Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Piranhas at the bottom of the River Styx, poisonous bats deep in the mines, and vultures circling in the sky.

All of them underwent even more distorted mutations under the stimulation of this extreme energy.

"very good."

Lin Yuan looked at everything before him and nodded.

A high-ranking army of 50,000 bronze-level soldiers, a tyrant of silver-level three-star rank, and a comprehensive ecosystem encompassing land, sea, and air.

With the continuous tempering by these three radiation towers day and night, its foundation is already quite profound.

"In that case, I should be able to forcibly ignite the divine fire and break through to the demigod realm during my next biological grand exercise."

Lin Yuan raised his hand, his consciousness returning to reality.

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With the college entrance examination and military selection process drawing ever closer, the atmosphere at Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School has become extremely tense.

The school gave the green light directly, and almost all academic courses were canceled.

All senior high school students were required to spend all their time in the Divine Realm, with plenty of time for free deduction.

The school only cares about one thing: combat effectiveness.

Terminal vibration.

It was an encrypted invitation code sent by Chu Yunxuan.

Working in isolation is not advisable.

Lin Yuan knew that the special nature of the Wasteland God Realm meant that he didn't need to purchase regular resources like others.

However, he was extremely lacking in high-level intelligence from the front lines and certain special smuggled goods.

So he accepted Chu Yunxuan's invitation.

Lin Yuan accepted the invitation without hesitation and logged into the StarNet.

Visual transformation.

Lin Yuan appeared in a minimalist virtual lobby.

This is a private virtual salon composed of top senior high school students.

Those who can sit here are all geniuses who have awakened to a C-level or higher divine realm, or who are ranked in the top fifty of the combat power list.

Lin Yuan found a sofa in the corner and sat down.

In the center of the hall stood several rich kids who were usually arrogant and haughty at school.

They were gathered together, looking distressed and pouring out their troubles.

There were no teachers or military representatives in the salon.

People not only exchange their insights on the principles here, but more importantly, they conduct "private tax-free transactions".

The official store's tax rate is too high; bartering privately can save a lot of faith points.

Zhao Tianze sat at the bar, taking a large gulp of virtual liquor, his features contorted. "My group of orcs just broke through to the Bronze rank a few days ago and started cultivating the [Battle Qi Technique]. Their combat strength has increased, but their appetite has increased tenfold!"

He slammed his hand on the table: "Regular meat doesn't keep you full at all; it just makes you poop. We can only feed you the spirit rice available on the market."

"Three thousand orcs are consuming nearly five thousand of my faith points every day! This is a bottomless pit that can never be filled; I'm about to go bankrupt!"

A boy next to him, who had awakened the Sharp Divine Domain, sighed as well: "What's that compared to what I have? My Sword Demon Clan needs to consume a lot of iron ore to repair their bodies every time they fight. I'm thinking of making them use wooden sticks instead."

A girl who had awakened a C-level planting divine domain lit up and moved closer to Zhao Tianze:

"Brother Zhao, I just bought a batch of E-grade purple blood wheat in my Divine Realm. It's plentiful and plentiful. How about I sell it to you at a 5% discount, since we're classmates?"

"Even at a 5% discount, I can't afford much! Let's take ten tons for emergencies first." Zhao Tianze gritted his teeth and completed the transaction.

Lin Yuan sat in the corner, picked up the cup of tea brought by the waiter, took a sip, and felt secretly pleased.

These geniuses worry about the daily needs of their believers, such as food, drink, and sanitation.

To maintain the expenses of high-level warbands, they not only need to borrow money, but also carefully calculate the consumption of every grain of rice and every piece of iron.

Then take a look at your own Wasteland God Realm.

What do goblins eat?

It eats the corpses of its own kind, the mutated cockroaches crawling all over the ground, and the flesh sacs produced by the Abyss Rotten Flesh Tree.

If you get sick, you don't need to spend money on medicine. Just throw yourself into the blood pool. If you survive, you'll live; if you don't, you'll become fertilizer.

Zero cost! Pure profit!

Even after death, they can produce wasteland poison crystals and concentrated venom, which can be exchanged for millions of dollars on the black market.

Without comparison, one cannot know just how perverse this vicious ecosystem truly is.

After several transactions were completed, the atmosphere in the hall eased up a bit.

Everyone started praising each other.

Zhao Tianze held his wine glass, his gaze sweeping over Lin Yuan in the corner.

He froze for a moment, then smiled broadly and strode over.

"Brother Yuan!" Zhao Tianze bowed slightly, raising his glass with both hands. "Back when I was a teacher, I, Zhao Tianze, was blind and ignorant."

"You're so magnanimous, please don't hold it against me. I'll toast you!"

There are no truly stupid people who can get into this circle.

Although Zhao Tianze was arrogant, he was not stupid.

A civilian who was personally received by a military representative has terrifying potential.

Since suppression has failed, we must admit defeat and make friends.

Lin Yuan glanced at him, but didn't get up. He simply raised his teacup and clinked it against Lin Yuan's: "There's no need to bring up the past."

"Brother Yuan, that's great!" Zhao Tianze downed his drink in one gulp, his attitude obsequious.

Just then, the elevator in the center of the hall lit up.

Chu Yunxuan appeared in everyone's sight, dressed in a fitted black combat suit.

The hall fell silent.

He looked around, his gaze lingering on Lin Yuan for half a second, before speaking.

"Gentlemen, I won't waste time with pleasantries. I've gathered you all here today because I've just received reliable information from within the military."

Chu Yunxuan abandoned his usual gentleness, his voice low and serious: "A month from now, it won't be the same simulated battle where we lie in the connecting pod as in previous years."

He paused for a moment, then dropped a bombshell: "The military will join forces with all universities in Jiangcheng to launch the [Real-World Abyss Battlefield Landing]!"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gasped.

"Real-world login? Young Master Chu, are you kidding me?"

Zhao Tianze's voice trembled, "We've only awakened our divine realm a month ago! We're not even demigods! Sending our true forms to the front lines? People will die!"

In a simulated battle, even if all the believers die, the divine realm will only suffer damage; it can recover in a few years.

Real-world login means that their physical bodies must also enter the fortress on the front line of the abyss.

Once the fortress is breached and the gods fall, not even ashes will remain.

"I'm not joking, this is an order directly issued by the Federal Supreme Command."

Chu Yunxuan placed his hands on the conference table, his gaze extremely imposing. "The Seventh Abyss Defense Line has been experiencing frequent unusual activity recently, and the military needs to replenish its ranks with fresh blood."

"They don't need greenhouse-grown geniuses; they need wolves that can draw blood."

A commotion broke out in the hall, and many people turned pale.

Chu Yunxuan raised his voice to suppress the murmurs of the crowd.

"The danger is extremely high, but the rewards are equally high. This live-action landing will not only be overseen by the military region commander, but also by representatives of star-level conglomerates."

Chu Yunxuan's eyes gleamed, his tone revealing undisguised ambition.

"As long as you can demonstrate sufficient combat potential on the battlefield, even just one brilliant tactical command, you'll have a chance to be noticed by those important figures and receive a guaranteed spot in the 'Starry Sky Rank'!"

"A galactic-level sequence!"

The moment those five words were uttered, the eyes of all the combat-type deities present lit up.

Fear was forcibly suppressed by greed and desire.

That's a federal resource allocation plan.

Once you enter the star-level sequence, it means you've broken free from the struggles of ordinary deities.

They are guaranteed to reach the level of a true god, and may even be qualified to touch the realm of a higher god.

"My Chu family is determined to get this spot." Chu Yunxuan looked at everyone. "I called you here today so that you can prepare yourselves."

"Show all your cards, or you'll end up as cannon fodder on the battlefield."

Lin Yuan sat in the corner, a slight crack appearing in the teacup in his hand.

A cosmic-level sequence!

Old Lin's injury was the complete shattering of his divine status.

Ordinary medical methods and resources cannot even alleviate his pain, let alone restore his divine status.

Only by touching the top-tier divine artifacts at the star level can Old Lin's true god body be reshaped.

This so-called "Starry Sky-level Sequence" was his stepping stone to obtaining that level of divine artifact.

"Real-world Abyss Landing..." Lin Yuan's eyes grew increasingly profound.