Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 88 Strange Wisdom, The Great Dragon-Slaying Adventure
Holy Empire.

In the magnificent palace, New Bar is chatting with Nachi (Xu Changsheng), the messenger of God, and conducting research on angelic magic together.

"A new trial of the gods!" Natchi suddenly shouted, "It's here again!"

New Bar also became excited: "Is that huge figure the legendary creator god?"

They were not born when the last creator god descended.

Only now, witnessing this scene in person, do I truly understand the breathtaking fear and awe it evoked.

He rushed to his destination.

On his journey, he encountered the Dragon King.

Alexstrasza spread her enormous, hundred-meter-long dragon wings and swept across the land, casting shadows.

"Our world is like a simmering pot of soup," said Sindhurst. "He keeps throwing down divine things, like an alchemical crucible."

Alexstrasza and her arch-rival also chatted: "Every time we throw in a batch of ingredients to make soup, if the soup in the pot suddenly becomes unusable, then we start a new pot."

Xinbaer analyzed: "An era is like a pot of soup. If the soup goes bad, the era is destroyed. Then you boil the soup again and restart the era?"

Nach said, "It's like experimenting with a soup recipe!"

As they gazed at the figure in the sky, they felt so small.

Xu Changsheng racked his brains but couldn't describe the scene. When he actually saw it, he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Perhaps their guess is correct.

The truth behind creation and destruction.

An era is a pot.

The creator god is a chef, throwing in ingredients in batches.

If the soup is destroyed, the world will perish.

What does God take us lives for?

Are we meaningless in his dimension?
Putting aside these confusing speculations, Xu Changsheng had only two words in his mind.

Cowhide!

The Creator God is amazing!

Coming to their senses, they stared at the divine object falling from the sky, their hearts pounding in their chests.

"Hmph, this time the divine artifact is mine!" Alexstrasza quickly chased after the falling artifact.

New Bar also rushed over: "The divine object is mine!"

boom!
Two kings from different eras have clashed once again.

The dragon roared with a terrifying shriek, and the angel unleashed holy magic, creating bursts of magical light in the air.

A yellowish-brown divine object fell from the sky and was flying towards the Titan tribe.

Meanwhile, another semi-transparent, mysterious object floated in the air and gradually disappeared without a trace.

Left with no other choice, they began to chase after the earthen-yellow divine object, and a fierce battle ensued.

And the other side.

"【Ultimate Wisdom】ran this way?" Liu Jun frowned slightly. He had lost track of the angel and the dragon, but he was still chasing after them.

Wisdom is formless, without a physical structure, and can even be hidden within the soul of a mushroom.

This thing has a built-in stealth effect; I wonder who picked it up.

If I hadn't disappeared without a trace, I probably would have lost track of me by now.

"I wonder what kind of host they'll choose?"

Liu Jun walked and stopped, searching the land carefully and narrowing down the search area.

Holy Empire.

Surrey was a brave angel general who fought in the famous Battle of Lily Plains for the Holy Empire.

That battle also resulted in a major defeat for their angel race.

He witnessed the moment when Alexstrasza, the Dragon King, used dragon shout magic to blow away his thousands of angels.

Unfortunately.

Surya was one of the wounded soldiers in that battle.

His wings were broken, and one leg was crippled, so he could only use a round wooden stick propped up on his knee as a leg.

But that's not the worst.

When he returned to his hometown, he found it had been reduced to ruins.

As the city's lord, he discovered that the city had been destroyed by a dragon, whose terrifying breath had annihilated all the buildings, and his wife had also died in that battle.

Her daughter has disappeared.

By this time, the two empires had ceased hostilities, and he used his connections in the army to find out about his daughter.

The man said:
"She and more than thirty girls were imprisoned in a castle by a dragon, and every day they had to help weave cloth, till the fields, and serve the dragon."

“Your daughter cries every day, and there’s always work to be done.”

Surrey was heartbroken to receive news of his daughter.

He used gold coins to plead with passing heroes and knights to slay the dragon for him:
"If you rescue my beautiful daughter, I will marry her to you and make you the master of this city."

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The old city lord kept offering bounties, and wave after wave of brave warriors went to slay the evil dragon, but their results were not good.

The dragon was too powerful.

Surya could only pray and make wishes every day, hoping that she could save her only daughter.

Until that day, a shooting star streaked across the sky.

His wish came true.

“Brave lord, you should rely on yourself instead of others. You can go and slay the evil dragon yourself.”

Just then, a pot of flowers on the windowsill spoke.

"How can flowers talk?"

Surya felt fear.

"Yes, I heard the call from the depths of your heart, so I answered your request, our Majesty."

Surieh was surprised: "I'm not a king, I'm just a city lord."

No, you are my king.

This pot of flowers swayed its branches joyfully in the sunlight:
“I came to life because of your expectations, I was given wisdom because of your desire to help, and I chose to follow you because of your dreams.”

“Can you save my daughter?” Surrey asked.

“No,” said the flowers on the balcony. “You can defeat the dragon yourself, with your courage and wisdom.”

Surya refused, saying, “No, I have no legs, my wings are gone, my strength is gone, and my spear was broken in the war.”

"Don't worry, I will help you defeat the evil dragon."

"You possess a power you can't even imagine; you can succeed simply by thinking about it." "Feel your wisdom with your heart."

And so, with some doubt and skepticism, Surya began his journey to defeat the dragon.

He donned his old armor, took his water bottle and longsword, and limped out of the city.

From daytime to midnight.

At dusk, he lit a campfire and leaned against a tree, pretending to sleep.

He carefully held the potted plant in his arms and gradually began to fall asleep.

He was suddenly awakened by the cries of wild beasts in the middle of the night.

They were a group of small carnivorous dinosaurs. In his prime, he would have been fearless against them and would have even hunted down their heads to show off to his army and make them his achievements.

But not anymore.

"Am I going to die?" he suddenly said.

Just then, a human face suddenly sprouted from the tree he was leaning against: "Good evening, Your Majesty. I will fight for you and drive away these brutal beasts."

After he finished speaking, tree roots were uprooted from the surrounding ground.

Rumble!
All of these carnivorous dinosaurs were tied up.

"Hurry up and act, my strength is not enough to control it for long."

Once he came to his senses, Surrey quickly drew his weapon and stabbed the dinosaurs to death one by one.

He then lay down on the ground, panting heavily.

At that moment, the trees behind us spoke:

"My strength is about to dissipate. Please cut off my seventh branch on the left and use it as your wooden leg so that you can move more nimbly."

Surya was deeply saddened by the death of the trees that had helped him.

"There's no need to be sad. You leaned on this tree, and I survived because of your will. I should die for you too."

"You are the most beloved king in the world, and your thoughts can change the world."

"Cut off my branch and carry my strength with you on your journey."

As dawn broke, Surya resumed his journey.

As he walked, his strength grew.

The birds in the sky guided him.

The thorns on the ground parted automatically to make way for the path.

He can do it if he wants to.

When he reached his destination, a long dragon had already formed on the ground, consisting of all sorts of small creatures following him.

They stopped on the road near the castle and began to discuss their strategy.

"That evil dragon lives in the castle. He practices light magic. We will attack at night. Without light, his power will be reduced."

"But that's not enough. There will be moonlight at night, and the light magic using moonlight will still be very powerful!"

They kept discussing it and felt it was a difficult problem.

Just then, the sound of water flowing came from a kettle that had followed them out of the city.
"Your Majesty, let me help you."

“You summon a large vat filled with water, throw me in it, and then I can control more water.”

"Then I will burn wood at the bottom of the jar, and I will turn into mist that will become dark clouds in the sky, obscuring the moonlight at night."

The longer one stays with Surya, the deeper the infection becomes.

Even water, which is not a living thing, has acquired a soul and been awakened to wisdom.

“But you will die,” Surya couldn’t help but say.

The water in the kettle said, "To defeat the evil dragon and save His Majesty's daughter!"

He listened to what the other person said and did it.

They built water tanks, lit bonfires, and steam rose up like dark clouds.

"Dark clouds, dark clouds, I command you to obscure the moon tonight."

Then dark clouds rose up, and the moon was obscured.

And that's how it was done.

But the dragon was still very fierce, and Surya became weaker after he covered the moon, because he had also practiced light magic.

So he was blessed with good fortune:
"Flowers, flowers, I command you to become a little sun, release the sunlight you store, and give me strength."

The potted flowers that he always kept by his side had stored up a lot of sunlight and suddenly began to glow, providing him with strength.

He seemed to have transformed into a true hero.
"Trees, trees, I command you to spray out your fruit and stick to the dragon's wings so that he cannot fly."

He lured the dragon into the valley and began to surround and kill it.

Ultimately, with the help of various powerful beings he met along the way, he made wishes time and time again, and through a sneak attack, he defeated the evil dragon, killing it amidst its angry roar.

"we won!"

As the first golden rays of dawn shone down, Surya stood atop the dragon's head, raising his longsword high.

At this moment, he was so heroic and extraordinary.

It was as if this moment marked the beginning of a mythical era.

He rescued his daughter and the imprisoned maids, and they set off in a grand procession back to the city.

However, he discovered that he could no longer use his powers afterward.

Could it all be a dream?

He was somewhat bewildered, but how could I possibly defeat the powerful dragon?

Many years later.

He told his daughter and grandson the story of his brave conquest of the dragon, and everyone listened as if it were a beautiful fairy tale.

This story of defeating the evil dragon also spread widely among the people.

the other side.

Liu Jun pulled out a transparent mushroom and watched this Suliye depart.

He could have taken away the opponent's mushroom from the beginning.

But after thinking about it, he silently followed, intending to take away the power after the man rescued his daughter.

Perhaps this should have been the beginning of a heroic legend.

However, Liu Jun interrupted his spellcasting animation, nipping his legend in the bud.

"This is a bit outrageous. This is just the beginning. If it develops and spreads everywhere, it feels much more terrifying than the Intellectual Disaster."

Liu Jun held the mushroom and fell into deep thought.

"This wisdom has transcended the physical realm? What is its principle? Is it a kind of wisdom from imagination? Like a wish-granting machine, granting whatever you desire?"

(End of this chapter)