Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 74 Copying History, Ushering in a New Era

Time passed by minute by minute.

Liu Jun finished checking the goods with great satisfaction, and it was already late at night.

I was so excited that I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He's a god in the Mushroom World, but in reality, he's still a poor student.

Without the mushroom soup, all those mechs, AI devices, potions, and huge sums of money would have filled his small room to bursting!
Unable to sleep no matter what, he decided to go directly to the public knowledge network.

"Anyway, after today's test, the [Disappearance] supernatural power that I have been cultivating for more than two hundred years is stronger than I imagined. I am close to a fourth-level electric realm expert. As long as I do not attack, they will not be able to find me."

With this in mind, he began to explore his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Angel Emperor, possessing the ability of "Lightning Speed," can come and go as he pleases; so can I, possessing the ability of "Disappearance."

He relied on speed to escape.

He escaped by using stealth.

Wow!
The endless twinkling stars resemble a silver galaxy.

As Liu Jun wandered around, he suddenly discovered some encrypted areas of his consciousness.

but!

Vanished without a trace, unable to sense any fluctuations in their own consciousness, the key entrance couldn't even stop them.

Simply put, he can enter other people's "online book rooms," easily doing what other powerful hackers cannot.

He wandered aimlessly, exploring the world of encrypted books and surfing the internet at will.

suddenly.

He saw Professor Li Ruxiang, along with other scientific geniuses, working together to deduce the Last Supper and create various sacred organs within the tribe.

Liu Jun became an immortal deity in this book world.

Wow!
On the lush, verdant Cangwu tree, Liu Jun quietly watched them create.

"Interesting."

"They've been collecting and compiling information from all sorts of ordinary people, and they're practically close to completing the first generation of the Butterfly Clan's Sacred Body?"

As the god of longevity, Liu Jun traveled among the various tribes and was filled with surprise.

But think about it.

Reading consumes the lifespan of the soul.

One night can feel like decades.

If we mobilize at least tens of millions of people, and each of them wastes decades using exhaustive methods, we will surely see good results soon.

"Well done."

Liu Jun watched Li Ruxiang's knitting quietly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

The outside world is full of books. Aren't these readers reading books like inferior versions of parallel worlds from the time of Domo?
Liu Jun looked at them with a strange expression, quietly observing their research.

After a while, Liu Jun silently memorized the other person's technique and left.

As a prophet, he is also known as the seer.

He was a knowledgeable and omnipotent being, capable of guiding the footsteps of the times and bringing new enlightenment to the people.

He had previously taught the Butterfly Clan, establishing an image of omnipotence.

But as times have progressed, his prophetic abilities have gradually become ineffective, after all, he was essentially just a poor student.

But now?

Liu Jun felt that he, the prophet, could return to his post!

By copying other people's gameplay, you can update your own world.

Then he went to read other books.

"There's actually a way to play like this?"

"They built a colossal pyramid and incubated a super-saintly body within it? What kind of miraculous feat is this?"

In a book, Liu Jun saw giants building pyramids and angels carrying knots in the sky.

Sacred and majestic.

Magnificent and grand.

The pyramids seem to be a marvel of our time.

"They really know how to have fun." Liu Jun looked down from the ancient wutong tree, lost in thought.

Then we came to another book.

"Unbelievable! They're abandoning small workshops for weaving and starting assembly line factories? Like accessory organs, integrating with each other?"

Liu Jun's eyes lit up as he looked at another book, and he decided to do just that when he got back.

"Bold."

"You actually plagiarized the history of our Elephant Dzogchen era."

He continued walking around, observing. "The way they play these games, this historical anecdote is just too outlandish."

"Outrageous! They treat mountains and rivers as veins, build tunnels on the ground as arteries, and turn the entire earth into a giant?"

"Something's not right. There's still 996 here, which is suppressing our Butterfly Clan."

"A giant with a thousand arms and legs, it's terrifying to look at."

He read various unofficial histories and fell silent.

Every book has been explored and interpreted in countless creative ways by talented individuals; there's nothing that can't be done, only things you haven't thought of.

However, Liu Jun was only a third-level Thunder Realm cultivator, and could only briefly separate his soul from his body. He couldn't hold on for long.

Level 2, not qualified to access the internet.

Level 3: Limited internet access time per day.

Only at the fourth level can the soul permanently leave the body and roam freely throughout the entire ocean of consciousness.

Click!

Liu Jun withdrew, opened his eyes, and smiled.

"It's quite fun to occasionally go to the books next door and pretend to be an immortal god, to peek at other people's techniques from the trees."

"My butterflies, I'll steal an electric scooter to feed you."

"Start working!"

He felt he had learned a lot of new technologies and was itching to put them into practice, looking at his mushroom sandbox world:
"Holy Body, I'm here!"

Li Ru was still engrossed in his research when he suddenly remembered something. "That prophetic spirit just now, didn't you feel it was somewhat lifelike?"

A researcher nearby complained, "Are you crazy? You were full of regret and kept rambling on during the day, and now you've gone mad."

Li Ru thought about it and realized there was some truth to it; perhaps he was overthinking it.

But another researcher said, "Let's think outside the box. Maybe it really is an immortal deity!"

"Huh?" Li Ru was taken aback.

"Don't think with traditional ideas!"

"Can we, the scholars of ancient times, be compared with the Confucian scholars of today?"

"Which great Confucian scholar isn't active online these days? Even the gods have caught up with the times and come online to have some fun! They just happened to come by and come to read our mythological books!"

After hearing this, Li Ru scratched his head.

Spicy balls.

Could it be that a deity really did just appear? Did I miss out on another fortune?

I should have clung to the big boss's leg and refused to let go.

The Butterfly Clan, 341.

On the surface, Zangdala still reigns supreme.

Secretly, Dielüxin chose to leave the tree and become the second king to come to this land.

Previously, under her husband's protection, she was stubborn, willful, and capricious.

But now, having experienced this major change, she has matured.

The butterfly-shaped elephant of yesteryear is now dressed in elephant clothing.

Now, she dons the Vermilion Bird Robe and has transformed into a goddess of the new era!
However, she did not choose to ascend the throne.

Instead, it transformed into a footless divine bird, perched on the shoulder of the sleeping elephant, Tuomo, to clean him of his filth and handle state affairs.

He even controls the elephant god, who occasionally leaves the sacred mountain, demonstrating that Elephant Dhamma still rules this era.

It's still alive!

It still reigns supreme over the ages!

Furthermore, she maintained the policies and guidelines of the time of Edenho, and vigorously promoted the weaving and construction of the sacred body.

"Perhaps the birth of a saint's body can awaken the ignorant."

This was her last thought in this world, her desire for the rest of her life.

She has gradually fallen into a trance.

In order to help Dieluxin, the little butterfly Naqi, who was Xu Changsheng's incarnation, also continuously studied the "Sacred Body" as the person in charge of the project.

It travels among various tribes, selecting those skilled in weaving certain organs and pointing them in the right direction.

"Huh, that's strange, it seems like I was born with this skill."

"Am I really that wise?"

This little butterfly had no idea that it had been secretly learning from various forums during the day, and that its daytime thoughts had led to its nighttime dreams, resulting in these unintentional innovations.

Driven by his free labor, the forging of saintly bodies is developing vigorously throughout the land.

The prophet also began to offer frequent guidance and put forward some groundbreaking suggestions.

The entire era has entered a new period of rapid development!
(End of this chapter)