Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 338 - 261: The Fortuitousness of Fate

In the faint white light, as she made her entrance, it seemed as if the notes and strings of fate of the entire world began to dance.

Ananke.

She is the supreme being of the destined Ananke.

This figure, standing in the light, appeared in the hall of God.

"I, Fortuna, was born as a weakling."

Step.

Step.

Step.

Her footsteps echoed crisply on the pristine tiles of the divine hall.

"Careless and impulsive, acting on whims, carefree, severely forgetful; everyone calls me a silly girl. Even my roommate discovered that I comfort myself with posters, and only when social death occurs do I realize and hide under my covers, covering my face."

Her words were resolute, embodying an indelible determination.

"Goddess of Destiny, what nonsense are you speaking? What are you planning to do?" God asked, pretending ignorance, sitting sideways on the throne, resting his chin as he suddenly laughed.

Previously, she had made this pre-battle declaration to Cain and the Demon King, as well as a leader of three hundred thousand soldiers.

Now, is it finally my turn to witness this famous scene?

And from experience, the stronger the enemy, the more black history she reveals, and the more determined she becomes.

Now, let me see your resolve.

Swoosh~

The Goddess of Destiny Fortuna floated like a ghost silently behind God, speaking to herself,

"My roommate, though timid, cowardly, socially anxious, meticulous, and frighteningly ugly, is a pessimistic waste who, when faced with despair, says it’s destiny’s arrangement; he insists we are destined to live tragic lives..."

She assumed a strange stance,

"Her only advantage is that she comforts me when I experience social death."

"Although her emotionally unintelligent way of comforting me is to invite me to buy new posters after work, allowing me to continue using them as comfort."

"She said, if we comfort ourselves with posters together, you won’t feel embarrassed."

At this moment, God suddenly had the same thought as the previous people: What is she babbling to herself about?

Is this person and her close roommate mentally unstable?

Liu Jun seems to have discovered that the more black history she exposes, the more interesting it becomes.

Her life of social death to this extent is indeed extraordinarily colorful.

"Kindness, meticulousness, pessimism, lacking social understanding, offering well-intentioned yet awkward comfort... I’ve heard she has been kicked out several times by her roommates because of this personality."

"But I accepted her apology."

She proudly lifted her head, her voice confident and firm,

"After all, I too was kicked out multiple times by other roommates for not flushing the toilet frequently and forgetting to turn off the water when leaving."

"The two of us are pitiful souls scolded by roommates!"

So.

Why are you able to say such embarrassing things in such a proud tone?

"Let me guess, you must be thinking right now: Why can this person say these things in such a proud and confident tone?"

Her demeanor exuded intrinsic pride and confidence:

"Because I possess unparalleled luck! Everyone will miss my every social death by chance."

"Each social death is covered up by serendipity."

"Therefore, the truths I speak of today will completely disappear in the dust of history... Mysterious God, even you will be defeated by my overwhelming luck!"

Fortuna let out a slight sound of pain, "She was my dearest friend."

"That evening, buying posters after work was the biggest mistake of my life."

"We encountered robbers; to save me, she fell in a pool of blood, yet remained so pessimistic before her death, accepting it as destiny."

"She died meaninglessly and abruptly on that night."

Her fluctuating voice intertwined with the jumping of world lines, countless notes of fate weaving together.

At this moment, her emotions turned into a tragic symphony of destiny.

Anger, irritation, regret.

This song was filled with her emotions.

"My name is Fortuna. I believe in destiny, but I also accept destiny. Unlike my roommate, I am not a pessimist of destiny, but I only accept a destiny that comes from my own efforts!"

"If now."

"My destiny... is manipulated by some unknown little bitch of a destiny goddess, then apologies!"

"Though I don’t know who the other destiny is, or what type of fate they control, what follows is a battle between our destinies."

Her voice gradually lowered, an undeniable determination:

"God, you know too much, you must die here. It’s destiny’s arrangement."

"The damned old world, our new world... begins!!!"

She spread her hands, light bursting forth, plucking the strings, rapidly twisting the fate of this God before her.

Her strings diffused from the center.

In the next moment, God’s fate was altered, twisted into another person.

Liu Jun did not resist her divine power, but quietly watched himself being twisted, waiting for a new spectacle.

Because Liu Jun knew.

Fortuna can barely see some trajectories of fate but cannot understand how the other party awakens God.

No need to take any action.

Just wait for the new Goddess of Destiny to appear, awakening the slumbering self...

Just enjoy the show.

An internal conflict of the Destiny Divine Spirits?

Liu Jun, twisted into the new God, simply sat quietly on the throne, feeling everything.

Across from him, Fortuna’s expression was grave, "Where is the other party?"

She constantly plucked the strings of fate, feeling the notes jumping around her, alert to the opponent’s impending attack!

"Can’t see..."

"Still can’t see the specific future; this new fate surely controls a type of destiny beyond my management permissions..."

To know.

She holds two authorities of destiny.

The first is the destiny of [seeing the future], which can see the notes of the future...

The second is the destiny of [changing the present], which can twist the present life into the life of parallel space-time.

So, what is the third fate?

Why can’t my two divine powers see each other clearly?

She cautiously gaurds God.

"I absolutely cannot let the other approach God and awaken him!"

"Because the other clearly intends to awaken God to defeat me!"

Fate.

In itself, it has no combat power.

What is the combat method of fate? Attach to a protagonist of destiny, buff him up, and let him fight for you.

And for the other to defeat me, he must awaken God and have God act against me.

So, I must always be vigilant against the other’s attacks: protect God.

Just as in the past, on the Cangwu Tree, in the tower defense game protecting the Longevity Divine Spirit.

God stood up.

The Goddess of Destiny, Fortuna, also followed with two steps.

God walked out of the palace.

The Goddess of Destiny followed closely behind like a bodyguard.

Looking in all directions, listening in all directions.

"The combat method of fate has once again refreshed my worldview." God smiled a little, paid no attention to her, and left the palace to have afternoon tea in the garden outside.

Fortuna obediently followed behind, guarding against an unknown fate attack.

"The other’s fate attack must also be a type that kills at first sight... so elusive. I must be on high alert."

Fortuna’s mind grew increasingly heavy.

"It seems that every arrival of fate is a trial."

"Last time, the changed divine object of fate came upon the peasant weaver girl, Ananke, and that was also a test."

"This trial is even greater, but I will still take your divine object of fate!"

At that moment, on high alert, she saw a change suddenly occur in God while he was sipping flower tea.

God suddenly exhibited an awakening fluctuation.

"What?"

Fortuna, standing beside, widened her eyes in alarm and looked around warily, "How did the other manage this?"

She immediately mobilized her power of destiny to twist God again, to ensure God was not awakened.

But the next second, as God finished the tea and walked on the path, he suddenly was awakened again.

"Again?"

"Unknown attack!"

Fortuna nervously clenched her fists, continuing to twist God.

Twisting a powerful deity requires a great amount of mana, especially a final deity of such authority as God.

"With my mana, I’m afraid I can’t twist God many times."

"She’s trying to exhaust me to death!"

"If I can’t find out how she’s awakening God... I’ll be exhausted by her."

"A Sixth Tier final deity, my power of destiny is being consumed too fast, it can’t keep up with supplement through quick transmission."

Yet the next moment, God exhibited fluctuations once more.

"How on earth is it doing this?" Fortuna continued to twist.

In mere ten seconds, God was awakened three times.

Even I was forced to twist God anew three times!

Such effortless rapidity, could it be that the other’s fate trait possesses the ability to awaken God?

No, probably not.

Finally, constantly trailing around God, Fortuna detected the truth.

It was the fate slate!

Her brain spun rapidly, sorting out all the information upon awakening.

The person had the ability to twist the fate of inanimate objects.

The other actually transformed a teacup temporarily into a fate slate.

Hence God awakened the moment he saw the teacup.

God walking on the path awakened because he saw some distant garden slab turn into a fate slate...

Using such methods, continuously awakening God.

In the garden.

The flowers fragrant, the green trees luxuriant.

God strolled along the flower path, in such a serene environment of birdsong and floral scent, yet Fortuna’s heart was pounding.

Because there was an intangible battle happening here.

"So that’s it? Mastering the fate of inanimate objects!"

Fortuna’s expression sharpened, "This fellow, maybe a dead person, who on earth is she?"

The fate of inanimate objects?

Her expression sharpened, if it was this fate, could it allow her once close friend to come back alive?

On the other side.

In the realm of inanimate objects, Moira couldn’t see the world of living beings on the opposite, "The other, this so-called Goddess of Destiny, Ananke, is truly formidable!"

She vaguely saw some blurry past from within the fate slate.

But she was ultimately a dead person, couldn’t see the world of the living clearly, only marveled at this lofty goddess Ananke’s formidable aura.

Different from her scatterbrained old friend.

"To have noticed my methods."

"She immediately took action to change Cain and God, originally I intended to use Cain’s hand to take the fate slate, let him awaken God."

"But no matter what, I still must awaken God, to have God awaken me, this inanimate object, so that I may descend through a false body and see the world of living people outside!"

In the world of inanimate objects, she couldn’t find Fortuna.

She knew the other was still alive, living in a world a few thousand years in the future.

Obviously just an ordinary mortal who couldn’t cultivate.

Yet she was still alive, what on earth happened?

This filled her with sufficient curiosity about the world of the living.

"To live again, it seems I must defeat you!" Moira’s timid eyes flashed with a trace of determination.