Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The moment the Tai Sui meat hit the ground, it released the distorted aura of a creature associated with the abyss.

The stench was so strong it was nauseating, and even the red and green radiation storm couldn't suppress it.

The surface of the dark brown flesh rapidly bulged, covered with countless murky eyeballs, and thousands of sticky tentacles waved in the air.

Upon contact with the carbonized earth's crust, the strong acidic viscous liquid at the bottom of the *Tai Sui* meat corroded large, deep pits.

What's even more terrifying is its rate of proliferation.

The cells that had been frozen and dormant began to revive after being exposed to the high concentration of poisonous gas and blood rain within the divine realm.

The mass of flesh expanded like an inflating balloon, splitting into two, then into four.

In just a few minutes, the 50,000 tons of Tai Sui piled up looked even bigger than before.

This is the most unsolvable byproduct of the abyss.

As long as there is energy and water, it can devour and reproduce indefinitely.

"Trying to turn the tables?" Lin Yuan hovered in mid-air, looking down at the sea of ​​flesh of the Tai Sui, his eyes unwavering.

A thought arose.

The Liquid Gold Blood-Devouring Demon Tree, stimulated by high-level flesh and blood, began to go berserk.

Tens of thousands of liquid metal roots broke through the soil and, in an extremely savage manner, plunged into the core of the Tai Sui fleshy mass.

"Sizzle—"

A corrosive sound rang out.

The venom of the *Tai Sui* attempted to dissolve the metal roots, but was forcibly reversed by the [super-fast toxin metabolism].

The deadly venom transformed into nutrients, flowing upwards along the metal's veins.

Sensing the threat, the countless eyes on its surface widened simultaneously, and its tentacles began to strangle the metal roots with all their might.

But in the face of this demonic tree, the resistance of the gold-level Tai Sui was meaningless.

The canopy of the magic tree swayed gently, and the sharp metallic leaves rubbed against each other.

Hundreds of thousands of metallic cocoons hanging from the tree trunk.

With the infusion of massive amounts of high-level life energy, it began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After observing for a while and confirming that there was no risk, Lin Yuan...

He withdrew his divine sense, and his consciousness returned to reality.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

The night was deep, and the three heavy transport ships had long since departed.

Lin Yuan pushed open the villa gate and walked along the tree-lined path inside the sanatorium toward the special care rehabilitation area.

Xinghuo Sanatorium is a military-affiliated institution, and its residents are retired officers and veterans.

Just as I stepped outside the lobby of the rehabilitation center, a loud, arrogant laugh pierced through the glass door.

"Old Chen, oh Old Chen, I'm not bragging! Back in the day, on the seventh line of defense in the Abyss, when I chopped down three Silver-level Flame Demons with a single battle blade, you were still hauling manure in the logistics department!"

Lin Yuan pushed open the door and entered.

In the center of the spacious rehabilitation hall, seven or eight veterans who were missing arms or legs were gathered.

At the very center of the crowd stood Lin Yuan's adoptive father, Old Lin.

At this moment, Lao Lin was completely different from the hunched and decadent figure he had been in the slums.

After several days of comprehensive repairs in the advanced divine source cabin.

His withered face became rosy and full, and his cloudy eyes regained their luster.

Most notably, his right trouser leg was fitted with a mechanical leg that had a distinctly heavy metal feel.

The military's latest combat readiness equipment - neural-connected powered armor.

Old Lin was stomping his expensive power leg on the floor, making a loud thud, and showing it off to his old friends around him with great enthusiasm.

"See that? A special supply for the military! That old bastard Xiao Lie personally approved the note." Old Lin slapped his thigh, spitting as he spoke:

"Not only can it run and jump, but it also has a built-in miniature energy-concentrating array."

"One kick and he could blow up a heavy armored vehicle like it's nothing!"

A veteran sitting in a wheelchair nearby, who had lost both arms, rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, Lao Lin, just keep bragging."

"Commander Xiao only approved this because of your role in covering the retreat back then, right? It's all because you have a good son!"

Another old man, blind in one eye, smacked his lips, his face full of envy, jealousy, and resentment: "Who says otherwise? He was directly recruited into the Starfire Legion, and he's even a top-level strategic specialist."

"Old Lin, you've lived a truly fulfilling life. Who else has the good fortune to raise such a prodigy?"

Old Lin listened with immense satisfaction, his chin practically pointing to the sky: "Absolutely! Look who raised him. Back when I was teaching him to use a knife..."

"dad."

A voice interrupted Old Lin's incessant chatter.

Lin Yuan stood on the periphery of the crowd, his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his lips.

The hall fell silent.

Several veterans who had been joining in the commotion just moments before straightened their backs instinctively when they saw Lin Yuan.

Although Lin Yuan is young, he is now a high-ranking military official.

Their status is much higher than that of these retired soldiers.

When Lao Lin saw Lin Yuan, his arrogant and domineering attitude subsided a bit.

He subconsciously rubbed his hands together, his face flushing slightly, though the smile that was about to burst from his eyes was impossible to hide.

"Yuanzi, why are you out here? Why aren't you resting inside?" Old Lin walked over, his mechanical legs moving on the ground without pausing for a moment.

It has clearly adapted completely to neural connections.

"I've finished my work, so I came to see how your recovery is going." Lin Yuan glanced at Old Lin's mechanical leg and face.

The Divine Source Pod was indeed powerful, not only reshaping his limbs but also removing the hidden injuries that had accumulated in Lao Lin's body for many years.

"Great! I feel like I could kill a bull with one punch!" Old Lin patted his chest, then glanced at the clock on the wall and quickly said:

"Are you hungry? Come on, let's go home. Dad will make your favorite braised pork when we get back!"

After saying that, Old Lin turned around and waved to the veterans, "Brothers, you're on your way! I'll treat you to drinks later!"

The veterans waved and laughed, their eyes full of envy.

Half an hour later.

The restaurant on the first floor.

The dining table was laden with dishes made from high-level monster meat.

The braised pork belly is made from the belly meat of silver-grade humming pigs, which is fatty but not greasy, and has a translucent appearance.

Lin Yuan picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The aroma of the meat filled the air, and it melted in his mouth.

"Eat more if you like it. These ingredients are specially supplied by the military region's logistics department. In the past, my son and I couldn't even get a bite of them during the New Year."

Old Lin sat opposite, not eating himself, but resting his chin on his hands and watching Lin Yuan eat with a smile on his face.

As Lin Yuan chewed, he raised his left hand and casually tapped a few times on the screen of his personal terminal.

Ding!

The old personal terminal on Lao Lin's wrist suddenly beeped with a notification sound.

Old Lin was startled and quickly looked down to open the screen.

A light screen popped up, and a huge line of golden numbers jumped in the center of the screen.

[Your public account has received a transfer of 5,000,000 Faith Points.]

The smile on Lao Lin's face froze.

He rubbed his eyes, tapped the screen with his index finger, counting one zero at a time.

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions..." Old Lin gasped, his voice trembling, "Five...five million faith points?!"

Lin Yuan swallowed the meat in his mouth and pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"Resettlement allowance. A special allowance from the military, personally approved by Commander Xiao Lie."

Lin Yuan continued, "Take this money as pocket money. If you want to drink, go to the Spirit Fruit Brew shop on the Star Network. If you want to play cards, go ahead and have fun."

"Stop drinking that harmful, low-quality synthetic alcohol. If you need more money, just ask me anytime."

Old Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt as if his throat was blocked by a wad of water-soaked cotton.

Five million, pocket money.

He stared blankly at the young man opposite him.

The face was still handsome, but the restraint and awkwardness he had felt in the slums were gone.

Old Lin suddenly realized.

The fledgling eagle that I had once protected with all my might.

I don't know when, but it has grown into a mighty eagle that can soar through the sky.

"You brat, you've got money to burn..." Old Lin muttered, his voice trembling.

His eyes suddenly reddened.

My vision blurred rapidly, and I couldn't even see the food on the table.

Old Lin stood up and turned his back to Lin Yuan.

He pretended to go to the kitchen to get a soup spoon, and haphazardly wiped his face with his large hands.

"You've made something of yourself... You've really made something of yourself..."

Old Lin lowered his voice, his shoulders twitching slightly as he turned away from Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan sat in his original seat, looking at Old Lin's broad and energetic back, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

The path to godhood is long and bloody.

He was ruthless and decisive in killing within the divine realm, and desperately strived to become stronger.

Isn't this the moment we've been waiting for?

To enable those around us to live with dignity and with their heads held high.

Lin Yuan lowered his head and continued to eat the braised pork in his bowl.