Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 42 Destroying Civilization, Creations on the Assembly Line
Liu Jun descended from the Cangwu tree and came outside.

“I have met the Prophet,” Sylph said with a soft laugh.

Liu Jun looked at it quietly.

Who would have thought that the tree of life planted back then would have developed into a magnificent and vast civilization in the blink of an eye.

It's only been a little over thirty years.

He originally thought that planting the Tree of Life was a long-term project that would take hundreds or even thousands of years.

Who knew that things would turn out so quickly!
He had originally intended to teach them a lesson, but now it seems...
Once infected, it's no longer possible.

Knowledge can be addictive.

They also lost their emotions, becoming purely rational.

Sylph said:
"The world is truly a cycle; the angels of yesteryear are now us."

“I still remember reading history when I was young. Back then, the King of Angels and his four legions attacked Cangwu Tree, and in the blink of an eye, it has become a thing of the past.”

"Please, Prophet, reside in the Elf Forest, establish your ancestral home, and grant me immortality. In this life, I will be the most beautiful king."

"I want to live longer, to see the color of the stars above, to see the end of the world, to see what the gods are, and to see what the creator god is like."

"And we will meet all your requests."

Sylph was stunningly beautiful, with a cold expression and eyes filled only with pure rationality.

Liu Jun smiled and said, "I refuse."

Sylph gave this deity from ancient times a deep look, "I understand."

She turned and left.

On the Cangwu tree.

Butterfly Elephant revealed a hint of worry.

"They have lost their rationality, and they will probably resort to force."

"Just like the angels back then?" Butterfly Red Fungus frowned; he still didn't know who had slandered him.

"It's even more terrifying now than it was back then."

Butterfly Elephant said, "With the development of the times, many of their leaders are now at the third rank, leading huge armies, and possessing terrifying wisdom."

This is a group of world-destroying, insane geniuses.

A profound sense of powerlessness washed over the companions present; they wanted to protect their god, but...
They are too weak.

"Power, power!" Butterfly Elephant took a deep breath. "Why, why am I still unable to integrate with the treasure?"

Wind, light, evolution.

Why is it that none of the three treasures suit my needs?

The year 214 of the Butterfly Era.

On the Tree of Life, beautiful elves with slender and graceful figures leap from tree to tree, constantly recording the weaving data of each silkworm cocoon fruit.

They are already the seventeenth generation of elves.

Today, they are powerful, handsome, and rational, but they have lost their emotions, and even their lifespans have become extremely short.

Unable to withstand this "high intelligence," their souls have an average lifespan of less than twenty years.

at this time.

Elf Queen Sylph looked at the elven elders and said:
"Gentlemen, my lifespan is running out. If the God of Longevity is willing to grant us the blessing of longevity, we can live for a while longer. But now we have to start fighting for our own lifespan."

They were left with only rationality and did not see it as a bad thing.

"The God of Immortality is a true deity who walks among the earth; he may have come from the previous era."

“Every divine object possesses the power to infect. According to wisdom, when it obtained the power of immortality, it must have experienced an immortality calamity.”

"The calamity of longevity: when all things live too long, chaos will inevitably erupt. How did he manage to escape it?"

"And after the calamity of immortality, he, the god of immortality, is still alive, perhaps..."

"He might have personally wiped out an entire generation."

They are very intelligent and keep analyzing.

Even the previous Angel King Emperor, known for his benevolence and compassion, was a monarch who slaughtered all his enemies.

Even prophets are no exception.

Ancient gods who have survived to this era are no ordinary beings.
"He possesses the power of immortality, but this power isn't for direct combat; it's more of a support skill. So, we have a great chance!"

"Don't we ourselves possess the blessing of wisdom? This is not a divine being that advocates war."

"Neither side is keen on war, which cancels each other out."

"Should we invite the Titans, angels, and dragons from next door?"

"They are now few in number and of no use."

"Let's start slaughtering the gods directly. After all, we're about to die anyway, so we might as well go all out."

"Agreed, begin the god-slaying!"

Within the Elven race, the most rational decision was quickly made.

With everyone being a "saint," this civilization spent only thirty-odd years to reach the equivalent of a thousand years and arrive at its most brilliant peak.

They pursued the truth with audacity and unbridled recklessness.
This group of addictive bacteria is insane!
Naturally, it cannot be measured by common sense.

Half a month later, a colossal tree, comparable to the ancient Cangwu tree, slowly approached from afar.

On each of the tree holes above, there was an elven archer carrying a quiver of arrows, and a dense army arrived riding on tree fortresses.

Seeing this, Liu Jun couldn't help but sigh; there was no escaping it after all.

The butterfly trail behind them looked worried, just like the butterflies themselves.

Those guys with the added advantage of intelligence are absolutely insane; their growth rate is astonishing.

Wow!

In a flash.

Liu Jun disappeared from the spot.

No words are needed, no communication is needed, because all of that is no longer necessary.

"Unleash your mental power to track!"

With a low growl from Sylph, the army of 100,000 elves unleashed their telekinetic power.

unfortunately
Can't find it.

They've vanished without a trace; how could they possibly find them?

This is a spiritual concealment, a cognitive shielding of the soul.

The next moment, they vaguely saw a rain of swords transforming into lightning and piercing through the elves, causing large amounts of green blood to bloom. Cracks appeared on the entire ancient war tree, which then collapsed.

"If you can't find him, then defend! Defend!" Sylph roared. "Wait until he's exhausted."

pity.

Liu Jun's longevity and long lifespan are a low-consumption, evolved version.

His physical exertion is extremely low.

At the same level of three, he was like an elusive, low-cost assassin, a true god of death on earth.

boom!
As the sun set, the entire elven race was utterly defeated, and the ground was covered in green blood.

"ended."

Liu Jun stood quietly atop the mountain of corpses, his expression utterly serene.

When the time comes to kill him, there is no turning back.

Only Sylph remained, looking dazed, as if her mind was still processing what had just happened.

My consciousness was completely blank.

This is an army of 100,000!

This god of death, he killed him all by himself.
After a long while, she gave a bitter laugh, looked at this high and mighty god, and said:
"Is this the power of the ancient gods? How hateful! If we could live for another ten years or so, we might just be able to slay the gods, drink the blood of immortality, and forge it into the life spring of our elven race."

Before they came here, they had even thought of a name for the pool where they would bleed the God of Longevity.

"The world is balanced in all things; if it gives you wisdom, how can it give you immortality?"

Liu Jun's figure seemed to be shrouded in a golden divine glow on the battlefield in the setting sun.

Sylph smiled gently. "Indeed, but isn't the calamity of wisdom also your calamity?"

"Today I die, but countless short-lived but intelligent civilizations will follow, yearning for immortality."

"I'm afraid the whole world will want to kill you, you god from the past."

"This is destiny, our new era must not have refugees of the past."

"One civilization after another, one after another, will eventually crush your ancient god!"

Sylph's expression was calm and cold. "I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sylph was already dead.

Liu Jun opened his eyes and transformed into a shooting star, heading towards the Elf Forest.

In the distance, atop a tall wutong tree, Ah Feng couldn't help but ask, "What are they doing?"

“How can divine might be violated? This is an attempt to exterminate the entire race.” Die Luxiang said in a low voice, “It’s possible that they will wipe out all living beings of this era.”

The butterflies fell silent, their hearts filled with unspeakable shock.

Their feelings were a mix of shock and wonder, along with a unique emotion.

That was a young civilization that had just begun to dominate the world, and it was just like that...
The prophet was always ruthless and taciturn.

The last time angels attacked, I was too lazy to say much, and it's the same this time.

After his death, the historian recorded:
In the year 214 of the Butterfly Era, the Dark Elves attacked the gods, who unleashed divine punishment, and the Elven race perished.

Forest of Elf.

When Liu Jun arrived, he saw dragons, titans, and angels locked in a fierce battle.

Clearly, they were planning to seize the source of their wisdom, the legendary originator of wisdom, Chong Qiqi, while the elven army was on its way to war.

What's coming?

"It is a god, a god of immortality!"

"He won? The elves lost?"

"Perfect! He must be seriously injured. Let's surround and kill him together, and drink his blood of immortality!"

With roars and screams echoing.

Titans, dragons, and angels—all three races perished.

"A bunch of lunatics." Liu Jun sighed.

However, Titan's body-training methods are worth studying.

Liu Jun silently memorized the method and reviewed their various data files, and couldn't help but marvel at their talent and ability!
According to the history of human development that Liu Jun has read.

Doesn't a civilization reach where it is today through internal strife, disputes, power struggles, various loves and hates, and the efforts of generations?

But they are not.

They are all pseudo-saints, ruthless, absolutely rational, and relentlessly pursuing technological advancements.

"Such a civilization has no stories worth singing about, no moving tales."

"Like dumplings made by a machine, mass-produced items have no soul."

Liu Jun kept looking at the ethnic weaving patterns, but still couldn't help but sigh:

"But these soulless dumplings are delicious."

He couldn't help but complain.

They have actually developed a rudimentary method for this body-training technique!
Outrageous!

It's just outrageous.

He even thought that if they went crazy a few more times, and if he wasn't killed, the entire Butterfly Era civilization would probably rise several levels after this catastrophe of wisdom ended!

"But I can't take it."

"One civilization after another followed in the footsteps of the other."

"They've grown exponentially, treating me like a boss to beat them?"

"I'll try my best to contain this intellectual disaster first."

Throughout the entire process, Liu Jun remained largely unmoved.

He was mentally prepared that he would deduce civilization after civilization, and naturally, he might also destroy them.

He is not a saint; he will not surrender and be killed without resistance.

"We still need to control this infection."

I entered the Elf Forest castle again and saw Chong Qiqi deep inside.

This black-winged angel has now grown four wings and is firmly bound to a cross, nailed with various steel nails, just like a suffering deity in a myth.

Her eyelids were lowered, and her eyes radiated a profound wisdom:
"You came."

(End of this chapter)