Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 6 The Distant Past: Jurassic Butterfly Murals

The next morning.

Liu Jun got up and started watching the progress bar.

[91%]

very good!

I've only been on leave for a few days, and I already have a third talent available to extract.

The price he paid was that he borrowed money from Rehe Dian Dian Loan to buy a potion and a bunch of resources to replenish the evolution energy of the mushroom soup.

A life of debt.

Go all in now!

His plan was simple: wait until he reached 100% completion and unlocked the "Low Intelligence" attribute, allowing this mindless clone of the saint's intelligent brain to fully develop intelligence.

Then let this brain cultivate itself in the mushroom soup.

Second-order AI, tens to millions of thought-daggers.

A third-tier AI, worth tens of millions of Nen Knives.

Moreover, this is the first-generation Tier 3 prototype that has never been seen before, and its value is immeasurable!
call.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Jun opened the mushroom soup and observed the intelligent brain inside.

However, something happened that greatly surprised Liu Jun.

He discovered that only three talent mushrooms were floating in the mushroom soup.

[To blend in with the light]

【Clear Sun and Gentle Breeze】

【Qingyue Yaoling】.

"Sigh, how come there are only three left in the soup? Where are my [Low Intelligence] mushrooms?"

The mysterious disappearance of a talent mushroom left Liu Jun extremely uneasy.

This is definitely not a good thing.

This might mean that if you don't exchange for mushrooms for a period of time, the existing talent mushrooms in the mushroom soup will disappear on their own.
Furthermore, low intelligence is a crucial core element of his plan!

Without low intelligence, how can one bring back consciousness to an intelligent brain?

and many more.

His gaze suddenly fell on that AI.

It was discovered that this butterfly had undergone a unique change, seemingly having quietly eaten the [Low Intelligence] talent mushroom floating in the mushroom soup.

At this moment, the intelligent brain, floating in the mushroom soup, began to show signs of shallow consciousness.

The exclusive world of books for the AI ​​has been reborn.

Within the mental world of this intelligent brain, it transforms into a butterfly living in the warm Jurassic era, with bright weather and extremely high oxygen levels.

This butterfly is an insect at the bottom of the food chain, clinging to flowers to absorb sap and to trees to absorb sap, endlessly repeating the same monotonous cycle every day.

"Has a thought reaction occurred?"

Liu Jun revealed a hint of surprise. Dream consciousness appeared in his brainwaves, which was a sign that his brain had come alive.

Although the dream of being a butterfly is rather dull and repetitive.

At that moment, a thought suddenly popped into Liu Jun's mind:
The talent wasn't even redeemed before it was absorbed by this AI. Is this a free talent?
wrong.

Those talent mushrooms were always there.

Now the butterfly has been replaced by a new [low intelligence] talent mushroom, but essentially there is no difference.

and.

Liu Jun discovered that now that he had become a talent mushroom, he could no longer freely take out the AI!
You have to wait until the next charge is 100% complete before you can select and remove this AI-shaped talent mushroom.

This new discovery greatly surprised Liu Jun.

This pot of mushroom soup seems rather interesting.

"The books have been produced; we can go in and take a look."

Liu Jun looked thoughtful.

However, this first-level book, which allowed him to experience the other person's life experiences, had long since lost its significance for his cultivation.

However, he can enter this spiritual world and guide the cultivation of this butterfly with the talent of "low intelligence" to advance to the second and third tiers.

Without further hesitation, his mental energy surged in, beginning to enter this intelligent brain that was constantly generating thoughts.

Jurassic period.

On the warm, humid coniferous tree, Liu Jun opened his eyes, feeling the dampness in the air and the faint chirping of insects.

He slowly flapped his wings, getting used to his butterfly body.

"It feels like I've gone back to that time in junior high school."

"Transform into a butterfly and fly." Liu Jun opened his eyes, skillfully flapping his butterfly wings, looking at the familiar primeval forest from hundreds of millions of years ago.

Reading books is essentially reading the life memories of other people.

As the saying goes, one is unaware of the years in a dream, for there is no concept of time in a dream.

In theory, one can have an infinite life by reading books.

However, most people don't have that much tolerance. Frequent reading can easily lead to schizophrenia and cyberbullying.

The book he was currently reading, "Amber Swallowtail Butterfly," was one that Liu Jun had personally experienced many times, since much of his cultivation during his first-level Mind Master period had been based on it.

"However, I wasn't the main character after all, but instead became another amber swallowtail butterfly?"

He was surprised and guessed that the AI ​​had gained its own life and could only be a supporting character in its dreams.

Wow!
He skillfully flapped his wings and danced gracefully, then went to find the owner of the dream.

He flew around for a while and soon spotted the main character from his memory: a gluttonous butterfly clinging to a tree trunk, devouring its food.

"Who?"

A soft, sweet voice came from Nianbo, "You smell so good."

For the amber swallowtail butterfly, Liu Jun possessed a special aura that made it feel very close.

After all, the other party is essentially a low-intelligence little mushroom that "dreams it is a butterfly," so of course there is a sense of kinship.

Liu Jun had no intention of waking the other person from their dream.

Because the mushroom soup in reality is too small, it's just a pot of soup.

He simply doesn't have enough resources or connections to collect various sands and stones to expand his mushroom farm.

“I am your friend,” Liu Jun said.

"Friend, you're too strong, I can't handle you."

The amber swallowtail butterfly's voice was timid, carrying a hint of childlike innocence and cruelty.

Its body patterns shimmered with rainbows under the sunlight, displaying the colors of a beautiful sunset.

"I'll take you to eat something delicious." Liu Jun was immediately amused.

"well."

The other person spoke intermittently and with some difficulty, sounding strangely like a pitiful little dog, constantly sending messages, "Hungry, hungry, hungry."

Liu Jun raised his head.

A violent, earth-shattering roar came from above the trees, and a pterosaur-shaped creature flew past at high speed.

"Follow me." Liu Jun flapped his wings, leading the little butterfly, and began the life he had repeated countless times as a pro gamer.

In a sense.

He knew better than the other person how to survive.

Because he knew the surrounding habitats, the daily routines of dangerous creatures, and where predators might be lying in ambush.

This can be considered a children's primer.

When I was a child, my friends Li Feng and Zou Anmeng and I often read this fairy tale book together.

Yes.

In the past, the story of the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly was similar in status to the classic children's book "Grimm's Fairy Tales," a bedtime primer.

It is widely circulated among children.

Even now, there are various amber swallowtail butterfly figurines and merchandise, and even amber fairies created as female versions of the butterfly, which have been turned into theme parks, making them comparable in status to Snow White. It's impossible for Liu Jun to say that there wasn't a sense of nostalgia involved in choosing this model, which accompanied him through his childhood, as his advanced AI device.

The book "Amber Swallowtail" already has countless mature guides, and some experts have even come up with many fancy tricks.

Some people have adopted a solo assassin hunting style and developed a Butterfly Nen tactical system.

Some people farmed, developed civilization with swallowtail butterflies, survived the winter, and even invented rudimentary weapons.

All sorts of outrageous maneuvers, otherwise how could there be such a thing as a "feel-good" novel?
I am simply a combination of the strengths of many people.

He knew better than anyone that this world was nothing more than a world of memories, a tool used to train the mind.

the first year.

Wilderness survival.

To get rich, start by chopping down trees. With his tree hole shelter built, Liu Jun embarked on a prehistoric jungle survival journey.

Explore the terrain, mark the way, and embark on an incredibly fulfilling and exciting adventure.

Fortunately, they were omnivores at this time, and could even eat some carrion, so their diet was quite extensive. Therefore, Liu Jun decisively stockpiled food.

"Waaaah, why didn't you take them with you through the winter?"

"It can't be saved."

Before sealing the cave, Liu Jun quietly watched as the heavy snow buried the entrance.

The butterfly companions that followed outside also exuded a dazed and confused will, lying prostrate on the cold winter ground, beginning to lose their breath of life.

The Jurassic period in this world is only similar to that of the previous one.

However, the climate is very different; the winters are bitterly cold, and butterflies cannot survive them.

Butterfly colonies only live until winter. Before they die, they bury their pupae underground, and when spring comes, a new batch of butterflies emerges from the ground, achieving a new species transition.

They are born in spring and die in winter; that is their short life.

Liu Jun was able to survive the harsh winter because he had accumulated a large amount of food in the cave from the very beginning of his wilderness survival journey.

"Help, help!" The swallowtail butterflies' eyes held a hidden longing, a painful cry for help.

Liu Jun sealed off the cave, shutting out any calls for help.

Those who followed their people died.

Two butterflies huddled together for warmth, beginning to alter the laws of nature by artificially creating a hibernation period.

Inside the cave, the days passed one by one.

"I really want to eat more."

"Don't eat too much, it won't be enough to get through the winter."

"Eat, eat, eat."

"can not eat."

"Eat, eat, eat!"

"If you want to eat, you can. I'll teach you how to think. When you become stronger, you can eat more, understand the principles of things, investigate things to gain knowledge, and even help other butterflies survive."

"Knowledge can also help life break free from the ranks of beasts and restrain desires."

"I'll teach you biology first."

"biology?"

"This is the way of the formation of life in heaven and earth. First, learn these 37,210,000 words of questions. You are not cerebral palsy, but a born saint, with a photographic memory, born divine."

“No, no, no, no!”

"Let's study physics again."

"physics?"

"This is the way of shaping the order of heaven and earth, and it is also the subject of a 49.3 million word test."

"I have cerebral palsy! I have cerebral palsy! I have cerebral palsy!"

Liu Jun was very pleased; knowledge truly is power, enabling him to overcome the beast's appetite.

Inside the pitch-black cave, two butterflies whispered to each other, while outside, the world was covered in white snow.

"Thank you for saving me."

As Liu Jun listened to the Amber Swallowtail's increasingly fluent speech, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

As a primitive and ignorant insect, its sense of thought is innate.

However, their initial intelligence is too low, making them very prone to dying young.

This swallowtail butterfly, sealed in amber, originally had a very short life trajectory.

As a psionic being, it shivered in the winter of its first year and died in the second year, its image frozen in time by amber falling from a giant tree.

the second year.

The agricultural period.

This winter, the Amber Swallowtail butterfly wants to help its companions get through the winter.

As a butterfly that develops self-awareness, it also experiences feelings of loneliness.

Outside the emerald green tree hollow, the amber swallowtail butterfly looked completely bewildered.
"Prophet, what should we do if Butterflies and the others are disobedient? This way we won't be able to accumulate enough food to help them get through the winter."

"If you obey, you'll get food; if you don't, we'll tie your wings up, hook you with a willow line, and hang you under a tree to spin you into a butterfly top."

"Fun, fun."

"Seeds are planted like this: with light and water."

"Yes, we'll clip our companions' wings like this, and they'll turn back into insects. That way, they won't fly around and can stay in the fields, loosen the soil, plant crops, and dig ponds. That way, we can tame the three-lobed bony fish."

Liu Jun talked about the unique methods that the experts had discovered, which were bizarre but effective.

"Grazing is a stable channel for a population to obtain resources."

"Prophet, can we not clip the wings?"

"No, wait until you can train them. Once they become smarter, they won't need to be pruned, and they can fly and farm faster."

After Liu Jun finished speaking, he found that the amber swallowtail butterfly was already lying on the ground, frantically munching on its wings, looking completely carefree: "Their clipped wings don't taste good."

Liu Jun remained silent.

"We can't waste food." The Amber Swallowtail spoke with a childlike cruelty and innocence, inhaling the storm, "Eat, eat, eat."

The third year.

Tribal period.

"There's a bird egg here, hurry up."

"Don't throw away the empty bird eggshells; take them home and use them as bowls."

"It's so heavy, so heavy, Nian can't lift it up."

Controlling a string of eggshells beneath her, the little swallowtail butterfly carefully weaves through the bushes, while Liu Jun rides on its back, directing its way through flowers and avoiding vines.

When they get tired after flying for a while, the butterflies take over pulling the eggshells.

"By the way, the other butterflies couldn't be saved last year, but they can be saved this winter."

"Really?"

Winter has arrived again, and heavy snow covers the mountains and forests.

Inside the cave, the new generation of butterflies nearby exuded a naive and innocent spirit, radiating a joyful and happy aura.

They were supposed to die.

No butterfly had ever seen winter before Liu Jun arrived.

But Liu Jun saved their species and was the prophet they worshipped.

"Stop running around, everyone, hang yourselves on the wall." Liu Junnian could spread the word.

The place is very small.

Let them hang on the wall to save space, and thus a beautiful butterfly mural was born.

On the mural, a group of lifelike, colorful butterflies are following a giant butterfly.

"You don't need to." Liu Jun called out to Amber Swallowtail, that big fool. As the leader, we should naturally have special privileges.

(End of this chapter)