CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 41: CHANGING TIMES

Liu Jun remembered the Innate Saint baby from before, born in Rehe City.

He couldn’t help but search the news.

"Very well, taken by Rehe Heavy Industry, whereabouts unknown."

He showed a hint of inevitable regret,

"But it figures, that is a prototype machine, a walking Treasure Basin, a future cornerstone of power, could it possibly be allowed to be taken by hostile forces?"

Liu Jun felt his head was heavy.

It seems this path is without hope.

He rubbed his head in frustration while sitting in front of the computer screen.

He also thought of the family of three fleeing towards the ancestral land: one invested in Titan research, one in mechanical steam, and another in dragon development...

The more Liu Jun thought, the more speechless he was.

No wonder it’s the plague fungus, its contagiousness is far too exaggerated.

"Should I ask the Angel King to gather people? Has he met any Innate Saints in recent days?"

"Then, design a plan to send the Innate Saints through time as a Prophet? To save my world?"

Liu Jun reconsidered and vetoed this outrageous thought.

No,

This is simply courting death.

I should still take a look at what’s going on with this Mushroom Soup!

Just when Liu Jun was feeling a bit troubled, he received a message from Teacher Si Anhe:

"Tomorrow is the class physical examination, everyone must come."

Liu Jun looked at it and didn’t pay much attention.

Now he has vanished from sight, even a physical exam holds no fear for him.

It’s better to think about how to be a good Creator God and solve this "wisdom" mushroom issue!

Liu Jun also understood, starting is always the hardest part.

When his Mushroom Soup develops, with a large number of formidable people, a wealth of Saint foundations, and various powerful races...

In the future, any Wisdom Disaster or even more exaggerated Talent Mushrooms will not easily infect all beings and lead to civilization collapse without resistance as they do now.

But he also needs to get this civilization through its current seedling phase!

A civilization’s development will always have various unexpected events, natural disasters, man-made catastrophes, civilization destruction...

And his task as the fake Creator God is to protect this seedling.

"The startup phase is really hard."

Liu Jun sighed:

"After acquiring this Golden Finger, I thought having no metal, land, or sand thrown into the world was my biggest problem."

"But I never expected that the world itself would have problems..."

...

Butterfly Era, year 181.

The myriad races vie for dominance, with endless bloody battles.

Due to the spread of the wisdom plague, all of the Butterfly Race became extreme, pursuing knowledge in various extreme ways.

Mad, extreme, twisted, and insane.

They lost all morals and etiquette, love and hatred, leaving only cold and icy wisdom in their eyes.

They were like a group of addicted fungi, completely fallen.

Even though this force that catalyzed wisdom overdrew their brains, bodies, and wills...

With disaster upon them, the Butterfly Race could only repeatedly contract their territories, retreating to the ancestral land, and finally huddling on the Cangwu Tree.

Butterfly Era, year 182.

Led by the Fallen Angels, a new era of the Angel Dynasty began.

"I will continue my father’s glory and become the most beautiful king in the world!"

"My father’s beauty is the beauty of the soul."

"And my beauty lies in wisdom!"

Raphael became the second-generation Angel King.

Moreover, supporting the Mother of Wisdom origin, he began perfecting the Great Angel evolution sequence, mass-producing many angels!

The Little Angels, one by one, welcomed their next form.

And the Butterfly Ancestral Land became a forbidden zone.

Because once they approached it, they found their wisdom stripped away and lowered.

Not approached: "Angel wings are the most beautiful."

Approached: "I love eating cabbage."

...

Not approached: "Eating is merely a necessary life cycle that wastes time."

Approached: "Delicious, delicious, I want more!"

The Phoenix Emperor, always carrying "Low Wisdom", had an extremely high compatibility with this "Divine Authority", and with two centuries of in-depth development, it had already formed a pure land.

They even established a "Dumbing Aura" to protect the Cangwu Ancestral Land, specially isolating external enemies.

"Forbidden zone, this is the ancient forbidden zone indeed."

"Indeed, the God of Wisdom’s methods are terrifying!"

"I have a premonition that in the times to come, wisdom will define borders, dividing into two different nations."

Raphael left with his heart full of shock and fear.

Is this the power of the gods?

...

Butterfly Era, year 190.

The entire world began learning from the angels’ humanoid form, creating life.

A new race named Titan rose up and began warring with the angels because they wanted to obtain the Mother of Wisdom.

The closer they got, the greater the wisdom they possessed.

The war between Angels and Titans began in full swing.

Butterfly Era, year 191.

The Violent Dragon Butterfly rose up, divided into Five-Colored Dragon Race, and also started fighting for their Wisdom Dragon Mother.

The Tree of Life in the forest also began to split into numerous tree lives.

Thus, the world saw the rise of four tribes competing for dominance.

Titans, Giant Dragons, Angels, and Elves.

"Kill them all."

"The Mother of Angels belongs to us!"

"No, that is the Ancestor Titan, the king who granted us wisdom."

"She is our Dragon Mother!"

The war was brutal; they wove life and began relentless assaults.

They fought over Insect Seventy-seven, striving to obtain the source of this addictive fungus without limits.

Each adult Titan possessed bodies larger than a Tyrannosaurus, with muscles like marble, and their joints adorned with armor, woven in imitation of an Armor Dragon.

Roar!~~

The Titans trained the Tyrannosaurs, forming dragon trainers, moving across mountains and rivers, their steps causing tremors, swatting Angels like flies.

"Kill!"

The Angels, with melee Angels wielding ancient swords, and long-range Angels holding bows and crossbows.

The entire era was a group of true geniuses.

They possessed wisdom closest to the gods, constantly weaving various lives.

This was the most unbelievable and crazy era.

Every day, new species were created.

Every day, new weaving ideas were proposed by scholars.

Every day, proven infeasible hypotheses were overturned.

Be they Angels or Demons, Titans or Elves, nearly all were created and improved at the hands of the Butterfly Race.

They created myth.

Millions of years later, they are eternally engraved on murals; in the eyes of their descendants, they are the gods who created all mythical species!

They created the age of myth origins.

Butterfly Era, year 192.

All major races wove a new Magic Heart, granting their offspring stronger power.

All major races frantically updated.

They were all Pseudo-Saints, achieving in just a few years what the Butterfly civilization should take thousands of years to accomplish, creating super cocooning techniques.

Civilization was exploding!

Butterfly Era, year 195.

The Titan Race chose to abandon Spiritual Power as the main focus, and started restructuring their bodies, creating a training method for Titan bodies.

They based it on multiple cocoonings to create the concept of Titan shell evolution.

"The world belongs to us!"

The Titans roared.

This era, Titans and Angels, were fiercely fighting.

Both were the lords of the land.

Butterfly Era, year 199.

The Elves, who had been weak, reproduced extremely quickly as wood element beings, and the abundance of fruit produced a large army.

Leveraging their numbers, they secretly amassed a terrifying army and began counterattacking the powerful Titans and Angels.

The entire land turned crimson with blood.

At first, Elves were the weakest, but soon, various dense Elf tribes began to retaliate, even establishing empires.

They rose unexpectedly, becoming the strongest.

In a battle on the Angel Grassland, the Elf Race reclaimed the Angel Queen.

"What Angel King? I am the most beautiful next king!"

Watching the fleeing second-generation Angel King, the leading Elf King did not pursue but instead went deep into the palace.

"Welcome back, our Ancestor Elf."

They welcomed back Insect Seventy-seven.

This battle marked the defeat of the Angels, signaling the arrival of the Elven era after the Angelic era.

In just over a decade of bloody warfare, the regime changed.

Their Ancestor Mother Tree was precisely Hua Baishuang, who had once had a brief encounter with them.

But the one who dominated the Elf Race was the Elf Queen named Sylph.

The defeated Angels, Titans, and Giant Dragons, with their dwindling populations, could only migrate to deserted corners.

Due to the diminishing transmission of wisdom and their distance from Insect Seventy-seven, their wisdom decreased, forming a vicious cycle, causing slow development.

However, the Elf Race was entirely different.

With perfect appearance, intelligent minds, a cold but fearless demeanor, strong reproductive capabilities, and limitless adaptability...

Their native butterfly origin was the Insect Race, now even more resembling the Insect Race.

Their soldier production rate was terrifyingly fast.

Moreover, on their woven fruits, various Elf templates emerged, archers, rangers, assassins...

They were like true life creators, weaving various powerful war weapons.

Even gigantic war tree-men appeared.

They originated from the Butterfly Race and were more obsessed with beauty, resulting in unprecedentedly prosperous beautiful scenes!

"The world belongs to us Elves."

In this year.

Sylph set foot on the Butterfly Ancestral Land, gazing at this scene outside the Cangwu Tree.

"My wisdom is being cleansed."

"Unbelievable, I really cannot get close here."

"As expected of a Prophet, a divine spirit from the last era, he probably anticipated today long ago. Thus, he nurtured the Low Wisdom Phoenix Emperor. When High Wisdom descended, he could isolate us, forming a contrasting forbidden zone!"

"Perhaps he once saw the Wisdom Disaster of the last era and found a corresponding solution."

Sylph’s entire body was a dark bronze color due to being infected with High Wisdom, forming a distinctive physical characteristic.

Their species was more accurately called Dark Elves.

"Elf King Sylph, requests an audience with the ancient Prophet Divine Spirit." The voice was sonorous, echoing throughout the Cangwu Ancestral Land.