Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 453 The Myth of Sisyphus' Rolling Stone

The real universe.

Surrounded by an endless sea of ​​stars.

This is the true material universe.

Only by ascending to higher dimensions can the virtual information universes of the other 1-10 trial universes transform into real entities.

At this moment.

In a planet composed of golden beaches and oceans.

Wow wow wow~~
A baby was born.

Several golden-armored humanoid creatures walked joyfully inside and outside the house.

"How to do?"

"What should I do? I'm about to give birth!"

"It's over. Our civilization has only just figured out how to break through to the sixth rank through reproduction and give birth to sixth-rank infant life. How did the world suddenly change?"

Everyone present appeared extremely anxious.

The world is undergoing a great change, with the old giving way to the new.

In the midst of these two shifts in order, who knows what will happen to the first sixth-order child born from their own civilization?
Previously, at the sixth rank, one could only rely on survival.

Now that it's at the sixth rank, it seems it can no longer reproduce.

What will happen when these two systems intersect and hybridize?
The baby opened its eyes, and a glint of light appeared in them, which then floated into the air.

"Flying?"

"Can they fly from birth?"

"This is terrifying! Is this what a powerful being at the sixth rank is like? So young, and unable to read, yet born at the pinnacle that we all dream of!"

Countless people looked at the floating baby with deep emotion, unaware that they were in danger.

Many civilizations that have just broken through to the sixth level, when their first sixth-level infant appears, can kill all life on the surface of the planet with just an instinctive cry.

Sixth rank, that's already a star-level life form!

But they were completely unaware of the danger they were in, and continued to examine the baby.

"Sixth rank?"

Suddenly, the baby opened its eyes and murmured to itself, "I, Sisyphus, have been reincarnated and have returned to this sixth-order realm."

He turned his head and looked at these weak, civilized beings, and suddenly realized that he hadn't seen a fifth-order being in a very, very long time.

In their world of gods, even a dog on the street is a sixth-order being.

The fifth level can only be seen by low-level planetary civilizations that have not yet been enlightened and have not ventured out into space.

"Are they fragile creatures that can only live on the surface of the earth?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen anything like this, below the fifth rank."

He thought to himself.

Just then, several women nearby couldn't help but rub his face, saying, "Why isn't he crying? A newborn baby can't not cry. Is he sick?"

Sisyphus was left standing there in silence.

He dared not cry, or even utter a sound.

Because they are too weak, and he has not yet mastered his powers since birth, he could accidentally kill these ants with a single action.

A full three minutes later.

Sisyphus then readjusted to the new universe and his new body.

Then, it took one second to invade the entire planet's network with gentle thought waves, and another three seconds to learn all the written knowledge and history.

He then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the civilization of this planet:

"Mortals, I am a messenger of the gods who have descended to earth."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding powerful figures were greatly alarmed.

The baby spoke.

Is it the reincarnation of some being?

Does God really exist in this world?
Previously, they had felt a sudden tremor in the heavens and earth, a dramatic change in the environment, and an unprecedented power that poured out and spread throughout the entire universe.

And I even saw two gods in the darkness.
Business

ma
These are their names. Together, they perfected a new realm of the entire universe and imprinted their unique divine power into that realm.

They created a unique system imbued with their divine power.

"God truly exists."

Sisyphus floated slowly in mid-air, his voice utterly indifferent, looking down upon all living beings:

"I came into this world bearing the mission of the gods, to enter this transformed real universe."

An old man clad in dark yellow golden armor hurriedly stepped forward, asking, "I don't know, what is God's mission?"

Sisyphus did not hide it.

"When this universe was perfected, the sky gradually came into being."

"I was reincarnated here to become the new heaven at the right time in this 0th initial reality universe."

He was originally the most outstanding and powerful member of the Celestial Race in the world of gods.

So God commanded him to come here, take up his post, and become the God-ordained boss of this universe.

After all, if he doesn't act properly.

This real universe will also give birth to a new race of destiny, but this will also introduce variables.

No one knows what the new powerful figure of destiny is like, whether he is friend or foe.

So he came, to claim his spot in this universe.

However, figuring out how to deceive the rules and order of the universe and allow the authority of the heavens to take root in him is a complex art.

Therefore, he chose to reincarnate, which would then aid his other methods.

"You are the sky of this universe," those people said, somewhat puzzled.

"You can think of me as the king of this territory." Sisyphus still had a very good impression of the homeland that had given him birth in this life.

“My mission now is to roll the boulder.” “To push a huge boulder up to the top of a mountain, and then the boulder falls back down again and again.”

The scholars were somewhat puzzled.

What is this mission?
Pushing a big rock? It'll roll back down the mountain after you push it up.
Isn't this torture?

"This is certainly not torture."

Sisyphus, the ruthless member of the Celestial Race who swept through various eras of gods, was now behaving quite amicably towards his future people.

"I once charged through various parallel worlds of gods, fighting my way to the front. The gods were impressed by my achievements, so they entrusted this task to me."

"And the stone I'm going to roll is not some tiny pebble in the human world."

His gaze turned to the sky, and suddenly he pointed to the heavens, saying, "It is this cosmic boulder."

Universe, stone?
No one present was stupid; in an instant, a terrifying image flashed through their minds.

Pushing the cosmic stone forward towards the mountain peak time and time again, only for the cosmic stone to fall back down again?

"The stone is the universe, but what kind of mountain is it?" a young child suddenly shouted.

The parents nearby quickly pulled him back.

Sisyphus, however, did not care and replied:

"Mountains do not exist in reality, but in concepts, in nothingness. If we must make a metaphor, then that mountain would be the mountain of the gods."

"My mission in this world is to push this universe beneath our feet up to the mountain of the gods time and time again."

The scene was in an uproar!
This myth is even more outrageous than the myths of their civilization.

"Then what kind of road is the one for pushing the boulder up the mountain?" the child shouted.

"The road has twelve steps, each step offering a different cosmic landscape: desert, ocean, green forest, gale."

"But those are all sights along the way; our universe will not stop."

"Although, every step along the way is like a demon, trying to keep us in their cosmic landscape and make us stop in our tracks through seduction, pleading, crying, fighting and other means."

"But we will still keep pushing forward and never give up halfway."

Sisyphus's words are even more mystical.

At the very least, it was incomprehensible to their low-level, fifth-order civilization.

In fact, most people in the entire real universe don't even know what God is.

The child had no concerns whatsoever; in his eyes, it was just a game of pushing stones.

"Sisyphus, you keep pushing the boulder uphill and then falling down. When will it end? When will you finally push the boulder to the top of the mountain?"

"I don't know, it may never end."

Sisyphus sighed softly.

The twelve trials of the universe—how many times has the train of a seventh-order civilization rushed up, only to fall back down?
There are so many, too many to count!

Anyway, the universe has been transformed into many versions after falling and returning time and time again.

But Sisyphus believed that with each fall of the stone, it would become more special, and the chances of pushing it up again would be greater.

Opportunities are accumulated through repeated failures.

Sisyphus smiled, feeling a large amount of divine will characteristics surging into his body.

Mount Minto is the boss of Universe 10, and he is now the boss of Universe 0, standing at the beginning and the front line respectively.

"Hmph, Magalas, huh?"

"They ambushed me before, stole the gods' things, and then went to the front lines?"

"I'll make my mark here and see what you, a fellow member of the 165th generation of gods, are really capable of!"

the other side.

God received the news that Sisyphus had become the will of the universe and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad!"

Fortuna scratched her head.

"Next, the god of merchants and Ma are joining forces on the front lines to reshape the universe time and time again. I'm afraid Sisyphus will have to push the stone many times at the foot of the mountain."

Yes.

The version needs to be updated continuously.

The sixth-order [Divine Realm] they have just created is merely an embryonic stage in their early stages.

A prototype!
A demo version of a roguelike universe game!
A large number of people are needed to help with trial and error.

Different races in different universes are like different computer systems.
Due to differences in race, various bugs may occur when cultivating this realm.

Fortuna couldn't help but ask, "As they continue to grow their power, shouldn't we stop them?"

"How can we stop it?" God asked in return. "The tide of history is vast and mighty; to stop it is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"We are also among the gods, and we should drive this wave and lead the renewal of the universe."

"The universe's worldview is too dark, too pathetic."

"We should do something for them."

Fortuna paused for a moment, "Then what if they turn the universe into a merchant-style cultivation system to use against us?"

"This is pointless."

God smiled and said, "Don't be so narrow-minded. Just because they developed a system doesn't mean I can't use it."

"I am the all-wise God."

Fortuna immediately realized what was happening.

Namararath, terrifyingly, had long anticipated that with God's pride, there would be no way to stop them from ascending the universe to higher dimensions!
God would not stoop to such despicable acts as monopolizing power.

God's first reaction was:
Since you want to perfect the structure of the universe, then go ahead and try. I want to see just how far you can go!
Fortuna was startled:
not good!

It seems that Magalas had already guessed this; he actually understands God better than I do.

"It's over, it's over!" Fortuna covered her face.
"What will you do when they come knocking on your door?"

"Last time Magalas suffered a loss, and this time they've gone and caused such a huge mess on the front lines!"

"If they really make a name for themselves and bring the strongest people on the front lines of the entire Tenth Universe down through the Parallel Gate to besiege you in the First Trial, that would be terrifying to even think about."

(End of this chapter)