Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Lin Yuan stood at the edge of the steel platform and looked up at the vertical pupils.

A chilling coldness shot straight to my head.

The dark gold divine power within his body automatically circulated, forcefully crushing this feeling.

He looked away and didn't linger on the platform.

Following the tactical navigation, Lin Yuan traversed the intricate mechanical corridors.

Five minutes later, he stopped in front of a large alloy door.

The sign on the door is lit with a warning light: Logistics Strategic Staff Department.

Lin Yuan reached out and pressed the access control button.

"Hiss—" The air pressure valve was released, and the metal door slid open to both sides.

The space inside the door is extremely large, with hundreds of holographic screens suspended in mid-air.

A dense stream of data is being refreshed.

A middle-aged man in military uniform with the rank of senior colonel on his shoulder stood in front of the control panel.

His hands flew across the virtual keyboard, leaving afterimages as he roared incessantly.

"Why hasn't the Seventh Legion's clotting agent arrived yet? Are they trying to make the wounded bleed to death?!"

"Tell Logistics Department Two that they have to extract those magic crystal cannon barrels even if they have to rub them by hand!"

The man suddenly turned around.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze revealed extreme irritability caused by prolonged sleep deprivation.

He stared at Lin Yuan, who was standing at the door, his gaze sharp.

His gaze lingered on Lin Yuan's young face for a second, his brows furrowing slightly.

"You're Lin Yuan, the high school student who Commander Xiao specially approved to come in?"

The logistics officer strode over, his tone extremely impatient: "I don't care what your background is, or why the commander gave you special treatment."

"Speak your mind! Three legions at the front are waiting for me to allocate supplies; I don't have time to play house with kids!"

Lin Yuan remained calm and showed no emotional fluctuation despite the other party's hostile attitude.

He knew all too well the temperaments of these frontline officers.

Old Lin used to swear ten times worse when he was drunk.

"Sir, you've worked hard." Lin Yuan's calm tone reached the logistics officer's ears. "I'm here to buy some things."

He raised his wrist, brought up the light screen of the encrypted tactical board, and displayed the account balance.

198,300,000.

A string of extremely dazzling zeros.

The logistics officer looked at the screen, and his eye twitched slightly.

Lin Yuan withdrew the light screen and went straight to the point: "Two hundred million faith points. I just loaded the Platinum-level building [Flesh Aberration Nest]."

"I need your recommendation for the most cost-effective live animal feed to fill this bottomless pit."

The logistics officer's typing motion froze in mid-air.

He turned around and looked Lin Yuan up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a madman.

"What did you just say? What did you load?" The logistics officer's voice rose eight octaves. "A Flesh Aberration Nest?"

Lin Yuan nodded.

"A madman. Commander Xiao is a madman too, daring to give you even this kind of control-grade blueprint." The logistics officer rubbed his temples, the contempt in his eyes disappearing.

"Kid, I don't know what kind of divine realm you've awakened. But I have to warn you, the conversion rate of that thing is ridiculously high, but the consumption is also extremely terrifying."

The logistics officer walked up to Lin Yuan, looking down at him. "The mutant nest is a stomach that can never be filled. Throw ordinary wild animal meat in, and it won't even make a ripple."

"To keep it running, you need to use the flesh and blood of high-level monsters. Your 1 million faith points may seem like a lot, but if you really want to buy high-level meat, it won't even be enough to fill a tooth gap."

The logistics officer sneered, "You've got quite the appetite, kid. Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?"

Lin Yuan met the logistics officer's gaze without flinching.

"That's why I came to you," Lin Yuan said calmly. "Please advise me, sir. I only care about cost-effectiveness; as long as it's plentiful, cheap, and contains high energy."

"As for the level of pollution, side effects, or taste, I don't care about any of them."

The logistics officer was stunned.

Don't they care about pollution?

Any living flesh and blood, once tainted by the pollution of the abyss, will pollute the earth's veins after being placed in the divine realm.

If this continues, the entire divine realm will collapse.

Does this kid really have a death wish, or does he have some special methods?

The logistics officer gave Lin Yuan a deep look and said no more.

He turned around, walked to the main control panel, and quickly entered a series of decryption commands on the holographic keyboard.

"Since you're not afraid of death and only care about cost-effectiveness," the logistics officer said, hands on the control panel, without turning his head, "then buy this one."

The light on the main screen suddenly dimmed.

An encrypted file was forcibly retrieved.

The holographic image unfolded in mid-air.

It was a huge, writhing mass of dark brown, rotting flesh covered with murky eyes and tentacles.

This piece of meat had no fixed shape; it looked like a puddle of mud.

The surface constantly secretes a viscous green liquid, which drips onto the virtual terrain, corroding deep pits.

Even through the virtual screen, Lin Yuan could feel a nauseating stench and mental pollution.

"【Abyssal Tai Sui Flesh Mass】." The logistics officer pointed to the rotten flesh on the screen and introduced it:

"A Gold-tier Abyssal Companion. This thing has no offensive capabilities whatsoever; it can't even defeat a rat. But its vitality is extremely strong."

The logistics officer emphasized, "As long as there's soil, as long as there's water, even strong acid, it can multiply indefinitely. Cut off one pound, and it'll grow ten pounds tomorrow."

The logistics officer turned around and leaned against the control panel.

"When the military discovered this thing, they thought they had found the perfect, unlimited military rations."

"We went to great lengths to bring it back to the fortress, even enlisting more than a dozen true gods of light to repeatedly purify it. And what was the result? After purification, it was made into meat chops for the suicide squad to try."

"Those who ate it all mutated into madmen covered in eyes the next day. In the end, we had no choice but to shoot them all."

"This thing's genes are engraved with the most primal, mutated curse of the abyss. Purification is completely useless." The logistics officer tapped the table.

"Therefore, this kind of gold-grade rotten meat is piled up like mountains in the military's No. 3 top-secret military supply depot."

"Every day, a large amount of energy field is needed to suppress its growth rate."

He stared at Lin Yuan and grinned: "But if you really load the [Flesh and Blood Mutation Nest], if your divine realm can really withstand this extreme pollution."

"Then this stuff is the perfect fuel. On the black market, a ton of gold-grade monster flesh costs at least 100,000 faith points."

The logistics officer held up one finger.

"I'll process this as a battle-damaged item for you. One hundred faith points, I'll sell you a ton!"

One hundred faith points, one ton of gold-grade flesh and blood.

This price, if word got out, would make all the unscrupulous black market dealers line up to hang themselves.

A ton of regular silver-grade monster flesh costs tens of thousands of faith points.

This is practically free.

Or rather, the logistics officer was just looking for a sucker to help the military clear out its stockpiled junk.

"Okay." Lin Yuan replied without hesitation.

He raised his wrist, connected to the payment interface on the control panel, and said, "I'll buy 50,000 tons!"

A crisp "beep" sounded.

500 million faith points were transferred to the military's public account.

The logistics officer froze on the spot.

He stared wide-eyed at the fluctuating numbers on the account, then glanced at Lin Yuan.

Fifty thousand tons?

This kid bought 50,000 tons of this highly toxic rotten meat without even blinking!

The logistics officer gasped, his previously bloodshot and irritable eyes suddenly turning fervent.

The way they looked at Lin Yuan was as if they were looking at a radiant God of Wealth.

The pile of disgusting carcass meat in the military supply depot had always been a source of anxiety for him, the logistics officer.

Every year, a significant amount of military spending is consumed in order to deal with and suppress that rotting flesh.

Now, this kid not only helped him clear out his inventory, but also paid him five million.

"Good lad!" The logistics officer slapped Lin Yuan on the shoulder with such force that it almost broke him apart.

His impatience vanished instantly, replaced by a wide grin that revealed his back teeth.

"You emptied one-tenth of the Tai Sui inventory in Supply Depot No. 3 with that one-shot! You've done me a huge favor!"

The logistics officer turned and lunged at the control panel, his hands flying across the keyboard. "Put supplies for the front lines aside! I'll arrange three heavy transport ships for you right away!"

"Airdrop these 50,000 tons of Tai Sui meat directly to your divine realm coordinates!"

"It can be delivered in as little as two hours!"

"Thank you, sir." Lin Yuan nodded in thanks.

He looked at the red text on the screen that read "Shipped" and a smile appeared on his face.

50,000 tons of gold-grade deep-sea oyster shell.

This deal was incredibly profitable.

With these live feeds, and combined with the transformation of the semi-transcendent [Liquid Gold Blood-Devouring Demon Tree].

The population of all races within the divine realm will experience an explosive growth in a very short period of time.

The 20,000 tyrants were just the beginning.

What he wants is a cataclysmic event that crushes everything.