Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 380 - 294: Over Ten Thousand Years Later

Crack!

Liu Jun awoke with a start.

Ah?

Did I actually get killed?

"A rare experience, for the first time in my life I’ve been defeated, and by a nobody in the parallel universe."

He pressed his temples, saying somewhat resignedly:

"It’s a pity that essentially over there I’m a Death God not good at fighting, not the God myself taking action."

Even so, Liu Jun felt that the figure had a level of about two hundred Divine Eras, extremely powerful.

Furthermore, the timing of the opponent’s attack was perfect!

Even if it were Bal, the God of Magic of the Sixth Tier, who just sank to the bottom of the black hole, exhausted and battered, he wouldn’t be a match for that guy.

Only the exploding Seventh Tier Fortuna, through the divination of fate, could sneak to the bottom, battered and bruised, yet still manage to win with a weaker force and foresee the opponent’s moves, hanging them up for a beating.

After all, everyone is at the Sixth Tier.

There’s no Magic Net here, and the gods of magic don’t have the magical environment they rely on, like solitary figures, naturally reducing their combat power to the lowest.

It’s normal to lose in such a situation.

"What a pity."

"I just heard a message and got beaten down, unable to get more useful information, but it’s probably another ruin. After painstakingly sneaking in, I found this path was also wrong."

"And then I wanted to surface but couldn’t get out."

Great, another prison civilization.

Is this cosmos just a giant animal trap?

This side is a hunting zone.

That side is a hunting zone.

It’s hard to leave once you’re in...

After some venting, Liu Jun roughly confirmed the location of the second area.

The previous one was a space trial.

Now this is a time trial.

And, with things like this, who can complete all the trials and break through to the Seventh Tier?

"Insane."

Liu Jun slowly spat out these two words.

But reality isn’t a fairy tale.

The cosmic environment wasn’t created for humans, yet humans are mere appendages living within it.

The environment may not tailor a path for you; who would accommodate you?

Nature is vast and merciless, its power unfathomable.

But I must say, this parallel trial of final destiny is exhausting, especially the merry-go-round of the black hole, and the sinking of that space ocean, are strikingly similar.

Incredibly tedious and boring.

He needs a good sleep, a break to recover.

Ten days later.

Liu Jun woke up refreshed.

"Ah, refreshing!" He stretched, walked out of the Cangwu Tree, and watched the Butterfly Race swimming back and forth in the artificial ocean.

"Hahahaha."

"We’ve also woven new spatial life!"

"Don’t get too proud, you guys stole the understanding of evolution from the Demon God next door!"

"Anyway, we Creators of the Butterfly Race can weave life in the space ocean, swimming around here."

A group of small butterflies and insects was happily weaving various cocoons in the seawater.

Liu Jun sat on a tree branch watching their bickering, finding it quite amusing.

The richness of species, the perfection of the ecological environment, all depend on such accumulation bit by bit, earthworms, bacteria, insects, grasshoppers...

All these need to be enriched slowly.

After watching their frolic for quite a while, Liu Jun finally came to his senses, ready to attend to serious business.

He’s not someone who dithers; after confirming that the black hole posed no immediate danger, he intended to go there himself and unravel the mysteries!

The merry-go-round is tiring, no doubt.

But these tasks are best suited for him.

The other gods might not withstand traps when utterly exhausted.

Thus, as God, he gathered the gods and said, "I shall be going out again; this time, it may take even longer than before."

"If all goes well, we’ll find the second trial location."

The gods were surprised but unanimously supportive.

Honestly, without the Magic Net’s coverage, the gods of magic lose their strongest card, becoming defenseless targets with no supply.

Gods leaving their homes may be attacked and killed by other civilizations.

Only God can travel safely.

God’s eyes flickered for a moment:

"I hope that when I return this time, your high towers would have been completed, covered by the sea of a new myth, welcoming the epic of life for us magical gods."

Fortuna couldn’t help but frown, "Will this take even longer than the last time?"

"Of course."

"At our level, a single outing or retreat can take extended periods; we need to get used to it."

The world inside the black hole is relatively still; a day inside might be thousands of years outside.

This shows that diving into this takes more time than the space ocean.

Yet, I can’t personally perceive the change of time outside, and when I come out, perhaps thousands of years will have passed in the blink of an eye.

That’s why Liu Jun had made all the arrangements.

"We will take care of everything from behind," Fortuna said calmly.

God nodded and decisively left.

Three days later, he appeared inside a medium-sized black hole, quietly sneaking in.

As the spinning began, God sat on a Petrification Throne, gradually transforming into a stone statue, falling into a slumber amidst the vortex to pass the time.

Moreover.

This time, unlike before where there was no other Divine Power from the Death God, God discovered that after using Star Rushing Lightning, he could actually accelerate time, speeding up the sinking of the vortex!

When reaching the middle layer of the vortex, he saw many civilizations rotating here.

They did not enter in the same year, some being tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years apart. They appeared close together, but in reality, the time scale was vastly different.

"What is that? A statue."

"Why isn’t he traveling at a constant speed?"

"Accelerating, something seems to be making him accelerate!"

"Ah, he’s going to overtake us, quickly avoid him!"

Many civilizations forcibly deviated from their trajectory to avoid this statue.

But some stubborn civilizations tried to catch up with the pursuing statue, and something eerie happened.

In the command cabin of the space train.

An ugly mud-based lifeform with greedy eyes looked at the statue outside, "Humanoid life structure, exuding a mysterious aura, and can violate cosmic physical laws, accelerating..."

He picked up a cup of nutritional supplement and began to drink.

But the next second, his pupils bulged as he unexpectedly choked on the nutritional supplement, violently throwing up, and in the midst of his frantic grabbing, he accidentally cut his arm on a knife on the metal table, causing heavy bleeding.

"How is this possible!"

The surrounding commanders were directly stunned.

They were strong entities of the one hundred thirty-three Divine Eras, capable of exhaling and extinguishing a planet’s atmosphere. How could they choke on food and get their skin cut by a small metal knife, bleeding without stop?

But soon another strong entity responded, "It’s those things; they seem to have been bestowed with some peculiar power, giving them the ability to attack us!"

"No! More accurately, it’s malice! We have generated malice towards that sculpture!" A clever member of the think tank roared loudly, "Hurry, hurry, don’t have malicious thoughts!"

...

Such incidents occurred for every passing civilization along the way.

All civilizations fearfully watched the mysterious figure overtaking them, daring not to harbor any malicious intentions.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

When Liu Jun opened his eyes, he found he had finally reached the lower levels.

He raised his head and looked at the carousel civilizations he had surpassed, rotating in the sky, but some gazed at him with reverence.

"Is it because of calamity?"

He didn’t know what happened during his sleep, but having activated his passive protective barrier, he roughly guessed the process.

He didn’t pay attention, nor did he need to pay attention to these insignificant fellows. He gently leapt, jumping towards the center of the vortex.

The vortex center was unexpectedly calm, just an endless graveyard.

Liu Jun walked boldly, some strange civilization members curled up in corners, looking in terror at this God.

Obviously, they also saw the peculiar scene above and dared not attack.

Liu Jun glanced at them, "Indeed, when I descended as the Death God, they attacked right away as if in a surprise attack. As the God, they dare not approach, trembling in fear."

No longer hesitating, he looked at the epitaphs.

[Foundation Civilization: The black hole is a wrong path; wrong, all wrong. We should have listened to those space scholars; time is not the power for a civilization’s ascension, space is. True advanced civilizations should dive into space! We should exert all our effort to venture into the depths of the space ocean!]

[Domain Spirit Civilization: Can’t go out, can’t go out, just watching civilizations fall one by one.]

[Long Civilization: It seems all black hole vortices are connected; all nearby region’s black holes are connected to one bottom.]

Liu Jun looked at these messages full of information and slightly frowned.

It seems the trial of the black hole is rather difficult.

And even harder to get out, the pulling force is even greater than that of the space ocean.

But Liu Jun dared to come down, still having some tricks up his sleeve, "The black hole pulls me in, so another black hole should suffice to counteract."

With this thought, he glanced at the nearby vortex.

"Black hole, I command you to take me out."

With these words, amidst the stunned expression of the native civilization, a small black hole split off, emitting a youthful thought wave:

"Oh God, if it is your will, I must obey!"

God hesitated not, using his vast omniscient ability to instantly sweep through all information on this relic and prepared to leave.

He rode the black hole backwards and rushed out.

At this moment, the native civilization also began to plead and shout, "Please, strong entity of this civilization, take us out."

God’s eyes flickered slightly, "Alright."

After all, they are also native labor forces, still alive.

A gust of black wind swept them up, heading straight out of the black hole.

When Liu Jun took the multitude out of this world, it seemed a long time had passed.

People saw the entire nearby starry sky seemed to have changed form, turning into a scene from their mythical story in a lower civilization.

They were like natives running out of the black vortex of the ocean, observing the various astonishing cosmic giant beasts in the surrounding space ocean.

Continuously roaring and fighting, their sizes were enormous, exuding a fierce and horrifying aura.

Moreover, this galaxy constantly transmitted a message.

[We are the God Civilization, our goal is to enter the Seventh Tier and ultimately reboot the entire Cosmos!]

The natives brought by Liu Jun gaped.

How long have we been in there?

The outside has already turned into something we don’t recognize.

God calculated with his fingers and revealed a slight smile, "Not much time has passed, only eleven thousand years, and the nearby generation in space ocean has proliferated to this extent."

It can only be said, they truly are like plague mushrooms, spreading various man-made divine calamities too quickly.