Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 35 The Sacred Era of Butterflies Transforming into Myriad Races

"Another batch of young butterflies is about to die of old age."

"It's almost time for us to bestow blessings and slow down their aging. Let's go on a trip!"

Three days later, Liu Jun rode in a butterfly-cage carriage, soaring through the sky over various tribes and bestowing blessings.

The little insects below all looked on with longing and bewilderment, praying and praising the great god.

"God of longevity, God of wisdom!"

"You brought us civilization, you brought us clothing, you brought us faith~"

Listening to the chirping of these young insects, Liu Jun was momentarily reminded of Insect Thirteen from before.

"The flowers are similar year after year, but the people are different year after year."

He sat quietly in the sedan chair, looking down at the sea of ​​flowers below, and the ribbons fluttering in the sky.

"Another batch of young lads, I wonder what new race will emerge."

He closed his eyes, feeling the shouts of countless young children, their joy, excitement, and anticipation enveloping him.

He really enjoyed the feeling of being liked.

Liu Jun knew that by choosing the "Disappearance" and "Longevity" series, he was destined to live a long time and witness the rise and fall of many more heroes.

He should adapt to these things.

This blessing took more than ten days.

Looking down at the city below, Liu Jun finally understood the prosperity of this era decades later.

Today, it can be considered a city completely built on a sea of ​​flowers.

The ground was covered with flower-covered carriages, each topped with a pumpkin lantern.

The city planning is also perfect.

Various roads intertwine, and when viewed from above, the city's roads form a giant bow.

It has a unique charm, an obsessive-compulsive aesthetic.

"is God!"

"It's the god of immortality!"

"Praise to you!"

The butterflies on the street, dressed in various veils, with gorgeous feathers, transform into various beautiful lives.

Nowadays, beauty is valued in clothing, which motivates even the non-warlike butterflies to diligently cultivate their Nen abilities, all in order to wear more beautiful clothes!
Many of them are already second-tier telekinetic beings.

The air is filled with a delicate floral fragrance, like nectar from a lotus pond, making the whole world seem like a sea of ​​flowers.

They were once a tribe, but now they have fully entered the era of city-states.

"This era is not bad."

Liu Jun liked this kind of civilization, free from intrigue and backstabbing, as beautiful as a fairy tale.

The blessing event has ended.

Liu Jun agreed to go on a picnic with A Feng. "Let's go, let's explore this land together."

They went to the lawn in the East Garden and met some new friends.

Everyone gathered together spontaneously to play, make friends, and enjoy each other's company. It was full of sincerity and enthusiasm, with mutual trust, no lies, and no barriers.

They camped on flowers, sheltered from the rain under trees, and talked about their views on beauty.

Life was very interesting.

Liu Jun really enjoys days like this.

Compared to the world of scholars outside, this is where the soul can truly find relaxation and peace.

They also passed by a peculiar little tribe and saw some strange flowers and plants, but these flowers, plants and trees were very ugly and not liked by the beauty-loving butterflies.

"Ah, I've heard of this place; it's called the Strange Tree Garden."

"I heard that an evil and ugly witch lives inside."

"How terrible."

"I've heard that when night falls, these strange trees will show ghostly faces, and the dead butterflies will come back to life here!"

The butterflies that accompanied them kept talking, curious and gossipy, telling strange tales about the park.

"We're not blaming the butterflies!"

Just then, an annoyed yet endearing voice rang out.

It turns out that this is a tribe called "Fresh Flower Butterfly", and its leader is named Hua Baishuang.

This butterfly was lively and active, and it introduced their achievements to Liu Jun.

"These are the plants we grafted. They look ugly, oddly shaped, with withered leaves and dead wood, but they can produce more unique fruits and have a high yield, which can support more people in our tribe."

Hua Baishuang was very excited.
"What is beauty? I believe that beauty lies in inner qualities."

"My flowers may look ugly, but they bear a lot of fruit and produce many delicious things."

"As long as we grow them at home, we won't have to worry about food. Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to buy some of our cultivated seeds to take home?"

Liu Jun was somewhat surprised.

This person was actually a plant expert who had discovered the method of plant grafting.

Upon inquiry, it was discovered that their "flower butterfly" family is quite rare and their population is not large.

When they spin their cocoons, they incorporate some plant structures, making the entire butterfly look like a tree, somewhat woody.

It's like a wooden butterfly that can't even flap its wings; it's become just a decoration.

This "gargoyle" flies entirely using telekinesis.

Even if it were to hang on a chair armrest as a wooden butterfly carving, it would look perfectly natural. Furthermore, they excel at plant grafting, connecting the various plants together with silk threads, thus linking the roots of different plants.

It perfectly grafts different plants onto another plant.

In Liu Jun's view, this half-finished woven creature has great potential.

A natural agricultural and pastoral race!
“Your strength is very useful.” Liu Jun couldn’t help but ask, “Doesn’t the Butterfly Clan’s upper echelons vigorously promote your race?”

"There is promotion."

Hua Baishuang sighed, "But everything still depends entirely on voluntary consent."

"Nowadays, very few insects are willing to follow our lineage and spin a cocoon to become a 'flower butterfly'."

“Every year I take the elders to the ancestral land to vigorously promote the cocooning insects and recruit newborns to join our circle, but there are still very few new members joining the clan.”

Liu Jun thought about it and wasn't surprised.

The competition is so fierce now.

Every year, various racial "communities" go out to recruit new members, vigorously promoting their advantages to the little insect larvae.

However, many small "clubs" still have very few members.

Most of the young blood was directly absorbed by the "Angel" club's recruitment!

Ah Feng, who was sitting next to her, was happily eating the other person's exclusive fruit, and said indistinctly:
"Then make your appearance more attractive, and there will be more butterflies."

Hua Baishuang said with some worry, "I want to too, but we don't have a new generation and we don't have enough manpower, so we can't optimize the next generation of the [Fresh Flower Butterfly] race."

"It's a vicious cycle," Liu Jun concluded.

"Oh, that's how it is."

The butterflies of this era are all kind-hearted.

Before leaving, Hua Baishuang gave them some delicious food and a grafted bonsai full of fruit.

The amber swallowtail butterfly is so beautiful, I feel like I got a great deal, and I'm going to take it home and put it on my windowsill.

"Let's go, let's continue our journey!"

This era is wonderful.

They passed through many tribes along the way and were warmly received and given many gifts.

The Earth Butterfly Clan, who lived in underground caves, gave them a kind of underground fruit that resembled grapes.

The seashell butterfly that lives in the river is even more beautiful.

They transformed their beautiful butterfly wings into two patterned seashells, and their bodies into a sphere: a pearl.

Yes.

Real pearls.

They spin cocoons, undergo keratinization, and develop a pearl-like structure, providing them with considerable defensive capabilities.

The seashell butterfly invited them to dance in the lake, and a grand underwater palace banquet was held.

"In this era, a rudimentary marine civilization has already emerged?"

Next, Liu Jun and A Feng went to Angel Grassland.

Although it seems to be in a period of transition, it is still the largest club in the world.

Every year, without needing to go to the ancestral land to promote, a large number of little insects full of dreams will walk the angel sequence, spin cocoons, and become little angels.

The entire grassland was filled with bouncy little angels.

Each one of them is holding its breath, preparing to spin its cocoon and become the next generation of archangels.

Here, Liu Jun discovers that the little angels are playing a very new form of entertainment.

Angel Ball.

They jumped and skipped around, kicking the ball at each other, having a great time.

"At their banquet, the entire sky was filled with countless bouncy balls colliding with each other. It was so much fun." Liu Jun also played with Ah Feng for a few days and found it quite interesting, making it a very fulfilling trip.

Afterwards, they visited cities of various races and met many smaller ethnic groups.

I also saw a butterfly woven with dinosaur wings, with a little Tyrannosaurus Rex on its wings, which was quite interesting.

Liu Jun was overjoyed.

They spent time together studying the aesthetic optimization of the dragon shape, which greatly surprised the leader of the Tyrannosaurus Butterfly Clan, who treated them with great hospitality for three whole days.

They stated:

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"After this optimization and beautification, when we go to our ancestral land to recruit new members, we will definitely have more little insects recognize us and join our big family to develop our population and optimize our structure!"

Ah Feng, standing nearby, was quite puzzled: "Why don't you raise some baby insects yourselves? That way, they can keep joining you."

The Tyrannosaurus Butterfly leader was furious: "Every one of us insects is born with the freedom to pursue beauty!"

"We cannot impose our will on them. They grew up in their ancestral land, and we, all races, compete fairly so that they may accept our aesthetic standards!"

As members of the butterfly race, we take pride in our beauty.

They went to their ancestral home, vying for attention and beauty, and if they lost, they had no one to blame but themselves.

The butterflies transformed into countless races, and their butterfly era blossomed beautifully on this land.

Those that fly in the sky, swim in the water, and live in the trees—it's all up to them!

But using such despicable means to rape others' aesthetic sense is to destroy their belief in beauty!
The Tyrannosaurus leader was furious and drove Liu Jun and Ah Feng away overnight, declaring that his race did not welcome them.

Liu Jun was speechless. "Don't tell people you're the god of wisdom."

Ah Feng: "Aba aba".

(End of this chapter)