Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

In the end, Lin Yuan's name reached the top of the leaderboard.

It is rated as S.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and pressed the red abstention button inside the connection pod, actively severing the connection to the Divine Realm.

The hatch popped open.

He stepped out of the connecting cabin and casually straightened his collar.

A huge training ground.

More than three thousand students, including Lei Yan on the podium and the military representative, all focused their attention on this boy who had just turned eighteen.

No one spoke; even their breathing was very low.

"Cheating! That's impossible!"

A roar shattered the brief silence.

Zhao Tianze's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at the big screen, his facial features somewhat distorted.

He rushed to the front of the stage, pointed at Lin Yuan, and roared, "Even a blade of grass can't grow in the F-rank Wasteland God Realm! How could he possibly support thousands of mutated goblins?"

"He definitely used the forbidden Abyss Sacrifice Pact! He sold his soul to the Abyss; this is treason!"

Upon hearing this, many ordinary students in the audience hesitated.

Their combat prowess, which defies common sense, has exceeded their understanding of the realm of high school students.

The goblin that tore apart the bronze monster with its bare hands doesn't seem like a kind of familiar that a proper god could raise.

"Shut up!"

Lei Yan slammed his fist heavily against the alloy railing.

The demigod's aura was released.

Zhao Tianze's knees buckled, slamming into the ground and creating two deep dents in the alloy plate.

"The matrix's underlying logic is the military's highest level of encryption! Are you questioning the military's detection mechanisms, or are you questioning the eyes of the soldiers on the front lines?"

Lei Yan's eyes were icy as he stared intently at Zhao Tianze.

Zhao Tianze was overwhelmed and his face was flushed, but he gritted his teeth and protested, "Teacher Lei, starting with a massive army in the wasteland doesn't comply with the law of conservation of energy in the Divine Realm!"

Lei Yan withdrew his oppressive aura.

He knew that Lin Yuan had not cheated.

Because that branch of the Abyss Rotten Flesh Tree was the one he personally sold to Lin Yuan.

But he was equally shocked; how exactly did Lin Yuan manage to use that thing to such an extent?

"You're not following the rules because you're a fool who only knows how to throw money around."

Before Lei Yan could speak, the military representative on the right, who had remained silent until now, quickly stepped down from the platform.

He ignored Zhao Tianze, who was kneeling on the ground panting heavily, and walked straight to Lin Yuan.

In eyes hardened by the ravages of war, a fervent passion for seeing priceless treasures erupted.

"Student, how did your goblin survive in such a toxic environment and develop obsidian mutation?" the military representative asked urgently.

Lin Yuan looked at him but did not answer.

The military representative slapped his forehead: "Right, right, right, the core secrets of the gods shouldn't be asked in public."

"I'm sorry, but I watched your Divine Realm recording, and I just couldn't hold it in any longer."

He turned his head and waved at the main screen.

Lin Yuan's divine realm overview was cut out separately.

The representative pointed to the thirty-meter-tall abyssal rotting tree and the churning pool of blood below, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Lei Yan, your school not only produced a combat genius, but also a prodigy in mutant ecology!"

"Look!" the representative said, pointing to the goblin in the picture who was dragging his companion's corpse toward the tree roots.

"By absorbing poisonous gas and corpses from the Abyss Rotten Flesh Tree, it produces flesh fruits with a high concentration of blood energy."

"By exploiting the extreme environment and limited food, we will force the goblins to engage in brutal cannibalism!"

"The weak become fertilizer, while the strong devour the flesh and blood of their own kind, entering the blood pool to refine their genes. This not only solves the problem of the wasteland lacking high-energy crops, but also conveniently completes species selection."

The representative became increasingly excited as he spoke, slamming his hand heavily on the tactical screen. "This is perfect extreme adaptive evolution!"

He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the room: "This kind of simulation capability—using waste to generate combat power and achieve a perfect closed loop—even those old men at the military research institute might not be able to do it!"

The entire audience was stunned.

More than three thousand students gaped, their minds buzzing.

They thought Lin Yuan was cheating, but it turns out he's a leading figure in ecology.

Zhao Tianze knelt on the ground, his expression slowly freezing.

His prized strategy of throwing money around seemed utterly ridiculous in the face of the ecological miracle touted by the military representative.

He never expected that he was so vulnerable in the eyes of the other party.

He recalled his previous arrogant act of making Lin Yuan his vassal.

Zhao Tianze felt a burning pain on his face and wished he could disappear into the ground.

Lin Yuan timely reached out and rubbed his temples, feigning exhaustion and forcing a helpless, bitter smile:

"Sir, you flatter me. I just read a few ancient books in the library and had a bit of luck. Commanding those goblins to go berserk mode just now almost drained my soul."

"Luck is also part of strength! Good seed! Just my type!" The military representative patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

He turned around and loudly announced to the entire school: "On behalf of the military, I declare that Lin Yuan deserves first place in this defense line assessment!"

"Lin Yuan, come with me to a private meeting room. We need to talk alone."

Under the envious, jealous, and resentful gazes of his classmates.

Fatty Wang was so excited that his whole body trembled. He punched Lin Yuan hard on the shoulder: "Yuanzi, you're awesome! You've made us commoners proud!"

Lin Yuan smiled and followed the military representative to the backstage of the training field.

The access control is closed, isolating it from the noise of the outside world.

Enter the private meeting room.

The military representative, who had a friendly face just a second ago, suddenly lost his smile the next.

He walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with water, placed it on the table, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

The air in the conference room dropped to freezing point.

The oppressive aura of a high-ranking deity spread silently.

The military representative, arms crossed and eyes sharp, said, "Kid, stop pretending. Sit down and talk."

Lin Yuan pulled out a chair and sat down, his expression completely calm.

"The balance of the wasteland ecosystem is so fine that even a millimeter's deviation can cause the laws of the divine realm to collapse. Your flesh and blood factory's closed loop is so ingenious that it's chilling."

The representative stared into Lin Yuan's eyes. "Even if an 18-year-old high school student devoured all the books in the library, they couldn't deduce this level of practical combat data. Do you have a master mentoring you?"

The representative isn't stupid either.

Such a perfect mutation and evolution must have gone through thousands of failures and trials.

Lin Yuan, a novice who had only awakened his powers a few days ago, formed the form in one go, which defies common sense.

Lin Yuan's heart tightened.

His talent for extracting from creations must never be exposed; this is the foundation of his existence.

But he already had a plan in mind.

"Sir," Lin Yuan looked up and met the other man's eyes directly, "you should be able to access my file."

It represents raising an eyebrow.

He tapped a few times on his wrist device and brought up Lin Yuan's information.

Adoptive father: Lin Changfeng.

"My father, Lin Changfeng, was once a lower-level True God." Lin Yuan's voice was low, revealing just the right amount of melancholy.

"Ten years ago, the seventh line of defense in the Abyss collapsed. He fought desperately on the battlefield to cover the evacuation of civilians."

"The divine realm was shattered by demons, his divine essence was broken, and his right leg was amputated. Now he can only survive on welfare."

Lin Yuan looked at the water glass on the table, where the water surface rippled.

"Although he's crippled, he spent half his life dealing with abyssal monsters on the front lines. He gave me a private notebook about biological mutation."

"It records his countless failed experiences in divine realm deductions, including the conversion rate of biological flesh and blood and the critical point of genetic collapse."

Lin Yuan raised his eyelids, his gaze clear: "I didn't have any expert guidance. I'm just standing on the shoulders of an old soldier, simply following the script."

The military representative was stunned.

He looked down at the "Lin Hai" service record on the terminal.

He received two Third-Class Merits and one Second-Class Merit.

Disability level: Special.

Reason for retirement: Godhood shattered.

These words represent iron will and loyalty within the military system.

The oppressive atmosphere in the conference room vanished without a trace.

The military representative remained silent for a moment, then stood up.

He straightened his uniform and gave Lin Yuan a standard and solemn military salute.

"I'm sorry, I was presumptuous." The representative's voice lowered. "Please give my regards to your father. Senior Lin Hai was a hero."

Lin Yuan stood up and returned the greeting: "I thank you on behalf of Old Lin, sir."

"No wonder you could come up with such insane tactics." The representative sat down again, the doubt in his eyes disappearing.

"Like father, like son. Although Senior Lin Hai's divine status was shattered, he still raised a good son."