Survival at Sea: I Became Number One by Growing Mushrooms

So Xu Jiawei tied one end of the rope around her waist several times, and the other end to Caihong's arm, and then jumped down.

After her feet touched the ground, it was still pitch black all around, seemingly no different from upstairs. Xu Jiawei became increasingly wary; if the trap below was still there, she would leave immediately.

If the tomb owner doesn't want to be disturbed, she can simply pretend she was never there.

However, just as Xu Jiawei took out her flashlight to observe her surroundings, the entire space was illuminated by bright candlelight. She looked up and saw that the candlelight had lit up the entire space.

The space wasn't large, but judging from the decorations, it seemed to be an ancient temple. The interior decoration style was very ornate, and even though the space wasn't large, there was no sign of any perfunctory work.

A voice drifted over, "Who would have thought that the successor of the God of Light would become a tomb raider? How shameful."

Xu Jiawei was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. It turned out to be a wandering soul that had almost disappeared. She had beautiful white hair that reached her ankles, and the snow-white wings behind her made her look like an angel who had descended to earth.

No, angels are not worthy of her at all. She is a goddess, and even though she is almost gone now, she is not someone an angel can mess with.

Xu Jiawei was stunned. This was white hair! Who could resist white hair?

Wing Goddess's mindset was not as calm as she appeared; she was furious.

Upon discovering an intruder, she immediately activated the mechanism, intending to kill the intruder. After all, she had a special skill that prevented people from flying. Unless they were as small as a normal bird, no one could fly away from her territory. This was her pride as a Winged God.

But this little thief actually had spatial abilities and escaped through a portal. She was furious, never expecting that this little thief would have spatial abilities.

I was still sulking, but then this little thief came back. He's so greedy.

She immediately increased the intensity of the trap, but the thief brought a strange-looking mushroom that actually held up the trap and found a downward passage.

She increased her efforts again, and the little thief ran away with the strange mushroom.

Then came the third time. She took out a staff that looked very familiar to her. She never dreamed that the person who came to dig up her grave would be the successor of the God of Light.

Every God of Light is the strongest being besides the God of Darkness, but she never expected that after so many years of her death, the successor of the God of Light would be reduced to digging up graves.

Who is this current God of Light? She wants to find out.

So the Winged God stopped the traps and wanted to put Xu Jiawei down to talk.

Xu Jiawei was so embarrassed she almost scratched her toes on the ground. This was what she feared most: the tomb owner wasn't quite dead yet, and who could understand the awkwardness of facing the actual person face to face?

"Um? May I ask which deity you are?" Xu Jiawei asked.

"I am Winged God." The woman's voice still carried a hint of displeasure.

Winged God? Does such a god exist? Xu Jiawei had never heard of him. Logically speaking, given her appearance, she shouldn't have no recollection of him from the past wars of the gods.

The woman continued, "It's normal that you don't recognize me. I am the last Winged God, and this is the burial ground for the Winged Gods."

Xu Jiawei was still a little confused. After all, apart from the Mushroom God, all the temples were the graveyards of gods, right? She didn't know why the Winged God was emphasizing this point.

Seeing Xu Jiawei standing there in a daze, the woman became even more displeased and asked, "As the successor of the God of Light, why did you commit such a theft?" The woman really couldn't understand whether the successors of the God of Light were all so tasteless nowadays.

Xu Jiawei then came to her senses. This woman believed herself to be the successor of the God of Light. Could it be that she recognized her through her weapon?

The Goddess of Light was a worthy predecessor, and she could not tarnish her reputation, so she said, "You misunderstand. I am not the successor of the Goddess of Light. This was entrusted to me by the last Goddess of Light." She raised the weapon.

The Winged God was somewhat astonished: "The last God of Light?!"

That's impossible! With so many followers of the God of Light, how could he possibly lose his divine position one day?

The Winged Gods' divine position was lost because fewer and fewer people believed in it, making it impossible to produce a new successor.

Seemingly aware that many things had happened after his death, Winged God asked, "What happened? Can you tell me?"

Xu Jiawei then realized that this deity seemed to have died before the War of the Gods, so she put on a serious expression and said, "It's a long story..."

Xu Jiawei recounted the war of the gods and the conspiracy of the Dark God.

Furthermore, all the other gods except the Mushroom God died and left no legacy.

Xu Jiawei's only divine inheritance came from the ancient fire god who had been dead for countless years.

"You mean, you're not the successor of the God of Light, but the successor of the Mushroom God? No wonder, you're exactly like that Mushroom God, always digging up other people's graves." The Winged God seemed to have a lot of opinions about the Mushroom God.

The Mushroom God is probably the most long-lived god besides the Dark God. Winged God thought bitterly, how come this guy hasn't been killed by anyone yet? It must be because he's too long-lived!

Xu Jiawei felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that she had unintentionally ruined Mushroom God's reputation, but as her right-hand man, it was normal for him to protect her when necessary.

After learning the cruel truth, Winged God sighed, "I've been in this cemetery for so long, and I had no idea that such a big thing had happened outside."

If she had known, she would never have let the God of Darkness succeed, even if it meant sacrificing her remaining soul.

Upon hearing this, Xu Jiawei immediately had a new idea. She already had three gods on her ship, so one more wouldn't make a difference. After all, having more lice doesn't make you less itchy. Besides, the remnant soul of the Winged God was quite resilient, similar to that of the God of Agriculture.

This may be due to the nurturing of divine essence; the divine essences of other gods were almost shattered, so they naturally dissipated very quickly.

But this raises a question: if the divine essence of the fire god nurtures the ancient fire god, how can a new fire god be born? Or is it that the divine essence in one's own hand is incomplete, and the divine essence of the fire god passed down in the future is also incomplete?

If you don't understand, just ask Vulcan.

So she said, "Would you be interested in contributing to the fight against the God of Darkness?"

Winged God's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again, and he said, "I'm about to dissipate now. Even if I go out, there's nothing I can do."

Xu Jiawei didn't know if the Mushroom God could save her. She couldn't be too certain, and besides, she didn't even know if she could summon the Mushroom God.

But she figured she might as well give it a try; even if she failed, it wouldn't be a loss. So she tried using the Mushroom God skill.

I don't know if the system gave me a special privilege, but this time summoning the Mushroom God was actually successful. The Mushroom God had a sour face, full of displeasure, and his tone was extremely unfriendly: "What?"

Those two were really infuriating him. He was starting to regret rescuing them from their argument.