Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 71 A Meeting, An Unexpected Turn of Events

"The butterfly clan's emblem, the bow."

Liu Jun remained calm as he quietly played with the bow he had presented.

Wow!
The delicate and beautiful bow is like a flower floating and swirling in your hand, as if its silk threads contain countless nebulae.

Perhaps, I could take the offerings and leave without a trace.

But that was a thief!

They're stealing!
Rather than the ancient, eternal god of longevity, the ancient prophet who taught the Butterfly Clan civilization.

This is not fair or aboveboard at all.

A true prophet would openly read books here, walking confidently and freely across this land.

and so.

He had to stay and meet this "ancient person" one last time.

And what if they steal something and run away?

I doubt I'll be able to come back next time martial law is declared.

In order to ensure a sustainable supply of resources, he would never resort to theft to deplete resources.

For various reasons.

He wanted to stay and meet with them to re-establish a real-world connection.

Danger and opportunity coexist.

Furthermore, he did not consider this mission dangerous, as it was merely a chance to meet the King of Angels.

Who else but him would come to this temple in the ancient Chinese parasol tree? Do they think people have nothing better to do?

Even if there is danger, he has various backup plans and is confident in his abilities.

at this time.

This angel king suddenly lost his outward strength and majesty, his body hunched over, resembling an old, frail angel emperor in his twilight years.

“O Prophet, you are the eternal and great being of the world, but for me, time is poisonous.”

His tone betrayed an overwhelming weariness and helplessness.
"I want to ask, I want to ask."

He hesitated for a moment:

Is she still there?

The students in Rehe praised his courage, but said that most of the time he was just putting on a brave face.

Ultimately, he was just an old emperor who was dying in his twilight years, who no longer wanted to live, but only wanted to burn out quickly, like a moth drawn to a flame.

But they survived and made it here.

outside the window.

Raindrops fell.

Liu Jun and the Angel Emperor stood by the window, the warm sunlight shining on them.

A ray of light fell from the windowsill onto the figure of God, making him appear exceptionally sacred.

The prophet's voice was incredibly gentle: "When you step into immortality, you should know what you will gain and what you will lose."

"As an immortal."

"Don't let the tragedy of the times become your own tragedy."

"Don't let the life and death of the common people cause your heart to die."

The words struck Chong Shisan's mind like a thunderclap, as if he had sensed something and understood something.

The immortal deity remained calm, watching the old emperor who seemed hesitant to speak.
"And you want to ask what happened to them afterward? A lot happened afterward. I fell into a long slumber again. As for what happened in the end, that immortal butterfly knows better than I do."

"He was the one who experienced all of those things."

Liu Jun's eyes slowly fixed on the other person.

He didn't know history because it didn't happen, but he cleverly shifted the blame onto someone else.

Xu Changsheng, huh?

In that era, was there a little butterfly named Nachi?
In the last few thousand years of human history, some stories and legends have been left behind.

To this day, the other party has also experienced a lot, even more and for a longer period than he, the slumbering Angel Emperor.

unfortunately
His memory returned intermittently.

Perhaps it would be possible to crudely access his memories, but his upright character wouldn't allow him to do so. It seems we'll just have to wait.

The prophet put down the bow in his hand and said, "This awakening is indeed a new trial of the gods, which will descend once again. It is both an opportunity and a calamity."

"This era has become very interesting."

The prophet chuckled softly, “Take this city, for example, where acid rain is everywhere.”

“They are cruel to themselves.” Chong Shisan nodded.

In the past, the Butterfly Clan would report various matters every time they ascended the Cangwu Tree.

Before him, he couldn't help but speak in a deep voice, recounting the development of this era:
"This era is essentially no different from ours. We weave cocoons of flesh and blood, while they weave prosthetic bodies of metal."

"And their technology has made some breakthroughs in recent years, but the specific extent is unclear."

"In terms of progress, they are stronger than during the time of Zangdomo."

Next, Chong Shisan continued to recount the information he had obtained.

As a god of longevity, the prophet has a period of slumber, and he often slept in the trees.

Now that this person has awakened again, he is bound to lack understanding of the times.

Next, Liu Jun sat on the chair by the window, looking at a book and listening to the report from the King of Angels. Occasionally, he would show a hint of contemplation, but he did not continue to speak.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a gentle light shone forth.

Wow!
A beam of pure white light shone down on the white-winged angel.

It was as if God himself was blessing them.

Under the bright sunlight on the windowsill, it exudes a pure and holy charm, like a scene from a mythological painting.

Chong Shisan felt a familiar sensation return to his body.

Blessing.

Over the past few days, the powers of concealment and longevity that had been bestowed upon him have gradually disappeared.

But now it has been replenished again, and it lasts longer and is more abundant than before.

at this time.

Suddenly, sounds of attack and explosions came from outside.

Outside the tree, outside the temple windows, came various angry roars and shouts.

"You audacious cult! You were actually using a diversionary tactic to attack the Tier 3 AI production line and steal the Hot Carp, all in order to steal the Tree of Life!"

"How do you know that we produce the Butterfly Clan's AI not on a factory assembly line, but from the Tree of Life? Is there a mole among your high-ranking members?"

A maniacal, lewd voice rang out:

"Hahaha, only you guys know how to plant traitors? We said we were going to make a pirated version of 'Water Brain,' a heavily modified version of the book 'Water and Fire Disaster,' and you started staking us out?"

"Charge! Attack the Cangwu Tree and seize the Tree of Life!"

original.

The information received by Li Chengshan, the study committee member, and his group of outer believers was nothing more than their inducement and trap.

Hot carp was lured away from the mountain by the tiger.

Their goal is the Tree of Origin.

This treasure, left behind from the ancient mythological era, can weave together the life of the butterfly race, possessing truly infinite possibilities.

However, the fact that the other party knew such top-secret information indicates that Rehe Heavy Industry had indeed been heavily infiltrated.

Rumble!
There was a huge uproar outside.

The lewd voice continued, "We've been keeping an eye on your transcendental holy armor. Even if your other saints manage to send a wisp of their will through the sea of ​​consciousness network, they might not be a match for us!"

The fourth-order electric realm can transform into a simple conscious life form, descending from a distance at an extremely fast speed.

It can reach the fifth tier and possess a mecha-like physical body.

Essentially, it is also the most powerful nuclear weapon to deter this land, and every move it makes is being watched.

Even those top saints from the Rehe Heavy Industry who could reach the fifth rank, if they were to temporarily descend here now, would only be fourth-rank consciousness entities, and would be nothing to fear.

"kill!"

"Hurry up!"

They were all ruthless and extremely fast.

(End of this chapter)