Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 337 A World of Oppression and Despair
at this time.

In the center of the devastated battlefield.

Mogannan was in high spirits, feeling that he had finally taken the initiative, and laughed loudly, "So this is how I play my divine position!"

"You, monster of the Fourth Heaven's Will, stop!"

He's like Luo Ji from The Three-Body Problem—a weakling who holds the key to the terrifying Fourth Era mythological monster boss.

He could use negotiation and threats to force this fourth mythological world, which far exceeded the scale of his civilization, to submit and surrender.

The overwhelming aura of the Fourth Generation's divine will, so powerful it suffocated everyone, slowly subsided, and silence fell: "Damn it, you."

To him, Mogannan was nothing more than a weak ant.

No, it's more accurate to say that all the gods and powerful beings in this world are nothing more than weak ants in his eyes.
As a being of destiny, his base stats are extremely high.

He also possesses the special authority to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and his inner world is filled with various divine powers. Like God, he can use all divine powers.

Born of the heavens and earth, born sacred, born great, bearing the mission of the will of heaven—this is the unique advantage of this race.

Can be biased.
But he dared not act rashly!
He looked at the God of Immortality.

The condition for allowing oneself to reproduce is: to take this Morganan and infiltrate one's own fourth world in order to open a new parallel portal and give birth to the fifth world.

In other words.

Without the God of Immortality as his bodyguard, Mo Gannan would be a joke.

But the God of Immortality was skilled at concealment. He took this old man and sneaked into his body—the Fourth World—to silently steal his soul. The old man really couldn't defend against it.

The fourth Heavenly Will's expression changed several times, flashing various expressions of shock and anger: "Damn Concealment."

"You should call him Father, understand?"

Mo Gannan laughed loudly. This old man was pushing his luck, as if he wanted to vent all the frustration he had suffered these past few days.

On the fourth day, Yi gave a polite smile: "Father."

But behind that humble smile, there was an inexplicable chill running down one's spine.

"good!"

Mo Gannan said sternly, "Strictly speaking, you were born on the third day after I gave birth to you!"

He said in a pretentious manner:

"If you don't understand respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and you don't understand the concept of hierarchy, then I will have your son enforce family rules on the fifth day after we are born!"

Wolf of the Chaos Legion, who was secretly observing the invading army from afar, was stunned by what he saw:

"Damn it! What's wrong with this world? How did this seemingly serious world war turn out to be so bizarre?"

The old man seems to be saying something really exciting, but something just doesn't feel right.

But think about it carefully.

It seems that what he said is true.

So that's how the Parallel Gods operate?

His apparent ability is to open a parallel portal, which essentially forces you to reproduce.

As the only deity in mythology who controls "fertility," all he needs to do is pick up the syringe that opens the entrance and say: You don't want to give birth to a child who will beat you up, do you?

That way, you can ruthlessly control each and every new parallel world.

The god of communication, who governs communication.

The god of evolution, who governs evolution.

The God of Parallelism governs parallelism.

Wolf had previously thought that this convention was about to be broken!

How can such a weak parallel god govern these new parallel worlds?

These divinely ordained beings are too powerful!
Even God was defeated by them; they were incredibly powerful.

But how could the God of Parallelism still control parallelism?

What's truly baffling is that the God of Parallel Worlds uses this absurd, "you didn't want this either" threatening method to control the parallel worlds.

This old man is disrespectful for his age; he's a rascal and a rascal, he's obviously not serious.

Fortuna, standing nearby, muttered to herself:

"Sure enough, my theory was correct! Plenty is a gossipy woman, and the God of Parallelism probably chose this frivolous old man because he wanted someone unconventional."

Wolf suddenly realized, muttering to himself, "So that's how it is. Just pick one. You don't want to get pregnant, do you? This kind of ruthless thug who's good at threatening others, as a parallel blonde host."

Fortuna said seriously, "Yes, he's like a blond guy threatening a respectable woman with a baby."

"Now, we are in the Age of Deterrence!"

"You don't want to attract an even more powerful mythical civilization to destroy you, do you?"

"By using the Dark Forest Theory of multidimensional worlds, we can deter these powerful, mythical worlds that far surpass our civilization level from invading us, and even make them submit to us!"

Wolf immediately saw through the underlying logic of this parallel god's authority.

The world is so wonderful.

The order of all things is balance.

It seemed to conform to some kind of preordained pattern.

He actually succeeded in taking control and exercising his divine authority in parallel!

Mogannan now truly feels like he has reached the pinnacle of his life.

Yes.

These terrifying beings from higher dimensions are not afraid of the gods of their world, nor of the immortal gods, but they revere only my parallel god!

In the era of deterrence, I am the core!
As long as I stand in this weak world, even those advanced civilizations will be wary, awe-inspiring, and fearful.

They desperately wanted to assassinate me, but they couldn't.

Soon. Defeated on the third day, threatened on the fourth, he surrendered and was quickly shackled and imprisoned by the gods.

This brief world war thus came to an end.

A mythical battle that was filled with despair vanished in a way that left everyone speechless.

After the war.

They began the cleanup work.

Only then did they have time to learn about this powerful foreign enemy, the history of the Fourth Mythical Era.

The third mythological era is: the era of divine will mythology.

The Fourth Age of Gods is also known as the Divine Will Myth Era.

Yes, 30,000 years later, this era of divine will has not undergone any fundamental change.

However, the heroes of this fourth generation of gods have become much stronger in terms of their foundation, techniques, and moves!
Calculate it this way.

It is likely that the fifth and sixth generations of children born next will also be born into similar mythical worlds of destiny, or virtual informational concepts.

Ultimately, this accumulated into a technological explosion in a certain era. By the will of the gods of a certain, or even a dozenth, divine generation, they possessed the technology to plunder the gods and their artifacts for their own use, thus ushering in Ragnarok.

That was the dividing line of the new mythological era.

The age of the gods came to a complete end, and the mythological age of the heavens began.

"It seems we're all going to die."

In the conference room, the gods sat together, looking at the several deities who had been imprisoned and were acting on behalf of Heaven.

The immortal god did not attend the meeting; on the throne was the restored God Surya.

"It's truly despairing."

"Ah, the wheels of history are turning, are we gods destined to be killed?"

"No matter how we resist, we will eventually face the same fate: will a certain generation of Heaven kill all the gods?"

"Damn it, is there no other way? Is it fate?"

"What can we do? These creatures are born sacred, far superior to us primitive and backward beings. Their compatibility with every divine object is 100%, theoretically allowing them to possess all divine objects."

Everyone started discussing it.

The gods and mortals present were all extremely farsighted individuals.

However, these extremely opinionated individuals have become confused about life.

Their confusion is not due to not being able to see the future, but rather because they see a clear future and are therefore confused.

Where should we gods go from here?

A parallel world was born.

The flow of time is not linear, but rather jumps and flows like a stone skipping across water, with parallel nodes as the nodes!

They also acknowledged that this model is very good.

After all, the First World is the real world, and it will be destroyed by Chaos in only 30,000 years. There is not much time left.

Only by leaping through timelines like this can the mythical era be rapidly advanced, quickly becoming stronger and avoiding destruction by the Chaos Catastrophe!
But the price was that these gods were eliminated as the new mythological era gradually progressed.

On the fourth day of his voluntary imprisonment, he said calmly, "You're in despair? How laughable! Don't forget, we are the protagonists of this era!"

"We are the ones who should truly despair."

“We are like those sixth-tier powerhouses, killing each other generation after generation, while you are nothing more than bacteria parasitizing us protagonists.”

The gods knew he was not wrong.

Their race is the true protagonist of this era; they are all replicas of sixth-tier powerhouses, the tenth generation of gods, and the hundredth generation of gods.
Just thinking about it makes me feel hopeless.

"We are even more desperate than we were in the previous sixth tier."

The Fourth Heavenly Will said, "Because of you!"

From his perspective, it was indeed disgusting.

Imagine if you were a Tier 6 hero, not only would you face the dilemma of killing your father and being killed by your son, but you would also have a bunch of beasts harassing you from within.
How badly are you feeling?
Level 7, double the nausea.

The most outrageous thing is that the original sixth-tier god-level heroes had the right to reproduce. They could have children whenever they wanted, and if they didn't, there would be no rebellious offspring.

And now?

The right to reproduce is in the hands of these bacteria inside our bodies.

They even threatened and enslaved him. Otherwise, they would force this god-like hero to become pregnant.

They think they're the good guys, but they're clearly the villains!
Ghost beast.

This is absolutely absurd.

This seventh-tier era of despair was too much for their race to bear.

Thinking of this, the hero of the fourth generation of gods revealed resentment and pain.

"terribly sorry."

Elephant Tuomo, who was standing nearby, said, "We can understand your despair. We are all people who have experienced the sixth-order divine era."

"Hmph! You're just making sarcastic remarks." The fourth day sneered, "What do you want to say next?"

Since he dared to surrender, he wasn't worried about his own safety.

Because he knows.

These gods would not dare to kill themselves; at most, they would imprison themselves.

After all, having killed itself, the Fourth World will, after a period of time, give birth to a new divine life.
Killing yourself is pointless and will only increase the number of variables.

After thinking for a moment, Elephant Dhomo looked at God Surya beside him and said, "We have already mastered the key to open and close the entrance to parallel worlds at any time."

He was referring to Morganan.
"The initiative is in our hands. If we don't create a new parallel world, we can remain in the world of the Fourth Generation of Gods forever."

(End of this chapter)