Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Chapter 61: The poison that others avoid like the plague, I've got it all covered!

The logistics officer was hurling insults at the communications channel, spitting onto the screen.

He heard the doorbell ring and turned around angrily.

Upon recognizing Lin Yuan as the visitor, the logistics officer's irritation vanished instantly.

"Oh my, isn't this Commissioner Lin!"

The logistics officer strode forward, his face beaming with smiles, his tone so warm that even the adjutant passing by couldn't help but glance at him.

The logistics officer was in a great mood.

This guy has Commander Xiao Lie's backing and is very generous; he's a big spender who doesn't care about money.

Most importantly, it has only been less than a month since the last transaction.

This kid was standing in front of me again, completely unharmed.

The logistics officer looked Lin Yuan up and down, inwardly praising him.

The 50,000 tons of "deep-sea turtle meat" in the No. 3 military supply depot had an extremely high contamination index.

Even a tiny bit of contamination in an ordinary divine realm would cause ecological collapse.

This kid not only accepted everything without question, but judging from his calm and composed demeanor, he had clearly already completely digested that batch of rotten flesh.

"No wonder Commander Xiao has his eye on him, he's a real monster," the logistics officer thought to himself.

"Sir," Lin Yuan went straight to the point, "I'm here to get some goods."

"Sure thing! What high-level resources does Commissioner Lin want this time? As long as it's in the supply depot, I'll get it for you!" The logistics officer patted his chest and assured him.

"I don't need high-level resources." Lin Yuan shook his head. "I need Abyss Tai Sui meat, the more the better. In addition, I also need a lot of metal scrap."

The logistics officer was stunned.

He scratched his messy hair, thinking he had misheard.

"Metal scrap? What do you need that for?"

"Starship wreckage, scrapped mech shells, fragments of discarded heavy weapons—I want it all, as long as it contains high-strength alloy components."

Lin Yuan spoke calmly, stating the core requirements: "The most important point is that it must be cheap, in large quantities, and offer the best value for money."

The logistics officer looked at Lin Yuan with a complicated expression.

Other people's deities have come to the logistics department.

They were all begging and pleading to exchange for high-level spirit stones, pure magic crystals, and sacred spring water.

This kid is something else, he makes a living by recycling scrap metal.

"Your request... is really unconventional." The logistics officer clicked his tongue, turned around and walked to the control panel, rapidly typing on the keyboard.

"Since you specifically asked to collect scraps, I might as well take this opportunity to clean up the logistics department's waste landfill."

A long list popped up on the screen.

"300 million tons of deeply contaminated Tai Sui meatballs." The logistics officer slid his finger down, "plus 200 million tons of starship hulls and heavy mech wreckage towed back from the front lines."

The logistics officer held up one finger: "The package deal is 100 million."

"You absolutely won't find another place in the entire military region with such a drastically reduced price."

"make a deal."

Lin Yuan decisively allocated 100 million faith points.

After completing the handover, Lin Yuan turned and left.

The logistics officer stared at the huge sum of money that had appeared in the account.

Watching Lin Yuan's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, she let out a deep breath.

"These young people are truly formidable." The logistics officer shook his head, then turned to the communication channel and continued to roar:

"Why haven't the Seventh Army's supplies been loaded onto the ships yet! Do they all want to go to the front lines and starve?!"

A flash of white light.

Lin Yuan took off his virtual reality headset.

The roar outside the villa was deafening.

More than a dozen heavy military transport ships landed in succession.

The mountain of metal debris and specially made containers filled with the flesh of the Tai Sui were dumped onto the open ground.

Lin Yuan opened the window and looked at the "garbage mountain" outside, without rushing to open the divine realm passage.

These are only enough to cover the food supply and armor upgrades for the monsters.

This level of preparation is far from sufficient to meet the upcoming great test of the Demon God Realm.

He sat back down at his desk and opened the S-level access section of the military's internal trading network.

There are still over 400 million faith points left in the account.

Lin Yuan began a shopping spree.

His search criteria were extremely stringent: cheap resources containing negative keywords, highly polluted, extremely dangerous, and extremely disliked by mainstream deities.

Soon, a batch of items that met the criteria popped up on the light screen.

【Deeply Polluted Netherworld Dead Water】: Originating from the fourth layer of the abyss, it contains extreme corrosiveness and death energy. The price is extremely low; one million tons can be purchased for 100,000 Faith Points.

"Buy." Lin Yuan clicked the buy button without hesitation.

His River Styx needs to be expanded.

The river in that divine realm is still too narrow.

If these millions of tons of dead water from the underworld were poured in, it would be enough to create several tributaries of the River Styx.

Highly enriched uranium ore tailings: mineral waste that emits highly radioactive pollution.

Lin Yuan bought 100,000 tons in one go.

This thing would be a life-extinguishing poison in other divine realms.

But in his wasteland, this is the finest fuel for the [Wasteland Radiation Tower].

It could double the mutation rate of a radiation storm.

[Rotten flesh and blood swamp mud]: Five million tons.

[Heavy metal toxic fog compressed canister]: 100,000 units.

[Landfill soil containing the corpses of the demonic insects]: Ten million tons.

......

Lin Yuan went on a shopping spree on the trading website, clicking away with his fingers, treating the military's intranet like a large wholesale market.

He specifically targets pollution sources that others wouldn't even glance at.

With the support of the [Creation Extraction] talent.

These so-called negative pollutants can all be transformed into real resources.

After purchasing these environmental modification supplies, Lin Yuan set his sights on the special card section.

The troop strength is still too small.

He spent 20 million Faith Points to purchase a [Gold-level Procreation Card].

This thing can forcibly increase the reproduction rate of all creatures in the divine realm by forty times within ten years.

Finally, Lin Yuan took a deep breath and opened the Premium Time Card section.

[Advanced Time Acceleration Card (Century Span)]

Lin Yuan clicked to purchase.

A red warning box immediately popped up on the screen.

[WARNING! Advanced Time Acceleration Card is extremely dangerous!]

[Note 1: During the acceleration period, the Divine Realm will be in a state of closed evolution for a century. If a divine consciousness forcibly descends and stays for more than three seconds, its soul will be torn apart by the chaotic temporal turbulence!]

[Note 2: Over a span of one hundred years, the divine realm will be completely free from the intervention and control of the gods. If the ecological cycle within the divine realm is incomplete, it could easily trigger a chain reaction of great famine, excessive war, and resource depletion, leading to the complete extinction of the divine race!]

[Note 3: Please ensure your divine realm possesses extremely strong self-repair capabilities and a complete food chain! Every year, over 30% of newly promoted demigods experience divine realm collapse due to the misuse of time cards!]

The flashing red warning text was alarming.

It's a big gamble.

A complete de-management period of five hundred years.

No god dares to guarantee that his followers will be free from miracles.

They lived peacefully for a hundred years.

Hunger, disease, civil war—any tiny variable.

Under accelerated time, these effects would be magnified infinitely, ultimately leading to the extinction of the entire race.

But Lin Yuan looked at the warning message without paying any attention to it.

Needless to say, the food was delicious.

Ecological collapse?

Wastelands do not have a complete ecosystem.

In Lin Yuan's divine realm, death is never the end.