Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

With the contract established, an option to be managed by a god appeared on Lin Yuan's divine domain panel.

A one-way resource channel has been formally established.

This means that as long as Lin Yuan is willing.

With a single thought, he could drain all the resources in Fatty Wang's divine realm.

It is not only a complete subordination of power, but also a disguised protection mechanism.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, and his consciousness descended once more into the Wasteland God Realm.

He did not look at the tyrant in the center of the basin.

Turning our gaze to the edge of the divine realm, to the swarm of dark gold poisonous insects.

These formerly decaying cockroaches, after undergoing the baptism of the law, have survived with an extremely tenacious vitality.

"Initiate creation extraction."

A dark golden light flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes as he locked onto a group of poisonous miasma insects below.

[Extraction successful. Obtained Iron-level conceptual term: Abnormal Survival Resilience (significantly enhances the host's adaptability to harsh environments and toxin resistance).]

With a flick of his finger, Lin Yuan summoned hundreds of extremely pure wasteland poison crystals that floated before him.

These poisonous crystals, having been boiled by the earth's veins for a long time, are extremely toxic.

Let alone a pig, even an ordinary bronze-level monster would die from organ dissolution if it were to eat it rashly.

Lin Yuan consumed faith points to implant the inscription into the poison crystal.

The green light flowed, and the frenzied aura on the surface of the poison crystal subsided, gaining an extra layer of eerie vitality.

"Teleport."

With a thought, Lin Yuan summoned these modified [Wasteland Poison Crystals].

Following the passage of laws, it was placed into Fatty Wang's grassland divine realm.

In the real world, in a restaurant.

Fatty Wang swallowed hard as he looked at the hundreds of glowing stones that had appeared out of nowhere above his divine realm.

"Crush these poison crystals and mix them into your pig feed."

Lin Yuan leaned back in his chair and stated, "At least 70% will die after the first feeding."

Fatty Wang shuddered.

70%.

He painstakingly amassed over 10,000 humming pigs.

This would kill most of them; normally, he would be heartbroken.

Lin Yuan looked at him, "But as long as they can survive, they will be our strategic food supply."

"Let's do it!" the fat man gritted his teeth.

He had an almost blind trust in Lin Yuan.

Since we're going to be destroyed by the big guilds anyway, we might as well take a gamble.

Afterwards, the fat man said goodbye and returned home.

After returning home, the fat man closed his eyes and his consciousness sank into the divine realm.

Following Lin Yuan's instructions, he crushed the wasteland poison crystals into powder.

It is mixed into rye grass feed and fed to the snoring pigs on the vast grasslands.

The flow of time in the Divine Realm is very different from that in reality.

Only four days had passed in the real world, but in the fat man's divine realm, nearly a month had already passed.

For the past two weeks, cries of anguish have echoed across the grasslands.

The pigs that ate the poisonous crystal feed developed pustules all over their bodies and rolled around on the ground.

The toxins damaged their internal organs, and their genetic chains began to collapse under the erosion of the wasteland's laws.

One after another, the grunting pigs fell down, turning into pools of foul-smelling blood, even corroding the surrounding grass completely.

On the first day of the God Realm era, half of them died.

The next day, the remaining pig herd was reduced to less than four thousand.

The fat man watched this scene from his home, his eyes bloodshot and breathing heavily.

But he stubbornly refused to cut off the supply of the poisoned feed.

Until the twenty-eighth day of the Divine Realm.

The remaining eight hundred grunting pigs on the grassland finally stopped howling.

Their originally plump and pink bodies underwent a dramatic transformation under the dual reshaping of toxins and vocabulary.

The pigskin on its body surface turned into a tough, dark black keratin layer, and its body size increased dramatically.

It grew from half a meter tall into a behemoth comparable to an adult bull.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they exhaled a slightly acidic white vapor from their nostrils. Their fangs were like two curved blades.

[Mutant Black Demon Pig].

[Rank: Black Iron Eight Stars]

【Characteristics: The flesh contains a high concentration of ferocious blood energy, resulting in an extremely short breeding cycle. They are also brutal in nature.】

"It's...it's done!" In reality, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes, trembling with excitement.

He was originally a powerless pig, only good for food.

It actually skipped several minor ranks and became a high-ranking Black Iron mutated monster!

"Beep—"

Lin Yuan's personal terminal suddenly popped up a communication request.

As soon as the call connected, the fat man's holographic projection appeared, his chubby face turning bright red. He was so excited that he almost knelt down before Lin Yuan on the other side of the screen.

"Brother Yuan! No, Godfather! Eight hundred have survived! And they've started mating like crazy; their reproduction rate is more than twice as fast as before!"

"From now on, I'll buy all the Black Demon Pigs you produce every day at an insider price." Lin Yuan was sitting on his sofa at home, looking at the terminal projection, his expression calm.

This was exactly what he had expected.

With the entry as a safety net, if these pigs can't even withstand this much poison, then they're not qualified to be food for the monsters.

Lin Yuan made some adjustments to the Divine Realm panel.

The hundreds of mutated mud crabs and demonized vultures in the divine realm that had been eliminated, were mutilated but still had fierce fighting power.

They were sold to the fat man in bulk through a distribution channel at extremely low cost.

The fat man stared at the hundreds of bronze-level warriors that had suddenly appeared in his divine realm, his mind buzzing.

With this batch of mutated units that can coordinate air and ground attacks, plus the high health recovery provided by the Black Pig, we can achieve great success.

His fighting prowess among ordinary civilian students is unmatched.

Even with the specialization exam, maintaining your grade level is no problem.

"Bloodblade Guild... Screw the guild!" The fat man clenched his fist on the other end of the communicator, his confidence stronger than ever before.

After dealing with the fat man's matter, Lin Yuan sat alone in his bedroom on the second floor.

Open your personal terminal and take stock of your current assets.

More than half of the 200 million military funding remains.

I'm about to go find some equipment to enhance the Berserker's Living Armor.

Just then, the terminal screen went completely black.

A dark red star-shaped totem representing the military emerged.

A virtual coordinate invitation popped up.

Sender: Xiao Lie, Commander-in-Chief of the Spark Legion.

"The Commander-in-Chief summoned you personally?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yuan picked up the virtual reality headset on the table, put it on, and clicked to accept the teleportation.

When Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast, boundless, deep, and cold cosmic sky.

There was no air around, only a suffocating sense of vacuum and visible, violent energy turbulence tearing through the void.

Lin Yuan stood on a floating fragment of a meteorite.

The dark gold demigod shield automatically rose to protect against the surrounding interstellar radiation.

"Look down."

Xiao Lie's deep, authoritative voice rang in Lin Yuan's ears.

Lin Yuan turned his head and found that Xiao Lie was standing on another meteorite about ten meters away from him.

This iron-fisted military commander was not wearing a uniform.

Clad in a dark gold interstellar armor covered in knife marks, his eyes blazed as he stared down.

Following Xiao Lie's guidance, Lin Yuan looked down.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breath hitched.

Below lies a vast cosmic battlefield, too vast to be measured in numbers.

In the core region of this galaxy dwells a deep-sea demon god whose size rivals that of an asteroid.

The monster had no fixed form; it was like a lump of flesh kneaded together from countless corpses, eyeballs, and dark matter.

It simply remained there, and the terrifying gravitational pull it emitted caused large areas of the surrounding void to collapse and shatter.

Dozens of desolate, dead stars were wrapped up by its tentacles and crushed as easily as crumpling cookies.

Opposite to that demon god.

It is a legion of tens of millions of interstellar mechs, forming a steel Great Wall stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers, with full firepower.

The high-ranking angel legion condensed a giant sword of holy light, tens of millions of feet long, in the starry sky, cleaving through the darkness.

Hundreds of true god-level powerhouses, who could wield thunder and tread on galaxies, traversed the asteroid belt, unleashing world-destroying beams of law.

The collision of various energies, each explosion, bursts out with light a thousand times more dazzling than a supernova explosion.

The void was shattered into chaos, and countless mech wrecks and the corpses of believers fell into the abyss like raindrops.

That's huge.

It was too tragic.

Lin Yuan stood on the meteorite, looking down at the war scene below, a scene powerful enough to destroy several Jiangcheng cities.

The demigod power within him was insignificant compared to such immense power, less than a speck of dust.

The intense visual impact instantly shattered Lin Yuan's slight complacency stemming from the Divine Realm's massive military buildup and enormous wealth.

"Did you see that?"

Xiao Lie stood with his hands behind his back, his voice piercing through the vacuum and reaching Lin Yuan's ears.

"This is the true war of the divine kingdoms."

Xiao Lie turned his head, his gaze falling on Lin Yuan, his tone devoid of any emotion.

"Those so-called high-level monsters you killed in the real-world exam, and those mutated goblins you were so proud of."

"In the face of this thing, we don't even have the right to be cannon fodder."

Xiao Lie raised his hand and pointed at the asteroid-like demon below: "What you killed were nothing more than dandruff falling from its body."

Lin Yuan remained silent, his fists clenching slightly.

He did not refute it.

Because what Xiao Lie said was true.

Faced with the true abyss of interstellar space, the geniuses and the struggles of powerful families in Jiangcheng are like bacteria in a petri dish fighting for nutrients.

"The commander showed me these things not just to give me a warning, right?" Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze, his eyes regaining their composure.

A hint of admiration flashed in Xiao Lie's eyes.

If it were any other high school student, they would have been terrified and their legs would have gone weak at the knees upon seeing this.

It's truly remarkable that Lin Yuan was able to regain his composure so quickly.