Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 376 - 291: Winding Rope Beneath the Sea

To be honest.

Entering the underwater world was a major undertaking that required the combined efforts of a top sixth-tier civilization spanning over a hundred Divine Eras.

The normal path for civilization is only one:

Using an underwater train to transport supplies, spending tens of thousands of years midway through the seawater to establish a stable new world in space, and then the entire civilization slowly takes hundreds of years to descend into the ocean floor.

In other words, God had a cheat, traveling alone without moving the entire family fortress like others, plus the speed of Star Rushing Lightning, it only took five years.

An unbelievable infiltration speed!

But God’s return trip took a full 10 years.

The God of Magic, Bal, was extremely calm:

"Even for the omnipotent God, it takes five years. If we move as a family, even faster than those civilizations, it would take dozens of years for a single dive."

"The return speed would have to double, meaning a round trip would take over a hundred years."

They discussed continuously.

Finding this time unbearable for them.

Moreover, could the gods present easily resist the natural might like God could?

There are three gods who can make solo round trips.

God.

The Goddess of Destiny, Fortuna, who can silently dive into the sea by seeing fate and avoiding space currents.

The God of Magic, Bal, relying on brute force to break through.

There are three gods who cannot make solo round trips.

The Goddess of Transmission.

The God of Evolution, Cain, although Cain, this god of food, can infiltrate through the evolution of the space train family.

The Lady of Death, Scouti, although outwardly unable to perform low-level death alone, her true power allows her to freely roundtrip by altering the proportion of fate.

That is to say,

only half of the six gods can come and go freely, and it still takes a lot of time.

"The natural might, indeed, is terrifying."

"As powerful as we are, we are not much stronger than those sixth-tier civilizations sinking to the seabed."

Cain pondered for a moment, "A solo round trip takes too much time. I suggest, as the God of Evolution, to evolve a new era’s Tower of Babel."

"This Tower of Babel will be constructed by my other identity, Jesus, in cooperation with Transmission, to extend downward, creating a permanent space passage."

This plan received unanimous agreement from everyone.

They aimed for a perfect round trip.

And it is still the era ruled by God, so rebuilding the Babel Tower of the past posed no issues. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The issue they now face is:

The might of nature!

A vertical space tunnel is too difficult, having to guard against 5-level~100-level space turbulence impacts.

Yes.

According to records from those civilization relics, there was supposedly a rare, massive century disaster in history, 100-level space turbulence.

It was a scene that could be called a world-ending event.

According to the description, even Liu Jun, as God, felt that if he were caught in it, he might be instantly washed to death.

This is the might of nature!

Of course, that’s in a head-on confrontation situation.

When truly facing such a disaster, even before the tsunami arrives, God would have already fled in advance.

Look at the previous Sona civilization.

After much effort, they found a short-term area without ocean currents to begin building the new world, and initially, to withstand an 8-level space current, they were nearly wiped out, and later a 15-level space tsunami, directly collapsed.

Building a Great Wall for oneself is much more difficult than building a small fortress for others!

What kind of high tower can withstand tsunamis from various ocean layers?

"Using their civilization’s buoys can provide early warning, resulting in weather forecasts."

"But predicting is one thing, how to withstand is another problem."

The gods couldn’t help but look at the God of Magic, Bal.

"Sorry, I can’t do it, I can’t withstand an entire space tide alone!"

Seeing everyone’s gaze, the God of Magic, Bal, shook his hand, "The Power of Space is invisible and intangible, not within my mandate as the God of Magic, Bal; my transition between virtual and reality cannot convert this power."

"If we go head to head, I can of course endure, but I cannot protect the construction behind me."

Everyone looked to the Goddess of Destiny.

The Goddess of Destiny, Fortuna, also waved her hand:

"I can foresee the coming disaster, but I cannot change it... I can distort the memory of life to create parallel worlds, but distorting the memory of space? Ha? It would be laughable to even mention it!"

It seemed everyone was at a loss.

In reality, God had a way: to awaken the waves of space tides coming and transform them into space fairies, obeying his command.

But this method was too cumbersome, requiring God to be on standby at all times.

And it required the Goddess of Transmission to provide logistics, constantly rallying massive Power of Heaven and Earth to enable God to counter the repeated assaults of natural might, illuminating the massive spatial fairies of the heavens and earth each time!

"Why not, God, you take a little more trouble?"

Bal couldn’t help but say, "With the blessing of Transmission, you have enlightened vast and boundless armies of space fairies to protect this passage, using space fairies to resist the space tide in the future!"

Everyone was somewhat tempted.

As long as God works a bit harder to guard the space passage.

Once everyone finds a way to break through to the Seventh Tier, the mere space turbulence will become very simple in the future.

Seeing this, God on the throne shook His head at the other gods and said:

"The awakened space fairies, although they can resist the space tide time and again, will indeed be swept away... needing me to enlighten them again, which would keep me stationed in the space tunnel forever."

Liu Jun was quick to dismiss this proposal directly.

If I am permanently stationed in this space tunnel, enduring every space tide, wouldn’t that be a kind of prison for me?

I came to simulate the sandbox, not to be a babysitter.

Helping you explore new maps and find the direction of the Seventh Tier is quite something; the rest you should handle yourselves.

Everyone agreed it made sense:

"Relying solely on God is unrealistic."

"Indeed, we, the gods of heaven and earth, are we really powerless?"

"In my view, we need not aim too high... We could construct the Tower of Babel into a long, slender, twisted rope, presented in a Z shape. By forecasting destiny, we can avoid the sharpness of all space tides along the way."

"Ah? Though this method seems cowardly, it is not infeasible. The Tower of Babel, like a dancer with maxed-out dodge points, writhes seductively in the space currents?"

"However, to perfectly avoid everything, with every segment constantly twisting into Z, S, C shapes, it may require five times the normal length of the Tower of Babel to respond perfectly."

Indeed, like navigating a maze with crazy winding paths, it would need to be so long.

The Goddess of Destiny, beside them, snorted coldly and said:

"Hmph, Cain, with your ability to evolve life and material, you’re the strongest architect. Isn’t it just more work for you? You wouldn’t begrudge that, would you?"

"I have more work in the short term, but once constructed, they won’t need me anymore."

Cain was undaunted, "But in the future, someone will always be responsible for divining the assaults of space tides, and it seems someone will be guarding the tower for life."

Fortuna sneered: "I have 78 Tarot followers, who can be stationed in various areas."

The two were at odds.

Only God glanced slightly at Scouti, pondering to Himself: Actually, the best solution is to end Destiny!

Through the four combinations of this Divine Object, the destinies of death + neutral space + high space.

Perhaps this could combine to form a power that can kill space, thus resisting the invasion of tides.

Unfortunately.

The Goddess of Destiny does not show herself, and the best solution can only be abandoned.

Liu Jun had no intention of exposing this thought either; twisting it like a doughnut was actually quite fine.

After all, using the end of destiny in this way is taking the easy way out.

She can’t go without changing to new combinations for her entire life.

Once other destinies are exchanged, losing her power to kill space, wouldn’t the original Tower of Babel be lost?

Thus.

This simple folk dance is effective!

While ugly, it wins in practicality.

Once construction is completed, we can continue to upgrade.

For example, now it’s a piece of rope; in the future God could awaken it as a fairy, making it ever bigger and thicker.

Eventually, would it not become a beautiful goddess eternally belly dancing in the ocean depths?

Her hands bear the islands of the starry sky disc, her feet trod on the ruins of civilization on the sea floor.

One person’s height is aligned with the distance between heaven and earth.

Liu Jun mused, "So it seems, the gods are working for me."

"Creating a super giant fairy for me."

Why is God strong?

Because He is the Lord of All Armies, and His growth potential is terrifying.

He can awaken a multitude of various divine power fairies, wielding the power of all gods, thus having the reputation of being omniscient and omnipotent.

If this giant fairy succeeds, with new life, endowed with various minor destinies, evolution, attributes, space divine power... it would be a mini omnipotent God of Fairies!

"In this way, once this new super large space train succeeds, my power as God will surge again!"

Sitting on the throne, God slightly closed His eyes.

Soon, the gods began to refine the details of this plan, continually adding bricks and tiles.

Moreover, sending just their divine power avatars into the Cosmos would not suffice.

They also had to apply for a "temporary outing permit" from the Longevity Divine Spirit to truly leave the abode of the gods in their true forms.

Thus, after a month of discussion, under destiny’s design, the plan was finally drafted.

Everyone began to work!

Contrarily, the Goddess of Fertility left with a bitter face:

"Who would have thought I would be so busy too, wherever you build the new passage, I have to lay the Magic Net there."