Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 171 Calculation and Obsession

reality.

Several high-ranking members of the killing cult revealed a hint of contempt.

Some people scoffed, "What kind of incantation god is this? Even if he were a real god, he'd still have to obediently eat dirt behind our backs."

"If we can't leave the spirit realm, they won't be able to catch us!"

Someone revealed the truth: "They are just two ordinary factory workers who were born into the spirit world as native babies, a first prize won by a new type of lottery!"

Another person said, "He's nothing but a clown in a mural, a paper figure living in a nonexistent story."

His eyes gleamed with arrogance.

"He will grow old and perish in an era; the fruits of civilization he leaves behind will be the only trace of his existence."

Finally, the leader of the Tu Shi Sect smiled slightly: "Everyone, we should return the divine artifacts we took from the Spirit Realm."

"Indeed, if the divine object remains in reality for too long, those companies with their keen senses will definitely find our location quickly and try to seize it!"

The divine object has already fallen into their hands.

Bringing the divine object back to the spirit world makes it even more difficult to seize.

They can also keep changing hands over divine objects, creating divine soul disasters!
They slowly wore down that Zhu You god until he died.

Once he dies, the era will fall into the hands of people like him.

After the shamanic ritual object, they would also snatch the second ritual object.

They gave a slight, sinister smile:

"That Ji Qianfan is truly foolish. He couldn't win as a shaman, so now it's our turn, the second-generation shaman, to win!"

The years are long.

The shaman lived in 261.

Zhu You Shen Ying Qing embarked on the path of immortality. Although he traveled all over the world in search of shamanic and divine objects, he could not find them, but his prestige and power grew stronger and stronger.

Vitality, energy, and spirit should be cultivated simultaneously.

The extent of his immortal cultivation is now unknown.

Every time he soared through the sky, he carried with him an awe-inspiring aura as vast as the ocean, leaving the cities below in awe.

"It's truly unimaginable just how powerful the methods of immortality are!"

"If the other party hadn't used bizarre methods to constantly move the divine object, it would probably have been sealed away, easily annihilating the soul calamity on earth!"

"This is a celestial being of this era, whose power overwhelms heaven and earth, and who is invincible."

Every tribe and kingdom on earth sang of their king with worship and praise.

pity.

The world is too big.

Even though this person traveled tirelessly to save cities in various places.

It was just a drop of water entering the lake, and it didn't cause much of a ripple in the disasters of the whole world.

After all, he did not spread his influence; his personal power was concentrated in one person.

The rampage of the divine object spread wildly and chaotically over a wide area, which was extremely terrifying.

He was overwhelmed with other matters and could only indirectly pass on martial arts and the method of transmitting essence blood, which was the only way he could help the people.

However, some people wept and held a pessimistic attitude.

"As you can see, for decades, the God of Healing has never stopped moving around, constantly traveling across the land. I'm afraid he's suffered from overwork and countless hidden injuries."

"They have begun to devour human lifespans again, becoming gods and demons who strip away lifespans in the world!"

Many people lamented and grieved, watching the king who roamed the earth.

Several decades have passed.

During this period, shamanic and magical objects appeared suddenly in various places, bringing down all kinds of calamities.

These ambitious members of the shamanic priest clan lurk in the shadows, operating in small groups and constantly luring souls from all directions, avoiding direct confrontation with the shamanic priests.

They were waiting for this immortal to perish.

"Did you notice? All that spiritual energy has vanished into thin air."

"He perfected the path of essence, energy, and spirit, but now he lacks the continuous replenishment of the spiritual energy, which has led to the aging of his body."

“Zhu You Shen only cultivated martial arts and was fine, but now he cultivates essence, qi and spirit, which have been completely integrated into his body and cannot be reversed. Now his immortal body is lacking qi and his body is withering.”

"In that battle back then, he won with his immortal body, but now his immortal body has become his death warrant."

"Immortal, without breath, can you live?"

"I cannot live! I cannot live!"

This is the method used by hot carp.

He forbids anyone who possesses his own electric divine power from entering the spirit world.

Cut off the source of the other party's Qi and divine power replenishment.

He was always known as a swordsmanship genius at Rehe Heavy Industry, and was even surrounded by two women, Reli and Reji, who were jealous of each other.

Although the two women are mortal enemies and do not truly like him, they fight with him as their center.

But this also proves his popularity among the younger generation.

Yet, despite his extraordinary talent, he was inferior to an ordinary native who wasn't born a saint, which stirred a slight jealousy in him.

Jealousy, anger, and fear—these emotions sprouted in my heart like seeds breaking through their shells.

Nourished by the hostility and insults on the internet, this seed gradually grew into a towering tree.

This fueled his resentment.

He wanted to prove himself by killing this immortal from the spirit world remotely!
The essence, energy, and spirit of the three hosts are vying for power. He must first kill this terrifying opponent from afar.

Hot Carp thought to himself indifferently, "This world is full of turmoil; how could someone like you, a peasant, possibly have a chance to rise up?"

"They are just children born in the spirit world to two low-level heavy workers."

"Do you know about the struggles between different factions? Do you understand the ways of the world?"

“If this were here, you peasant, you wouldn’t even be worthy of seeing us.”

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"This is to teach you a lesson, to make you listen to me."

"Next, you can only cut yourself off, break away from the path of immortality, and become a zombie that only cultivates essence and blood again."

"However, your body is ultimately incomplete. I'm afraid that in order to survive in the future, you can only become a zombie by devouring the essence and blood of all living beings to replenish your missing parts."

The image was already in his mind's eye.

The other party reverted to its original form, withered and dried up.

It transformed into a terrifying, indestructible flying zombie, sucking the lifeblood from city after city, causing all living beings on earth to wither and becoming the source of fear.

"What hero?"

"I'd like to see how you choose."

A shadow crossed his eyes as he said calmly, "History repeats itself, civilizations rise and fall, and in the end, you, young and passionate, will only become one of us."

There are two kinds of interests among people in this world: to corrupt heroes and to persuade evildoers to do good.

A twisted, triumphant smile appeared on Hot Carp's face, a smile he himself didn't even realize was on his face.

Hahaha.
Why.

Why is he so highly regarded?

Why was he allowed to live in that era, while we were taken away and severely disciplined from birth?

Even as babies, we had to endure all sorts of harsh education, and were frequently beaten and scolded.

Want to become the hero of your dreams? That only happens in fairy tales.

He chuckled softly, his face filled with resentment and madness. "What a piece of trash. I'm looking forward to you getting covered in filth."

"Back then, you became a demon god. I'd like to see what those guys on the internet have to say."

Divine calamities erupted and spread.

The world is full of monsters that devour lifespans and plunder souls.

The God of Zhuyou was betrayed by two other mysterious beings, the God of Qi and the God of Demons. The era of immortals had just begun, but it was already heading towards its end.

In this world, they are not allowed to have immortals!

on earth.

Many people saw the withered and emaciated Zhuyou god traveling through various countries and tribes.

They were overcome with grief.

How hateful! Those evil gods and demons truly intend to enslave us humans on earth! They even plotted against our ruler!

They give us no hope and treat us like roadside weeds!

"We are willing to help you."

"This is not just a matter for one person, one tribe, or one country."

Many heroes also stepped forward during this catastrophe, shedding their blood and sweat to draw talismans and protect the city.

This scene has occurred many times throughout human history.

Whenever death looms, there are always those who step forward, and their cries spread courage among millions of compatriots like a new divine calamity.

Those burning passions will transform into sparks of a new era.

"Everyone, please follow me." This Zhuyou deity, Ying Qing, showed no fear.

at this time.

A phantom figure descended from the clouds in the sky, followed by a maid.

He was enveloped in a vibrant aura of longevity, as if standing atop the world for millennia, his appearance unchanged through the ages, immortal in the world.

"What are your plans next?"

The man said calmly, "You can cut yourself and survive. Only if you live can you better protect this land."

The maid behind him felt helpless.

The immortal deity truly lived at will, appearing out of nowhere.

You clearly said you wouldn't let me change history every time I came in, but you yourself are so casual about it?
"Are you... other gods?"

When Zhu You Shen saw the two mysterious figures, he did not ask who they were.

Because in the current situation, it makes no sense.

He answered irrelevantly, recounting an experience instead:
“A few days ago, I passed through a village and saw a mother protecting her daughter, praying to the underworld messenger who was taking her life. She used her own blood and essence to make incense oil and burned it, and she also used her life to make incense money as an offering, begging the messenger to spare her daughter.”

“I arrived late, and I saw that the ground was covered in red, splattered on the altar where incense oil was offered. The mother was dead, but those scoundrels did not spare the child, even taking away the child’s lifespan.”

Hot Carp, finally able to intervene in history, couldn't help but ask, "Are you very sad?"

Ying Qing shook her head: "I felt neither sadness nor joy at this scene, because I've seen too much of it. I don't know what to do, I only know that I can save as many as I can."

Hot Carp frowned slightly: "You're really irrational! You need to live to save more people! If you die, you'll lose everything!"

As a natural-born saint who received this kind of rational education from childhood, she thought it was simply stupid.

The foolish actions of a brainless peasant.

People like this deserve to die.

Ying Qing lowered her eyes and whispered, "I don't want to live a wretched life. What right do I have to be high and mighty? I am just one of the vast mortals. My life is no different from that of the mother and daughter."

"They said that killing one is no loss for them, and killing a hundred is a huge profit."

"I'm not losing out if I save one, and I'm making a killing if I save a hundred. Why think so much? If I can't stand it, I'll just do it."

"Our struggle began with the first generation of incantation gods and shamans, and perhaps it will continue with history after my death."

He remained remarkably calm, saying, "I am merely one of many gods in this world."

He had previously defeated the sorcerer gods, but a new generation of sorcerer gods appeared. They were a group of even more evil and cruel people who were still consuming human life.

It was only then that Ying Qing realized, in a daze, that the death of that patient was merely the beginning of the birth of the next one.

The matter is far from over.

seem
And it will never end.

The changing of the world has nothing to do with the successive emperors; someone will always take over the mission of their country.

I am not important either.

Even after one dies, another Zhuyou god will be born, and heroes will follow in his footsteps.

He didn't take his own life or death too seriously.

"What is God, and what is Demon?"

"The path of immortality was destroyed before it could flourish."

"Now that I have become the greatest immortal in the world, I will not back down."

"Please, both of you, make yourselves at home. I am stubborn by nature. When I was a child, I caused chaos in the tribe. The old man scolded me, and I even plucked out his beard at night."

“The tribe talked about me, so I ran away from home and went traveling around.”

He looked at the gods in the sky, realizing he couldn't pluck the beards of these two mysterious men. He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, turned around, and left.

"He's quite a stubborn person." The immortal deity looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Throughout history, there have always been various protagonists of different eras.

This person was extreme and stubborn even in his youth, causing chaos in the tribe, which shows that.

On the other side, as Ying Qing walked, her thoughts became clear, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Here we go again! The difficulty of passing away, which was finally brought under control a hundred years ago, has returned once more."

He walked into the city and looked at his fellow Zhuyou people behind him.

They were all filled with a bloodthirsty and murderous aura, their faces stubborn and unyielding.

We are willing to follow God!

"Stepping onto the path of immortality."

“From the moment we eat yo, we will not submit to God’s slavery.”

"We do not believe in gods! Even if we possess divine objects, we are merely people with divine power, not gods who are high above us."

"We may die, but we will not submit to God!"

"We wish to become immortals with you!"

From this day forward, we will live and die together!

They cut their fingertips, and their blood gushed out as they swore an oath of blood.

His blood, their blood, and the endless blood of many unknown heroes flowed into the same crimson hue.

A brand new mythological era has finally arrived in a grand and imposing manner, with an invincible and absolute presence.

"I want to create a new incantation technique that is no less powerful than the sesame oil method, so that people can avoid the calamities of the soul on earth."

The god of healing had a smile in his eyes, as if he embodied the spirit of this era.

"The blood of countless heroes has been shed to bring about the new world we live in today."

"Today, gods and demons devour human lifespans, and another hundred years of calamity befalls all living beings."

"Gentlemen, this time, after a hundred years, I will travel the earth once again."

"Please come with me, everyone."

(End of this chapter)