Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Star Harbour Plaza.

"Brother Yuan! My dear father!"

A shrill, broken shout pierced the noise.

Fatty Wang, his body jiggling with fat, pushed aside the crowd blocking his way and charged straight to the back of the group.

His knees buckled, and he slid half a meter across the alloy floor, grabbing Lin Yuan's right leg.

"Brother Yuan! From now on, you're my dad! I'm sticking to you for life, and I'll fight anyone who tries to pull me off!" The fat man was so excited that he was incoherent, with tears and snot streaming down his face.

He barely managed to pass by staying in the protective circle, and was initially relieved to have survived.

When he looked up, he saw that his brother, with whom he usually ate at roadside stalls, had shattered the historical record of ordinary students in Jiangcheng.

The surrounding ordinary students all had red eyes, looking at the fat man with envy and jealousy.

If they had known Lin Yuan was this freak, they would have swarmed him to be his lackeys long ago.

Lin Yuan put his hands in his pockets, glanced down at the pendant on his thigh, and lifted his leg in disgust.

"Get out of the way, you've got snot on your pants."

The fat man didn't let go; instead, he hugged even tighter, laughing wildly with his face upturned: "Rub all you want! I'll buy Yuan-ge's pants from now on!"

Lin Yuan ignored him and glanced around.

The scions of noble families who had once looked down on him, upon meeting his gaze, all turned their eyes away as if electrocuted, looking down at their toes.

Zhao Tianze, in particular, wished he could bury his head in his crotch.

On the high platform.

General Raymond stepped forward, his military boots landing on the amplification array patterns.

The assessment is over!

His deep voice drowned out the noise in the room.

"The basic resource rewards for this assessment have been simultaneously distributed to your wrist devices. The top ten will directly qualify for the Starry Sky-level selection."

Raymond lowered his gaze, lingering on Lin Yuan for a second, seemingly unintentionally.

"At the same time, the military officially lifted the ban on Virtual Star Network's business recruitment channels."

"Major financial groups, top universities, and guilds can now contact the top 100 candidates individually."

"The Abyss has no need for greenhouse waste. The resources you obtained were earned with your lives. Go and take what you deserve."

As soon as the news of the passage being reopened came out, the wrist terminals of many of the top 100 scions of prominent families in the square began to vibrate.

The crowd began to surge.

Lin Yuan was surrounded by all sorts of flattering and fawning voices.

Lin Yuan did not respond to these baseless compliments.

He pulled his leg away from the fat man's embrace, tugged at the collar of his faded school uniform, and turned to squeeze out of the crowd.

Avoid all the fanatical gazes.

Half an hour later.

The lower district of Jiangcheng is a slum.

The dilapidated train screeched as it came to a stop on the rusty platform.

Lin Yuan stepped off the train.

Push open a metal door at the end of the alley.

On the table was a plate of raw peanuts to accompany the drinks, and a chipped wine glass.

On the sofa, Lao Lin held a towel in his hand, carefully wiping a metal dog tag covered in cracks.

Old Lin didn't look up when he heard the door open.

"Finished the exam?" The voice was hoarse and smelled of cheap alcohol.

"Hmm." Lin Yuan walked to the table, casually grabbed two peanuts, threw them into his mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them.

Old Lin stopped what he was doing and stuffed the military license plate back into his inner pocket.

He picked up his glass and took a sip.

"How were your grades?"

"Not bad." Lin Yuan pulled out a broken wooden chair and sat down. "I didn't embarrass you."

Old Lin ran his fingers along the rim of the cup twice and nodded.

"As long as he's not dead. Go take a shower and wash off the smell of blood."

The conversation between the father and son ended there.

There was no warm greeting, no excited questioning.

Lin Yuan knew Old Lin's character well.

This retired true god, who once fought his way to the point of shattering his divine status on the seventh line of defense in the abyss, takes life and death lightly.

Back in the bedroom.

Lin Yuan locked the door, put on his helmet, and pressed the start button.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness.

Lin Yuan appeared in his personal virtual space.

As soon as it landed.

"Beep beep beep beep—"

The mailbox icon in the upper right corner turned bright red, and the number jumped directly from 0 to 999+.

VIP invitations with various spatial teleportation coordinates flooded my inbox like snowflakes.

Lin Yuan casually made a few cuts.

[Special Invitation from the Jiangcheng Zhao Family Consortium: Lin Yuan, the Zhao family cordially invites you to join us. Annual salary of 50 million yuan, plus a villa in the city center.]

[Radiant Guild Recruitment Notice: Join Radiant, and we'll reserve a core vice-president position for you.]

These are all private offers that only the top 100 are eligible to receive.

Lin Yuan remained expressionless.

He knew he had really stolen the spotlight this time.

Wasteland troop rush strategy: low cost, high combat power, this extremely abnormal ecosystem.

In the eyes of those businessmen, it was a mobile gold mine.

He clicked on the topmost invitation with a gold border.

Sender: Xinghai Biotechnology.

Includes the teleportation coordinates for a premium private meeting room.

Lin Yuan clicked to teleport.

A flash of white light.

The environment quickly transformed into an extremely luxurious holographic reception room.

A man in a well-tailored suit sat on the sofa, wearing a badge of a senior executive from the Xinghai Conglomerate on his chest.

It was the same executive who was on the high platform of Star Harbor earlier.

Upon seeing Lin Yuan appear, the executive stood up, his face beaming with a warm smile, and extended his hands.

"Lin Yuan! It's an honor to meet you. I am Chen Mo, a senior recruiter from Xinghai Biotechnology."

Lin Yuan didn't reach out, but simply nodded and sat down on a single sofa.

Chen Mo wasn't embarrassed. He naturally withdrew his hand and sat back down on the sofa.

"Lin, I won't beat around the bush. Xinghai Biology values ​​your potential, or more precisely, we value your ability to deduce mutated species in the wasteland."

Chen Mo snapped his fingers.

A holographic contract with a pale golden glow floated in front of Lin Yuan.

"This is the highest-level S-class contract that Xinghai Energy has offered."

Chen Mo leaned forward, his tone seductive: "Just sign your name. You'll get a guaranteed base salary of 100 million yuan per year, plus top-tier S-level resources in Jiangcheng."

He pointed to the terms in the contract, spitting as he spoke.

"Not only that, Xinghai will recommend you to the Federation's top university, and after graduation you will directly enter Xinghai's core laboratory."

"Whatever kind of woman you want, whatever kind of high-level divine fragments you desire, Xinghai will provide them all."

Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, his arms crossed, looking confident and in control.

He knows these geniuses who crawled out of the slums all too well.

One hundred million faith points is an astronomical figure that is enough to shatter their worldview.

Lin Yuan looked at the holographic contract in front of him.

He didn't rush to answer, but instead held up his finger.

Slide your finger in mid-air to drag the contract directly to the bottom of the additional terms section.

The text is very small.

Lin Yuan scanned the lines one by one.

[Additional Clause 1: Upon graduation from university, the signatory must unconditionally serve Xinghai Biotechnology for fifty years. During this period, they may not accept any military transfer orders.]

[Additional Clause 2: All data, gene maps, and ecological projection equations of mutated species generated within the signatory's divine realm must be completely submitted to the Star Sea General Archive. The signatory will lose the independent authorship and trading rights for that species.]

[Additional Clause 3: Xinghai reserves the right to intervene in the adjustment of the divine domain laws of the signatories when necessary.]