Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 334 Sending troops to aid? No, taking advantage of the chaos.

After analyzing the situation, Liu Jun felt it was very likely.

After all, this has historical basis.

We are now equivalent to the first generation of gods.

He was the most primitive, the most barbaric, and the most useless first-generation father.

Historically, could the newly born sixth-order first generation of gods have a good ending?

Your own children, the second generation of gods, the tenth generation of gods, the hundredth generation of gods—there's bound to be one that can defeat you, that can eliminate you, this outdated ancestor who can't keep up with the times!

and.

According to calculation.

Children from the Age of Gods often become stronger as time goes on.

According to this calculation, it does seem to make sense.

Our first generation of gods was indeed a bit weak!

If it weren't for his own cheat codes, he would have been defeated and replaced by the world of the Second Generation of Gods long ago.

Furthermore, Fortuna provided a crucial piece of information.

That newly invaded, incredibly young third-generation world is 30,000 years older than the second-generation world.

This led Liu Jun to a guess.

Every baby in the Age of Gods is 30,000 years older than its father!

They are 30,000 years ahead in each new era, which is the real reason why the new children of the divine age can beat up their old fathers.

Liu Jun seemed to be deep in thought.
"This is a bit strange. Could it be that the world's timeline doesn't flow normally, but rather through childbirth?"

"Every child born pushes history forward by 30,000 years!"

The second generation of divine children is the [Sun Chaos Myth], which takes place 30,000 years later.

The third generation of children is another 30,000 years of [Heavenly Will Myth].

That is
Does the birth of each child signify the beginning of a new mythological era?

The more Liu Jun thought about it, the more interesting it seemed.

The structure of this world is so amazing, with everything interconnected.

And it also repeats the very dark and despairing worldview you had in your previous sixth-tier period.

"Based on this calculation, we original ancient relics are doomed to die."

Thinking of this, God, with Fortuna, had unknowingly arrived at a certain place.

The place where newly born children of the Heavenly Path are imprisoned.

Inside the cage, there was a child named Rigna who was imprisoned.

Regona, the child of destiny, was locked up. Seemingly sensing something, he opened his eyes:
"God, please stop locking me up. I feel like my children and grandchildren are going to kill me."

"My son represents the age of the sun god, my grandson the age of the will of heaven. And I, I represent only the weakest age of God."

"Oh?" God said, "You can actually sense it?"

“Of course,” Rigna said. “I am now like a large, living world, an alternative being, capable of sensing certain orders.”

“I could clearly feel my son was collapsing.”

"Sun Tzu, with his advanced technology and the unparalleled maturity of the will of Heaven, is defeating the era of the Sun God."

Ha ha.

Liu Jun sneered inwardly, "Advanced?"
He felt that the other party was exaggerating.

This Heavenly Will, Li Gao Na, was imprisoned by himself.

So it hasn't developed yet. If it had developed, it might have been very strong, but it probably wouldn't have been overwhelmingly strong.

If it weren't for the fact that the god Surya on the other side was seriously injured, the Third Age of Gods might not have been unable to defeat them.

After all, the God Surya over there has a divine position, while the Third World God you've invaded is just a mortal.

If Surrey were still alive, he could have easily learned all of the other party's techniques by stealing them.

Do not underestimate the terror of Surya.

Unfortunately, Surya was seriously injured. That world lacked the protection of wisdom, and the learning ability of its inhabitants was too weak.

That's why those guys beat me to this extent.

God gave a cold laugh, "You boast about how powerful your Heavenly Will era is, just so I'll take notice of you, release you, and let you grow."

Fortuna, that bitch next to her, yelled, "It's all your fault! Why did you give birth so quickly?"

Fortuna loudly complained, "Why is the world of birth going on like diarrhea? We need to have births in moderation, in a regular way, and in a planned way. Aren't you just creating a bunch of rebellious people to kill you?"

Rigna, crouching in the cage, shook his head. "This is not something I can choose. The world order is being perfected, divine objects are descending, and parallel worlds are generated by the divine objects of this series themselves."

The birth of parallel mirror worlds is not something it can solve.

This is the choice of the Creator.

Or perhaps, it was an inevitable result of having too many ingredients in the soup.

"So, we're all in the same boat."

“The creatures in your world are like bacteria parasitizing my human body. Once I am killed by the later world of gods, you will not fare any better.”

“I, the first generation, am the true source of the world. Our divine objects are real, while they are all virtual worlds. They will desperately trace back to the source and kill us generation after generation.”

Regona kept trying to persuade the gods to release him, saying they needed to join forces.

As long as he quickly catches up in strength and learns the 30,000-year-old Heavenly Dao Will of the Third Generation, he can begin to resist the invasion.

But God thought about it and still wouldn't buy it. "It's very difficult to completely save you. According to the history of the gods, for the first generation of gods to survive is almost a violation of the objective laws of history!"

Fortuna said, "Yes, the first generation of gods has no chance of survival. If we calculate based on the sixth rank, it would take at least thirty or forty generations of gods to barely survive among so many." Hearing this, Rigna couldn't help but shout, "Then you can only die with me!"

"Do not."

God shook his head, “We can transform into eagles of the era, break away from the original first generation of gods, and when children of future generations of gods appear, we will go there, imprison the local Heavenly Dao consciousness, and then settle down!”

God's meaning is obvious.

You gods only care about having children: the tenth generation, the hundredth generation, the two hundredth generation.
We can all just move there and settle down, why should we stay here and protect you?

"You can die in peace now." Fortuna wasn't buying into threats.

"You bacteria, damn bacteria!"

Upon hearing this, Ligona's anger surged.

To them, they are just like human beings.

These parasitic bacteria on their bodies actually want to be inherited through bloodlines, run into their offspring, kidnap their brains, make the children cerebral palsy, turn them into vegetative state, and then parasitize the children's bodies.
How evil and cruel this is!

He desperately wanted to kill the other person right now.

“Let’s go.” God ignored Regona, who was filled with resentment.

He knew that neither the other party was wrong, nor was he wrong.

This is a matter of factions.

Just like when they dealt with the two poor kids, Madeira and Mandalay.

On the way, Fortuna was filled with worry. "How pitiful. We thought we had just escaped despair, but a new despair has followed. Are we destined to never escape the mechanism of the Age of Gods?"

It was thought that humanity had escaped the curse of advancing through reproduction.

Unexpectedly, the world has once again encountered this curse of improving one's reproductive capacity.

God smiled and said, "On the bright side, with the accumulation of divine ages, we are getting closer and closer to the next realm."

"You mean?" Fortuna exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes,” God said calmly, “With the continuous accumulation of the divine ages, the eighth order, which we may not be able to see, may eventually appear at some point in time.”

“But the Age of Gods was too hopeless. If we had to go through it again now…” Fortuna had already developed a psychological trauma.

God said, "If you discover tragedy, then change tragedy. If we can reshape the environment once, then we can reshape it a second time."

After a pause, God said to Fortuna, "Let those energetic fellows stop thinking about building sects and slaughtering gods all day long. Let them keep busy."

"Are we going to tell them the truth? Won't that cause panic?" Fortuna asked.

"Heh, they came from panic, they're just going back to fear." God's eyes were icy cold.

God said, "They've long been numb to the bloody history of killing their fathers. They're very adaptable now. Just tell them directly."

Thus, under Fortuna's inanimate fate, countless floorboards were quickly twisted into Slabs of Destiny, inscribed with the proclamations of the gods.

Tell them everything without hiding anything.

In every tavern, looking up at the notice board above, countless drunkards shouted:
"Interesting. These gods are too powerful these days. They even tell us about this? Aren't they afraid of causing panic?"

"What's there to panic about? This time, as members of the Gods, we're not the ones being killed! We're just the bacteria on those Gods!"

"Hahaha, you mean we can watch those gods kill each other while we watch the show?"

"As bacteria, aren't we just spectators?"

"interesting."

"No, as bacteria on their bodies, if we are killed and haven't been transferred, we'll probably die on the corpses."

"It was dangerous, but it's already done well. What kind of danger haven't we seen before?"

Everyone appeared very bold, optimistic, and even somewhat eager to try.

These are a group of poor people who have experienced even more suffering and more painful despair.

In less than six months.

With the entire nation preparing for war, the new era's enemy brought a sense of oppression, and those who wanted to slaughter gods also stopped in their tracks.

Because the gods devised a completely new strategic policy:

Invade the Second Generation of Gods and reclaim the parallel divine artifacts!
Whoever reclaims this entrance, whoever seizes this parallel divine object, will become the parallel god of this new era.

This has made countless people eager to try their hand at it.

Furthermore, the number of foreign civilizations has been increasing recently.

After all, those "prison civilizations" were all clever and cunning. When they heard about this seventh-order civilization, they thought, "What good thing could there be in the world?"
Could this be a trap?

But then I heard some completely new news: What? The seventh tier also has a father-killing mechanism, and the same desperate birthing path? Are they inviting us to suffer together?

That's fine.

So they felt that the other party had not committed fraud, and that there were more and more immigrants coming in.

As a result, the area of ​​the entire Magic Sun Galaxy has expanded further, and many people have even reached the third or fourth level of the seventh rank.

The entire era has actually entered the mid-stage of the seventh tier.

That's when.

The gods finally opened the battlefield entrance: "Anyone can enter the Second Age of Gods through the Final Fate and participate in the war!"

As a result, countless people began to take action.

rush.

Seize the divine artifacts of the parallel realm, and the opportunity to become a god is right before your eyes!
In the world of the Second Age of Gods

Seeing this, Elephant Monk was furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage: "Are we being attacked from both sides? You won't help us, fine, but you're kicking us while we're down, and trying to steal our divine possessions too?"

(End of this chapter)