Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 355 Time Storage Jar, Creator

"That is?"

"Creation God?"

Everyone looked up at the sky with different expressions.

The last trial of the gods was hundreds of years ago, when the cataclysmic chaos descended.

Currently, 80% of the population in the entire Immortal World are from the new generation and have not witnessed that ancient legend; they have only seen descriptions of the creator god in history.

"I wonder what kind of divine creature it will give birth to?"

"It should be a divine artifact of the immortal realm, a divine artifact of time."

In an instant, everyone started discussing it.

Although various sects flourished during this period, the plan of the Pure Yang True Immortal Xu Changsheng was still recognized by most people.

Just when everyone was incredibly surprised.

Within the ancient tree of immortality, the God of Immortality on the throne of immortality has entered a different perspective, silently overlooking the three new mushrooms that have been simmered in the mushroom soup.

"It's that time of year again for the long-awaited choice of three."

The first mushroom turned out to be an adorable mushroom-shaped piggy bank.

[Accumulated over the years]: By being attacked by the enemy, you can slightly accumulate the enemy's time.

Introduction:

【+1】

【+1】

【+1】

From birth, every time I was hit, this pulsating number would appear in my mind.

It's like some kind of unknown deposit that's constantly accumulating.

When I was little, I always thought I was special, the chosen one in the storybooks.

But as the years went by and I grew up, I realized how ordinary and mediocre I was.

"So, this dialog box just records the number of times I've been hit!?"

"What is this, mocking me?"

Twenty years later, looking at the number [61] under his eyes, Magalas, who had been beaten 61 times, finally stopped fantasizing.

He understood that he was among the most ordinary and useless members of the entire Heroic civilization.

Growing up being beaten and bullied for being too ugly, Magalas, an orphan, lived in hell, with no friends and no family.

After growing up, he joined a team of interstellar miners and married an equally mediocre wife.

Sailing, mining, returning.

When he turned seven hundred, he discovered that his entire homeland of the Heroic civilization had been attacked by a fleet.

The entire star sea was reduced to ruins, and every minute and every second, a large number of people of our race were hunted down.

Even the mineral ship that Magalas had just returned was targeted, and with a planet-destroying cannon shot, the entire ship exploded.

"Run!" the captain of the mineral spaceship shouted.

But it's too late.

The attack came crashing down on them in an instant.

The spaceship then exploded.

【+700. 】

Time is filling up, and it's flowing backward.

An unprecedented number popped into my mind.

When Magalas awoke from his endless coma, he found himself transformed into a newborn baby, crying loudly amidst the ruins of the Hero civilization.

At this point, Magalas still didn't understand why he had survived.

until
He was discovered by a logistics interplanetary force responsible for cleanup.

"Hmph, is it possible that such trash has survived in the ruins of this fifth-tier Hiro civilization?"

"Although I don't know how the other party escaped that attack, it doesn't matter. It's just a matter of killing the other party again."

Two attacks came.

+1】【+1

Magalas was attacked twice, and gained 2 more points in savings.

The two men were also somewhat surprised: "How is this possible? While I was attacking him, my brain was working at lightning speed, countless inspirations were bursting forth, as if I had entered a state of sudden enlightenment!"

"Me too! Every time I attack him, I get stronger!"

The two powerful figures who were clearing away the ruins of the civilization looked at Magalas as if they had discovered the most precious treasure.

Magalas is like a stone of enlightenment!

Attacking him in a way that causes serious injury will result in the loss of attributes such as "experience", "knowledge", and "skills".

"You, what are you doing?"

Magalas, facing two men with burning gazes, retreated in terror.

"Hahaha!"

They launched a frenzied attack on Magalas, shouting, "Attack him!"

Fists rained down on him as Magalas ran and they chased after him.

"Don't run away, kid!"

"Hahaha, what exactly are you? Hitting you is so addictive!"

"I feel like as long as I keep attacking you, I'm about to break through to the next level!"

Magalas was pinned to the ground and brutally beaten.

One day, two days, three days.
Time flies by, the sun rises and the moon sets.

"Why has our punching become slower?"

"I've grown a beard?"

"Wait, why do my hands look so withered, like an old person's?"

"I'm getting old, what kind of curse is this?"

It was only then, when Magalas looked at the old men who had beaten him, that he understood.

Those guys lose one year of their lifespan every time they attack me.

Time flew by for them.

This naturally accelerates their thinking, foundation, and cognition.

But the price is rapid aging and death.

Magalas also gain a time deposit of +1 with each lifespan they lose.

He's like a piggy bank; by attacking himself, he accumulates "time coins" on his body.

Using these gold coins, Magalas could arbitrarily reverse his lifespan, returning to the past of this body.

"Is that so?"

After the two civilization cleansers died of old age, Magalas did not choose to seek trouble with the fleet that destroyed his civilization, because he knew he was no match for them.

"Although they become addicted to me every time they attack me, depositing money in my body, they will eventually die of old age."

"But if I encounter a truly powerful opponent, they might kill me in an instant! How could I have time to slowly save up?"

In the time that followed, Magalas attempted to practice asceticism.

His aptitude is very poor.

A thousand years have passed without us realizing it, and we are beginning to grow old.

He felt his body weakening and chose to seek out small animals in the forest to attack him.

【+1】

【+1】

With his savings restored, he was able to rewind to his own timeline.

After regaining his youth, Magalas went into seclusion to resume his spiritual practice.

a thousand years.

One hundred thousand years.

I don’t know how long it took.

Magalas finally felt powerful enough, so he chose to leave this land and seek out his old enemies.

"Over the years, I have been practicing defensive techniques, and my defensive capabilities are sufficient!"

"I don't need to consider attacking!"

"As long as they can't kill me, their lifespan will decrease by 1 every time they attack me. In a sense, my attack power is maxed out."

Magalas understood his fighting style perfectly: become a meat shield, letting them attack him repeatedly to accumulate money.

But when he found the civilization that had destroyed his homeland, he discovered that they had already perished.

"Forty thousand years ago, they were already heading towards destruction on the path of pursuing the breakthrough to the sixth rank?"

"I didn't have time to kill them before they died."

"No, I've already killed them, with my power, with time!"

With nothing to do, Magaras suddenly lost his purpose and could only become an immortal being, traveling everywhere.

Time becomes meaningless.

You can store time simply by having someone attack you.

Ten thousand years, twenty thousand years
He witnessed the rise and fall of various cosmic civilizations. "What's over there?"

"Attack him first!"

On this day, a fleet from a civilized civilization discovered him and attacked him.

But the humans of this planetary civilization were horrified to discover that attacking him would cause them to age rapidly, and with each attack, time would accelerate on their bodies.

"Don't attack me, you'll die!"

Kind-hearted Magalas was trying to be helpful and didn't want them to get addicted.

But the other party still became addicted to attacking him.

This is a poison called time.

Attacking him will put you into an intoxicating and addictive state; each attack will give you a mysterious and profound state of enlightenment.

"Arrest him!"

"Haha, this is the Philosopher's Stone, a gift from heaven to our civilization!"

Magalas, being a meat shield, was not good at attacking and was quickly captured and imprisoned.

The entire Yunxing civilization is attacking him and is developing rapidly.

"Don't use too much force, or you'll kill him."

"Yes, we must attack him very carefully!"

Bound to the stone pillar, the endless pain and torment made Magalas forget the passage of time once again.

He became a prisoner who suffered endless torture every day, and was brutally beaten.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years
When Magalas came to his senses in a daze, he found himself completely alone, bound to the stone pillar.

Yes, the entire civilization has completely died of old age.

They rapidly develop and rapidly die within the Philosopher's Stone.

"Pitiful, and tragic."

"Yet another civilization has been killed by time."

Magalas was still unable to break free of these shackles, and no one would unlock them for him.

He was bound to the special stone pillar, and a full 100,000 years passed as the sun and moon changed before the sturdy shackles on his body finally rotted away.

Click!

He broke the chains and barely escaped.

He then spent another ten years building a tombstone and burying this rapidly dying Yunxing civilization.

"Time, no civilization can escape the weapon called time."

At the same time, he discovered that the attack by the entire Cloud Star civilization had pushed his lifespan storage tank to an astronomical level:
【19764】

"Has the storage of an entire civilization's lifespan really gone to this extent?"

"I am the jinx they speak of, and I can no longer get close to other civilizations. Any life that attacks me will fall in love with the beauty of time that is born in the morning and dies in the evening."

"I am the most beautiful hallucinogenic time poison in the entire universe!"

"What should I do next?"

He gazed at the vast starry sky, wondering what the meaning of his life was.

He could only continue traveling around.

But several other civilizations discovered his poppy flower, captured him, beat him mercilessly, and he eventually died from addiction.

After this happened several times, with time destroying civilizations, Magalas began to feel somewhat annoyed.

"How about we thoroughly investigate this strange time-related power within me?"

Soon, Magalas went into seclusion again.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, millions of years have passed, countless days and nights have alternated, and countless supernova explosions have been heard from afar.

Until one day, a certain civilization found this place by following the ancient ruins of the Heroic Civilization and the Cloud Star Civilization.

"Legend has it that the Philosopher's Stone of the ancient gods resides here!"

"He is a great treasure sought by countless civilizations, a myth of the stars, a product of the ultimate civilization, and the ultimate path to the seventh level."

"He is Magalas, the Philosopher's Stone!"

When people uncovered the ruins of a rocky planet, they discovered that the legendary Magalas was just an ordinary, kind-hearted man.

"How come he's so ordinary?"

"How about we try attacking him?"

While everyone was chatting.

Suddenly, Magalas turned around and looked at the sun overhead.

The seemingly endless, dark, and secluded environment of hundreds of millions of years made him feel that sunlight was extremely dazzling, and he could barely open his eyes.

"The sun is attacking me."

Everyone followed Magalas's gaze and was gripped by an overwhelming, uncontrollable fear.

Because the sunlight was shining on Magalas, the sun was attacking him, and his lifespan was reduced by 1-1-1.

People see that blazing star overhead; the sun is aging rapidly, 46 billion years old, 47 billion years old.

The sun is aging rapidly.

boom!
As the internal hydrogen began to deplete, the sun's core rapidly contracted, triggering a super helium flash.

wow-

The terrifying light blinded everyone, illuminating the entire dark galaxy.

An astonishing flow of matter was swept out, and intense solar winds and intense light destroyed the surrounding small star belts.

The sun entered its next stage of decline, the red giant phase, and its dark red glow was terrifying to everyone.

And they discovered something even more terrifying:

It seems that this sun is rapidly heading towards death, transforming into the next stage of a white dwarf.

"This, how is this possible?"

Everyone stared in shock at the ancient Sage Stone.

"Is the sunlight attacking him? Is he storing up the sun's time?"

The sunlight was merely shining on him, and it was judged as an attack, and its lifespan was absorbed. The entire sun was dying rapidly.
What kind of incredible miracle is this?
What kind of exaggerated, illogical myth is this?

What kind of concept is this God?

Magalas's figure seemed to dominate the entire starry sky, as if he were a supernatural deity of the entire universe standing there.

Any attempt to attack him, to assault his life and all things, will have time consumed, causing time to flow through his body.

“Follow me,” Magalas said, turning around.

"What, what are you going to do?" The leader's throat was dry, and he suddenly lost all will to resist.

He would die of old age quickly if attacked by the sun, let alone himself.

They certainly don't think their lifespan is longer than the sun's!
“Since you all call me the Philosopher’s Stone, then I will drive history forward for the entire era.”

At this moment, the legend that would change the entire mythology of the universe was also launched.

At the end, in the order of all things, Hero, the creator, Magalas, appears.

Ten years later.

Magalas began cultivating a sandbox of civilization on a planet.

He stands tall in the starry sky, attacked by countless civilizations, some even merely cursing him, chanting his name, and praying to him.
This was considered an attack on Magalas!

Their lifespans flew by as gold coins exploded and fell into Magalas's piggy bank.

Time flowed rapidly throughout the entire civilization, like a series of movies fast-forwarded.

Time speeds up!
Time speeds up!
Time speeds up!
Soon, a civilization was destroyed.

[+18654 billion]

Magalas, the creator of Hero, slowly opened his eyes. "Destroyed? It seems this civilization sandbox still can't break through to the seventh level. Let's move on to the next one."

Soon, the second civilization sandbox was created, and a completely new history emerged once again.

Driven by the Philosopher's Stone, this new civilization is attacking him once again.

Time is pushed forward once again!
Planets rise, all things evolve.

Single-celled organisms evolved into multicellular organisms, planktonic life spread throughout the oceans, and the Green Algae Age was born on the primitive ocean planet, before quickly emerging from the land and transforming into land animals.

Countless ages passed, and this civilization was destroyed once more.

[+86441 billion]

"Isn't that enough?"

Magalas's eyes were extremely calm. "It seems we're still lacking something. Let's create a new civilization model."

I am Magalas, the creator of the universe; I can drive and create civilization.

He was absolutely convinced of this. No, it should be said that all the powerful figures in the various civilizations under Magalas's command were absolutely convinced of this. As the Philosopher's Stone, Magalas illuminated the entire vast and magnificent starry sky, and he would be an eternal legend.

Countless sixth-order civilizations were destroyed, and countless sixth-order civilizations were reborn.

Magalas shone in the sky, absorbing the lifespan of each civilization that attacked him.

Until that day.

Another civilization has been destroyed, and infinite lifespan belongs to Magalas.

As civilizations accumulated and harvested their lifespans, the number in the piggy bank also reached its end.

【+∞】

(End of this chapter)