to see this!

"The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade."

"Even these ancient creatures never imagined that our modern technology is so advanced. They just woke up from the laboratory and we're going to strip them naked."

"Come on, everyone, let's all look at his underwear!"

"The old-fashioned Deng, times have changed, this is the power of modern technological genius!"

"Let me see your childhood!"

Liu Jun couldn't help but chuckle. Butterflies and round little angels, what kind of messy underwear would they have?

As they were talking, they saw the main character make his appearance.

Worm Thirteen.

Born, grew up, and lived an ordinary life.

Accompanying its mother in knitting was its entire childhood experience.

Using their skills, they could weave various knots, providing labor for the tribe's "adults," raw materials for hunting traps, and supplementing their household income.
As time went on, a scene that shocked them unfolded.

Li Feng and Zou Anmeng saw it.

A god descended from the sky in a butterfly-cage carriage.

Colorful butterflies fluttered everywhere, and silk ribbons filled the sky, immersing the world in a fairytale ocean of flowers.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

At this moment, the little insect set its life goal.

What follows is a series of his growth experiences: the death of his companions, the formation of a cocoon, death, and the formation of another cocoon.
Try out different knots.

They saw that Chong Shisan was crying.

Distraught.

Then he resolutely turned around and continued to lead his companions in building cocoons.

Day after day, year after year.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, or a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Finally, after who knows how many years, they succeeded.

The beautiful angel makes her first appearance.

The two people present were so captivated by the atmosphere that they were lost in thought.

This race is very simple and pure.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

They were all spinning cocoons, the entire race relentlessly pursuing the dream of breaking free and transforming into butterflies, each step a step leading to their death.
This is a fairy tale about an ugly duckling turning into a swan.

While the story was touching, they were only touched.

Because they had seen even more moving scenes, the PC003 [Mountain Ape] is also one of the three basic AI models.

The history there is similar to what we see now.

More than ten million years ago, ancient apes settled in caves one after another, holding torches to drive away wild beasts, just like moths to a flame.

The hymns of all life are hymns of courage!

Evolutionary history is always so magnificent and spectacular.

Our freedom and greatness have always been built on the blood and tears of our ancestors, and have never come easily.

But Li Feng's heart was in turmoil as he watched this scene of one after another unfold:

"Holy crap! I have so much respect for their spirit of self-sacrifice!"

"How could someone who weaves a knot of life, treating themselves like a vase, actually succeed?"

Li Feng found this astonishing; even he, a high school student with limited knowledge, felt its terrifying nature.

"Turn on the bullet comments."

Zou Anmeng, standing nearby, was very rational and quickly said, "We are ignorant! Let's see what the experts say! Don't be like you, only able to say 'Holy crap!' when you encounter something amazing!"

Li Feng quickly realized what was happening.

Yes.

Let's see what the experts are saying!

They had turned off the bullet comments beforehand to prevent spoilers.

But now, when they see this kind of plot, what they want to do most is to turn on the bullet comments, browse the comments, find resonance, and hear other people's opinions!

They are, after all, just high school students; let's see what these knowledgeable adults think.

The adults' thoughts were:
"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"An angel has been born! Such cute little wings and a round ball, what a beautiful little angel!"

"It has wings, but it loves to walk on the ground, bouncing and hopping."

"Fuck!"

A barrage of meaningless comments flooded in.

Zou Anmeng was stunned for a moment: Is this the insight of a mature adult?
The live chat was filled with astonishment.

Countless netizens who were just watching the drama were stunned.

"You ancient creatures deserve praise for your courage in the tribe, and your tears have composed an epic hymn, but you've treated yourselves like decorative vases, weaving your own stories, which is going too far!"

"Did these knots and weaving techniques really exist in ancient times?"

"This race that weaves the structure of life has limitless potential just by looking at this!"

Not to mention them, even the top executives of major companies, senior managers of various enterprises, and well-known researchers all felt like they had suffered a stroke, their minds completely blank. At first, they thought it was just a simple ancient species.

Even that small, round wing is an advanced stage in the butterfly's life form.

But they simply believed that:

Just like how ancient apes evolved into humans, this ancient butterfly evolved into a sphere with butterfly wings, which is not even as good as the ancient apes!

结果
Did they evolve proactively?

Angels are just one of the evolutionary paths of their butterfly race's [Life Knot].

One terrifying thought after another began to surface in their minds.

Does this mean that the butterfly angel is just one of them?

And what about the myriad races that transform into butterflies?

An entire mythological era similar to the Classic of Mountains and Seas?

Even ancient apes, the ancestors of humans, were woven from cocoons by butterflies?
This scene alone is enough to become the biggest news of the year, sparking a frenzy of discussion among countless top scholars.

Some scholars have directly quoted the legend of angels:

"In mythology, there are indeed legends of angels creating all things. Angels love beauty and weave life. It's not impossible!"

Some experts and scholars in this field have brought up the old issue again:
"Do you remember the theory about the origin of the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly? The Amber Swallowtail Butterfly was the first Nen life form in the world, and all subsequent Nen life forms are its descendants."

Some scholars remained calm and composed, saying, "Don't rush, let's keep watching."

Bai Youxuan is the name of the school beauty of Rehe No. 13 High School.

In this era that values ​​wisdom over superficiality, the student who is ranked first in the senior year of high school is naturally the one who can be selected as the school beauty.

Rain Realm, Second Realm, Fourth Stage.

That's the value of her talent.

Tonight, Si Anhe secretly gives Bai Youxuan a private meal.

Furthermore, they also took out their PC001 smart devices and downloaded the mysterious book of ancient creature memories to read together.

At this moment, almost no one in Rehe City is asleep.

Si Anhe's viewing speed was even faster.

The two had already witnessed the angels leaving their kind, achieving great feats everywhere, slaying dragons, and becoming invincible.

Then he established the Angel Dynasty and reached the pinnacle of his life.

Although the previous scenes touched Si Anhe, they didn't cause her much emotional turmoil.

They weren't even interested in evolution.

Forget about ancestors and weaving.
Until now.

Before her was an aged emperor, rebuking the angels below in a magnificent, golden sanctuary.

As a teacher, I naturally enjoy scolding students in class, which gives me a sense of empathy.

"If the heart is filthy, what use is it to repair a beautiful appearance? No matter how well the knot is tied, it is still an empty shell."

She sensed an unparalleled grandeur emanating from this emperor.

"The beauty we should pursue is to be transformed into statues of heroes and martyrs, which will remain forever in that square outside."

"Let our beauty and splendor remain in the murals, in the epics, and in the songs, so that future generations may witness our glory."

His voice wasn't loud, but each word was deliberate and forceful, like a resounding bell or a thunderclap in a clear sky, striking her heart.

Reading is about cultivating the mind, gaining insights, and achieving sudden enlightenment. Some people never understand it in their entire lives, while others achieve enlightenment in the next second, stepping into the third stage and becoming a celestial master.

The scene before her eyes resonated with her state of mind.

Isn't she old now too?
Is he destined to die at the age of thirty?

She didn't think of any crooked methods, but believed in herself and that her students would break through, even if it meant death.
There are some lines she doesn't want to touch.

"Even if it means death, I will protect the beauty in my heart and have a clear conscience."

A sudden realization dawned on me.

She suddenly sighed, turned to look at Bai Youxuan beside her, and smiled:
“I waited for four or five years without making any progress. A few days ago, I spent all my family’s wealth to give students places and gave up resources, just to have a clear conscience. Only then did my state of mind barely improve.”

"To see the demeanor of this ancient sage is a great benefit."

"I'm afraid I'll be able to advance to the third tier within a year."

Bai Youxuan was startled and quickly congratulated her: "Congratulations, teacher, on breaking through your mental barriers. The third-order celestial phenomenon is within reach."

A thousand people, a thousand faces.

A thousand people will have a thousand different interpretations of Hamlet when reading a book.

A single book can provide countless people with a wealth of knowledge and insights.

Some people are interested in weaving life into a cocoon.

Some people are interested in this emperor's concept of beauty.

Some people are interested in the two gods and the trials of the gods.
Some people are interested in the secret history of who was behind the plot to harm the King of Angels and force the Cherubim to storm the Cangwu Tree.

Countless people are reading voraciously; this book is a vast treasure trove, from which amazing information can be unearthed in every aspect.

As the story unfolds, they eventually see the emperor in his later years meeting with the scholar, who proposes the possibility of a creator god.

Almost instantly, the comments section exploded.

The God of Creation!?

In this day and age, gods are merely beings of immense power, born saints who have cultivated to the point of extreme strength.

But the creator god is probably beyond their imagination.

This has made everyone interested in this period of history.

They then watched as the plot spiraled out of control.

In his twilight years, this angel king began to frantically plot, preparing to take action against the mysterious being who had sent down the trials.

As the screen flickered and legions chanted, they witnessed a horrific scene.

A god descended from the sky!

They also saw the King of Angels, breaking through the desperate situation.

From an adorable little angel, she transformed once again, mimicking the image of God, and became an archangel.

in the screen.

This angel king, with his flowing white hair, majestic and handsome appearance, radiating holy light, charged towards the sky.

This scene seems to be etched into an eternal memory.

A thought involuntarily popped into my head:

"In our cyberpunk world of intellectuals, is there really a creator god overhead?"

(End of this chapter)