Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Lin Yuan pursed his lips.

A knife in a cesspool—what a terrible metaphor!

Despite his complaints, Lin Yuan knew very well that this red mist-polluted area was a death sentence for legitimate Holy Light and Elemental Legions.

But for his own Wasteland God Realm, it was a perfect match.

It's just paid leave.

Lin Yuan composed himself, looked at Xiao Lie in front of the holographic sand table, leaned back, and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"General Xiao, since this is an extremely dangerous area, and we're going to infiltrate it as the spearhead," Lin Yuan said calmly, but his eyes revealed the shrewdness of a businessman, "the risks are immense. What do you intend to offer as payment, General?"

He had to act like a greedy and audacious commoner genius.

Too aloof, the military dares not use him.

Too weak, the military doesn't approve.

Only by making the interests clear to the public can the cooperation between the two parties be stable.

Xiao Lie looked at Lin Yuan, a smile appearing on his hard face.

He was most annoyed by those scions of noble families who spouted lofty ideals about the nation and its people, but were actually philanderers.

Lin Yuan, a grassroots person with a clearly marked price, is actually the one who suits his taste the most.

"readily."

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Lie sent two holographic documents landing steadily in front of Lin Yuan.

"First, the military will directly allocate 200 million faith points as your exclusive armed force fund. This money does not need to be repaid, and you can spend it however you like."

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed.

Two hundred million.

Thunder Military Industry also offered an annual salary of 200 million, but that would require selling oneself for fifty years.

What Xiao Lie gave was a deposit to buy out one mission.

The military's financial resources are indeed far superior to those of the local conglomerates in Jiangcheng.

"That's not enough." Lin Yuan didn't agree immediately, his gaze fixed on Xiao Lie.

"I knew it."

Xiao Lie placed his hands on the edge of the sand table and lowered his voice: "Secondly, I know you've always wanted to heal your adoptive father's shattered divine status."

Lin Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Lie continued, "As long as you complete three S-level infiltration missions into the Red Mist Contaminated Zone, the [Life Origin Divine Crystal] in the military treasury will be directly bestowed upon you."

The command center was deathly silent.

Lin Yuan's breathing finally became somewhat rapid.

The Divine Crystal of the Origin of Life.

This is not something that can be measured in faith points.

This is a strategic artifact under federal control, and only top-tier powerhouses who have reached the star field level have perished from it.

Alternatively, one could break through a plane of Abyss Throne level to potentially obtain a piece the size of a fingernail.

It contains the purest divine laws, let alone the ability to repair divine status.

Even if the divine realm completely collapses, as long as a person has a breath left, this thing can forcibly reshape the divine foundation.

This is a priceless treasure that he absolutely cannot buy at this stage, no matter how much money he spends or even if he joins the Xinghai Conglomerate.

Three S-rank infiltration missions earned Lao Lin a return to the realm of true godhood.

This deal was absolutely worth it.

Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and quickly scanned the [S-Rank Special Approval: Shadow Blade Contract] floating in front of him.

The terms are extremely simple: no restrictions on personal freedom, no mandatory daily assessments, and all actions are geared towards the ultimate task.

The military provided cover and resources, while Lin Yuan provided intelligence and special items from the Red Fog Zone.

After confirming that there were no textual traps, Lin Yuan raised his hand, forced out a drop of dark red divine power from his fingertip, and pressed it at the end of the contract.

A spiritual imprint, formed.

The contract transformed into a stream of light, splitting into two that disappeared into the brows of Lin Yuan and Xiao Lie respectively.

At this point, Lin Yuan had completely secured the highest level of resources from the military, while simultaneously maintaining absolute freedom for himself and his squad.

Xiao Lie straightened up, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Decisive enough, I didn't misjudge you."

He walked up to Lin Yuan and patted him on the shoulder.

"To prove the military's sincerity, besides the two hundred million in military funds, you can immediately go to the Abyss Storage Vault beneath Jiangcheng."

Xiao Lie held up three fingers.

"Choose three items for free as a starting bonus for accepting this quest. What you take is entirely up to you."

Abyss Storage Vault.

Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

The military has been fighting in the Abyss for years, and all sorts of strange, unanalyzable, and even cursed Abyss specialties they have captured are sealed there.

To outsiders, it's a poison tank where they could die at any moment.

But for Lin Yuan, who possesses the [Creation Extraction] ability, it is an untapped gold mine.

"When are we leaving?" Lin Yuan stood up and asked crisply.

"Now."

……

Log out of the virtual network.

Lin Yuan took off his helmet and sat up from the bed.

Outside the window, the night sky over the lower district of Jiangcheng was still shrouded in thick industrial smog.

"boom--"

An extremely faint but very high-frequency sound of air vibrations rang out overhead.

Lin Yuan pushed open the window and looked up.

In the darkness, a military stealth transport plane, completely black and without any paint, is visible.

Like a steel owl, it hovered silently over the slums.

Beneath the fuselage, a beam of traction light was projected onto Lin Yuan's bedroom window.

Without hesitation, Lin Yuan flipped over and leaped into the beam of light.

A feeling of weightlessness came over me.

The next second, he was already standing inside the special alloy cabin of the transport plane.

The hatch closed, and two fully armed military elites wearing tactical masks saluted him without saying a word, and started the engine.

Instead of taking off, the transport plane suddenly lowered its nose and swooped down toward an abandoned mining area on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

Ten minutes later.

The transport plane plunged into a massive underground rift, and dense automatic defense fire control matrices began to appear on the surrounding rock walls.

decline.

It continues to decline.

The depth gauge readings inside the cabin were jumping wildly.

Five hundred meters below zero.

One kilometer below zero.

Five thousand meters below zero...

The transport plane only slowed down after breaking through the Earth's crust.

"Clang!"

A dull metallic clang rang out, and the transport plane came to a stop.

"Sir, we've arrived." The guard on the left pressed the hatch switch.

Lin Yuan stepped out of the cabin.

What came into view was an underground fortress.

The surrounding walls were all made of a super-strong alloy mixed with divine blood.

There is no natural light source here.

The dome and walls are densely covered with tens of thousands of sealing arrays.

The array patterns, shimmering with a divine radiance that intertwined dark red and deep blue, illuminated the entire fortress.

Directly in front, there is a giant bronze gate that is fifty meters high.

The gate's surface was covered with marks from being hacked with knives and axes, and twelve enchanted chains, each over three meters in diameter, held the gate firmly to the alloy wall.

Lin Yuan stepped onto the metal walkway.

"Welcome to the Jiangcheng War Zone Abyss Storage Vault."

A cold, mechanical voice sounded.

"Your permissions: S-level special approval."

Available selection attempts: 3/3.

"WARNING: The items inside the vault are contaminated with highly intense unknown pollution and curse laws. Do not attempt to break the isolation field. The military will not be held responsible for any collapse of the divine realm caused by personal reasons."

"Timer begins. You have four hours to choose your time."