Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Lin Yuan sat in a chair in the bedroom, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

Going to Starry Sky University should, in principle, be celebrated with a celebratory banquet or a farewell to relatives and friends.

But after careful consideration, he realized that his interpersonal relationships in Jiangcheng were pitifully simple.

Besides Lao Lin, among his peers, the only person he could consider a close friend was Fatty Wang.

"Go say hello."

Lin Yuan stood up, changed into casual clothes, and went downstairs.

After leaving the Xinghuo Military Region Sanatorium, he hailed a hover taxi and headed straight for the Jiangcheng Meat Processing Plant.

The meat processing plant is now three times larger than it was a month ago.

After the major exam, Fatty Wang, relying on his passing grade and the title of "Lin Yuan's only subordinate god," roamed freely in Jiangcheng.

The Blood Edge Guild, which had been suppressing him, disbanded overnight, and major chambers of commerce in Jiangcheng lined up to place orders.

When Lin Yuan walked into the detached villa in the backyard of the meat processing plant, Fatty Wang was staring at the holographic projection in front of him.

The projection showed Fatty Wang's grassland divine realm.

The once lush green grassland is now largely withered and yellow, the ground is cracked, and dark red blood can be seen seeping out from the cracks.

"Brother Yuan!"

Upon seeing Lin Yuan enter, Fatty Wang quickly turned off the projector and jogged over to greet him.

"Fatty, the Divine Realm has changed a lot." Lin Yuan glanced at the place where the projection had just disappeared.

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang's eyes lit up, and his fat jiggled: "Brother Yuan, this is exactly what I wanted to report to you! These past few days, something truly strange has been happening in my Divine Realm!"

He pulled Lin Yuan to sit on the sofa, poured a glass of chilled spiritual liquid, and gestured excitedly to indicate its name:

"Since the end of the major exam, I've noticed that a dark gray aura occasionally leaks out from the one-way faith channel connecting our two divine realms."

"That aura is too domineering! The grass in my divine realm will die if it touches it, but after those black demon pigs smelled it, they all became like they were injected with chicken blood."

"Not only has their reproduction rate doubled, but their combat power has also skyrocketed. Now, even bronze-tier pigs can hold their own against silver-tier magical beasts!"

Fatty Wang's expression became unusually serious, and he even put away his usual playful smile.

"Brother Yuan, I know that your current strength has reached a point that I can't understand."

"Everyone outside says you're a mutant genius, but I know in my heart that the rules you control are far more terrifying than they imagine."

The fat man straightened up, and his obese body surprisingly exuded a divine majesty:

"Although I, Fatty Wang, am not very talented, I will never just be a logistics captain."

"Now that I've become your first subordinate god, I will definitely train these black demon boars into the most ferocious war beasts."

"From now on, wherever you point, Brother Yuan, my herd of pigs will be flattened!"

Looking at Wang Pangzi's confident expression, Lin Yuan knew that this was after he fused with the [End and Origin] divine spark.

The high-level principle spills downwards along the contractual channel.

The aura of destruction and rebirth is subtly transforming Fatty Wang's divine realm.

"Alright, stop with the pledge of loyalty." Lin Yuan smirked and took a sip of ice water from his glass.

"I'm leaving tomorrow for Starry Sky University. I just stopped by today to let you know."

"Starry Sky University?!" Fatty Wang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "The highest divine academy in the entire Federation? Holy crap, Brother Yuan, you've just ascended to the heavens in one step!"

"So, while I'm away from Jiangcheng, you'd better be smart."

Lin Yuan put down his water glass and looked at Fatty Wang: "It's good that your Black Demon Pig is good at fighting, but remember, know when to back down and when to run away."

"There's no need to fight to the death with someone for a little bit of resources or for a moment's pride."

"To survive and preserve the core of the divine realm is the greatest hope."

"What good is a pig's fighting ability if the person is dead?"

After listening, Fatty Wang nodded repeatedly, memorizing these words.

"Don't worry, Brother Yuan. I may not have much else, but I'm very sensible. If I can't beat someone, I'll definitely run faster than anyone else."

Lin Yuan chuckled softly and stood up to leave.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at the fat man.

"Also, stop selling my preferences or whereabouts to those young girls who try to get close to you."

"If this happens again, I'll send my family to take a walk in your pigsty."

Fatty Wang shuddered, his face plastered with a forced smile: "How could that be, Brother Yuan! There will absolutely be no next time! I swear!"

After leaving the meat processing plant, Lin Yuan did not linger outside and returned directly to the sanatorium.

Old Lin is not home.

The guard at the gate said that he went to the rehabilitation center early in the morning to chat with his old comrades.

Lin Yuan didn't bother him and prepared some high-level magical beast meat for himself.

After a simple meal, I returned to my room to meditate.

It wasn't until 8 p.m. that the villa's gate was kicked open.

"Yuanzi! Father's back!"

Old Lin was beaming, carrying two unwrapped glass bottles filled with amber-colored liquid.

Lin Yuan came downstairs, took the wine bottle from Old Lin, and placed it on the dining table.

"How much did you win today?" Lin Yuan asked casually.

"We didn't play cards, we were just chatting." Old Lin pulled out a chair and sat down.

He skillfully took the two glasses, unscrewed the caps, and poured the wine.

A strong, spicy aroma filled the living room.

"The military's special supply of fire-resistant liquor. That old bastard Xiao Lie was generous today and directly approved a whole case for the sanatorium."

Old Lin pushed one of the glasses in front of Lin Yuan, "Try it, it's much stronger than those synthetic alcohol drinks outside."

Lin Yuan picked up his cup and took a sip.

The wine entered my throat like a raging fire burning down my esophagus, then transformed into pure spiritual energy that spread throughout my body.

"I'm leaving tomorrow," Lin Yuan said calmly, putting down his wine glass.

Old Lin's hand, holding the glass, froze in mid-air, the wine swirling slightly inside.

"Where to?"

"Starry Sky University, the admissions office staff will pick you up tomorrow morning."

The air was silent for two seconds.

Old Lin did not show any sadness or reluctance.

He downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, then slammed it heavily on the table.

"Good! Good lad!"

Old Lin slapped his thigh, his voice booming with genuine elation: "Starry Sky University! I desperately wanted to get in back then, and you, kid, got in without saying a word!"

He stood up, strode over to Lin Yuan, and patted Lin Yuan's shoulder forcefully.

"Do you know what Starry Sky University means?" Old Lin pointed to the night sky outside the window. "It's a veritable concentration camp of monsters for the entire Federation!"

"Those who emerge from there are either generals guarding a star field or pioneers of the abyss who lead the charge."

"I thought that since my divine status was shattered, I would just have to wait to die in the slums."

"I just wanted to raise you, watch you awaken an ordinary divine realm, and live a peaceful life. I never expected this..."

Old Lin's eyes reddened slightly, but he forced them down and turned around to pour himself another full glass.

"I never imagined you'd be a million times stronger than I was back then!"

The drinking went on until very late.

There was no sadness of parting, only the expectations between men.

Old Lin got drunk and started boasting to Lin Yuan about his past achievements on the Abyss Defense Line.

"Back then, on the Seventh Line of Defense, we were surrounded by legendary Balrogs..."

Lin Yuan listened quietly, occasionally refilling Old Lin's glass with wine.

He knew that Lao Lin wasn't just bragging; it was about Lao Lin's lost youth and glory.

It wasn't until late at night that Old Lin collapsed onto the table and fell asleep.

Lin Yuan helped him to bed, covered him with the blanket, turned off the light, and left the room.

The next day at 8:00 AM.

The low hum of a hovering engine could be heard outside the villa.

Lin Yuan pushed open the door, and Su Changfeng was still wearing that light gray Zhongshan suit, standing outside the door.

"Have you packed everything?" Su Changfeng pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

"There's not much to pack," Lin Yuan said.

"Let's go then." Su Changfeng turned and walked towards a small black shuttle parked on the lawn.

The two boarded the plane, and the shuttle took off vertically.

It transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for the near-Earth starport outside the atmosphere.

Half an hour later, the shuttle landed inside a military-grade spaceship that was hundreds of meters long.

The spaceship's hull has a black and gold finish, with no extra paintwork except for the Starry Sky University's Sword Star emblem printed on the bow.

"Go in, head straight to rest cabin number one. Your classmate is inside. I need to go to the control room to check the flight path." Su Changfeng pointed to the cabin door, then turned and left.

Lin Yuan followed the passage into rest cabin number one.

The cabin door slid open, revealing a spacious rest area.

Outside the panoramic porthole is a vast starry sky, with a circular sofa and a temperature-controlled beverage station in the center.

Five people were sitting on the sofa.

Three men and two women.