CHAPTER 36: CHAPTER 34: THE FLOURISHING DEVELOPMENT OF THE BUTTERFLY RACE

Liu Jun turned off the TV, deep in thought.

It seems that Insect Thirteen probably hasn’t been caught yet.

Indeed.

After last night, it’s likely he can’t be found anymore.

Every mushroom ability has an infectious nature.

The Wisdom Mushroom can spread intelligence.

Low Consumption can spread the trait of low consumption.

But this is a temporary enhancement. Previously when the God of Longevity approached with low consumption, those of the Butterfly Race only experienced a temporary delay in aging.

It’s the same now.

Vanish, Longevity and Vision, temporarily infecting it can help him through a growth phase.

As long as he’s cautious, he’s safe in the short term.

"But I’m just afraid he won’t be able to stand the loneliness. Who knows what a guy like him might do?"

Liu Jun couldn’t help but laugh.

From now on, this is not something he can intervene in. Whether it’s a blessing or a curse is all up to Insect Thirteen.

At worst, he’ll just be captured by the company to be used as a prototype, cranking out Intelligent Brains, since from any beneficial standpoint, they wouldn’t kill him.

There’s nothing more he can do for him, time to focus on his own affairs.

The first step: make money.

"With this wave, Li Feng, Zou Anmeng earned quite a bit, I can also take advantage to earn some."

"I can make a small Angel’s Intelligent Brain, and sell it while the trend is hot."

Liu Jun didn’t get overconfident, aware that he’s just a poor high school senior.

He found another loan company, Rehe River Diligent Loan, and got a loan to purchase a new PC001 Amber Swallowtail Butterfly Intelligent Brain.

Recently, this model of the Intelligent Brain has become hot because of its trend, rising to 80,000 Thought Blades.

Liu Jun didn’t hesitate, spending 80,000 Thought Blades to buy it.

Then he took it back to the Mushroom Soup and modified it a bit.

Insect Thirteen used the fungus’s infectious characteristics to quickly change the Brain’s form.

Liu Jun, as Fungus Lord, can naturally do the same.

Spending an afternoon, he finished the task, successfully selling the small Angel’s Intelligent Brain on the trading platform for a high price of 320,000 Thought Blades.

Perhaps the price will rise, but Liu Jun didn’t want to wait.

Afterward, he used this money to repay the previous Rehe River Point Point Loan, and the recently incurred Rehe River Diligent Loan.

After such a round of turnover, considering the interest paid, he now has 130,000 Thought Blades left.

"It’s a shame I can’t sell a few more small Angel’s Intelligent Brains."

He thought to himself,

"I initially had an Amber Swallowtail Butterfly Intelligent Brain, in others’ eyes, I redeemed it last week, mutated with it last night, and sold it today, this process perfectly fits."

"Even Li Feng, Zou Anmeng, I can fool them by saying I redeemed it long ago, it was triggered last night."

"If I bring out a second one, it would have an unclear origin, smarter people might guess that, like some Angel, I can mass-produce this model of the Intelligent Brain."

These proceeds can only be made once.

Even if the big companies have records that I recently bought a new Amber Swallowtail Butterfly Intelligent Brain.

They’d just think it’s stockpiling, waiting for the next big gift from the Angel King.

"Earning these petty profits isn’t easy."

Liu Jun appears very cautious.

In this era, one needs a legitimate and lawful identity to maintain a low profile.

He took these ten-odd thousand Thought Blades and went to the black market plantation to buy a pile of animal nutritional feed, soil, flower pots, and even some laboratory tools.

Now with some money on hand, he’s preparing to revamp the Mushroom Soup.

Mushroom plantation, get it going!

...

Butterfly Era, Year 153

On the whole, nothing happened in this era.

The older generation of angels had mostly perished in battle, their life force expended, corpses strewn everywhere.

While a batch of young core successors of the Angel Race died back then, they remain in a transitional phase.

On the Cangwu Tree.

Liu Jun opened his eyes, unveiling petal layers in the soft flower bed where he awoke.

He climbed onto a petal, looking around at the Divine Hall, then down beneath him.

This holy and magnificent Divine Hall is also adorned with angel murals, depicting their angel civilization’s history.

After all.

Angels are also a branch of the Butterfly Race.

As for the flower bud underneath, it turns out to be made of silk...

"What is this? An alien caterpillar with a cocoon budding a flower?"

Liu Jun pondered.

The Angel Civilization is developing, and here the Butterfly Race has always been experimenting with various "Life Rope Knots," progressing not small at all.

On the table, there’s all sorts of information and data, waiting for him as the Prophet to awaken and read.

"Quite considerate."

"Die Lvxiang has always been a ruler who knows when to advance and retreat, with a good sense of management."

Liu Jun opened up the various development information of recent years.

The species that have emerged now are mostly semi-finished products, with about thirty similar kinds.

Because the scale of time is too small and too short.

Even the once world-renowned Angel Race, with its little winged spheres, are just semi-finished products.

It was only in the final moment that they reached ultimate sublimation, developing into the next form: Archangels.

However.

This form, after Insect Thirteen left, still hasn’t been reached by any new Little Angels.

They are still all "Angel Eggs."

It is evident that it is difficult for Little Angels to evolve into Archangels, with a very high threshold.

After researching for a while, Feng happily came over, "Are you finally awake?"

"How have you been lately?" Liu Jun put down the materials in his hand.

"Alright."

The Phoenix Emperor counted on his fingers, "Over the years, not only have that batch of Angels aged, but a batch of the older Phoenix Butterflies also passed away a few years ago."

Even with Liu Jun’s support, these second-tier Telekinesis Butterflies life, aged to death before a hundred years old.

Indeed.

In this dream world, one can still age and die.

The current era is very developed; organisms do not have a physical lifespan because there are various cloning technologies that allow for body replacement.

But the soul is the fundamental basis for lifespan.

Similar to those scholars, experiencing countless years overnight and perceiving others’ lifetimes, does it seem like they gained time?

In reality, what is consumed is the lifespan of the soul.

Therefore, reading good books, reading quality books is essential.

Reading miscellaneous books only wastes time.

Of course, perception is also important.

Some people read books for countless years but remain mediocre, unable to grasp the reasoning within, staying stuck in the second tier, only waiting for their souls to age out.

"Birth, old age, illness, and death are common in the world; we will slowly get used to it."

Liu Jun said calmly, "How are those five doing now?"

Feng replied, "Still researching how to become the next generation of New Gods, but after the Angel King, none of the One Emperor and Four Marquis have made a breakthrough."

"A harmonious state of mind is more important." Liu Jun smiled.

Deep Love is not Long-lived.

Insect Thirteen spent his later life in regret and pain.

A life of deep affection, half a life of suffering.

Naturally compatible with that innate Extreme Passion Mushroom.

Other butterflies...

For compatibility with other Divine Treasures, there is presumably difficulty.

Then, the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly detailed the developments of these years to Liu Jun.

The Butterfly Emperor, Die Lvxiang, is still painstakingly researching how to integrate Divine Treasures.

The Butterfly Queen, Die Lvxin, besides helping manage various racial affairs over these years, has fallen in love with beautiful clothes, becoming a fashion master and developing various garments.

The Butterfly Race has become more beautiful.

The culture has become more flourishing, city-states have appeared, and various beautiful architectures and even the ground’s brick patterns are butterfly knots.

The third, Die Hongjun, is still conducting his various cocoon evolution experiments, and over the years, many of the embryos of new life forms have been led by him.

New races are continuously being born.

The entire civilization is in a vibrant state, no longer a primitive tribe, the world is becoming almost unrecognizable to Liu Jun!

Yet Die Hongjun has always had a doubt over these years: who exactly framed him back then.

If the Angel King were still around, it would have been easy to find out.

But now, since all the old generation of the Angel Race have passed away, the mastermind might forever be a historical mystery.

The fourth, Diechi Yin, is carefree and indifferent.

These years he has been managing the race’s food and planting, loving gourmet food, and has created many strange dishes.

As civilization develops, they are increasingly focused on gourmet and enjoyment.

The fifth, Die Mingren, is still a diligent cultivator, managing the Butterfly Race’s guardian army.

And there is another thing:

Back then, the three trials given by God.

God took one, another disappeared with the Angel King, and the remaining one fell to the human world, yet can’t be found, hauntingly vanishing.

Liu Jun frowned slightly upon hearing this, "The one that fell down was [High Wisdom], not found?"

"You haven’t sensed it?" Liu Jun asked.

"Huh?" The Amber Swallowtail Butterfly seemed a bit confused.

Every talent has its characteristics, and Liu Jun doesn’t know what the situation is, could it be: Low Intelligence doesn’t deserve to sense High Intelligence? He can only let it be.

Following this, Liu Jun played with the Phoenix Emperor for a few days, instructing it to work hard on its cultivation, and also conversed with the others of One Emperor and Four Marquis, promoting their relationships.