CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 36: CREATING A LIFE, TREE OF ORIGIN

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With a sigh, Liu Jun ended his journey and retreated from the spiritual world.

"Butterfly Transformation of Ten Thousand Races, Divergence of All Life."

"This is truly a fairy tale era where myriad butterfly species compete in beauty, bursting with vibrant vitality."

Mushroom Soup World.

Unlike the dream, this place was incredibly rudimentary.

Under the empty, void sky.

Liu Jun looked at the large pot, filled with murky broth, on top of which floated a giant piece of driftwood, covered densely with colorful mushrooms.

Each mushroom represents a butterfly life inside it.

—This is the real butterfly world.

"Poor, so poor. As beautiful as it is in dreams, as ugly it is outside."

"In this era of highly developed information, I really have no good way to make money."

"Revealing a third-level identity, I can naturally make money, but I would also definitely be targeted."

He sighed, bringing his thoughts back to the main topic:

"It’s about time to remodel the mushroom space."

He threw the newly purchased materials into the Mushroom Soup and began constructing a simple little room.

Then he started feeding the various mushrooms in the room with animal feed.

Though cheap, it could foster more mushroom growth.

With nutrition, these mushrooms quickly began to differentiate, taking on new shapes.

Just like the mushroom that once dreamt of being a "Multi-handed Butterfly," with nutrition, it immediately transformed towards "Multi-handed Butterfly" shape.

The various mushrooms on the spot quickly appeared in diverse forms, Little Angels, Original Butterflies, Flower Butterflies, Shell Butterflies, Violent Dragon Butterflies...

All sorts of mutated species!

Like exquisite mushroom statues the size of fingernails.

Brightly colored and exceptionally cute.

"Indeed, as long as there is enough material, the creatures from dreams can instantly become entities, turning into a real world."

Seeing this scene, Liu Jun activated his telekinesis.

Rustling~

He levitated these cute little mushrooms with shapes using telekinesis, and transplanted them in batches onto a simple rack.

Arranged in sequence, like displaying tiny figurine statues.

From high to low, sorted according to their realm.

For example, the five strongest mushrooms, One Emperor and Four Marquis, were placed at the highest point on the rack.

And the entire laboratory was divided into four mushroom breeding racks.

The eastern wooden rack, mostly populated by the Phoenix Butterfly Race.

The western wooden rack, mostly populated by the Angel Race.

The northern wooden rack, mostly populated by various small mixed species that settled after leaving Butterfly Valley.

The southern wooden rack, completely empty.

Among them, the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly, Liu Jun placed at the center of the four racks.

"Four Directions Continent, surrounding a Creation Butterfly..."

Liu Jun knew this was very rudimentary, four mushroom growing racks.

But it was all he could provide for now.

After setting up a simple mushroom cultivation room, he also arranged various instruments and tools for conducting some experiments.

"Time to search for potential races."

Previously, the foundation was too thin, only producing a relatively simple spherical Little Angel, which later evolved into a Great Angel.

But now, after a century of evolution and accumulation, the foundation was gradually becoming substantial.

Now, he naturally wanted to go further:

Create life, manufacture an extraordinary race!

Without dreams, what’s the difference from being brain-dead?

The various divine objects under his control inherently held unlimited possibilities.

"Our world follows a literati system, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, pursuing the pure Path of the Soul, the mechanical ascension route..."

"I can fully deduce a corporeal system."

"Now, with my realm’s enhancement, I clearly feel that my body is too unbalanced; it seems unable to withstand a few Talent Mushrooms."

"A zero-level body with a third-level soul, and squeezing in a bunch of chaotic mushroom talents."

"If I don’t serialize my body and systematize my cultivation, I might end up being squeezed and mutated alive into a twisted giant mushroom monster."

"I must evolve orderly, not expand chaotically."

He continually pondered.

"I am no Creator God, but if necessary, I can continue creating some benevolent civilized races within the Mushroom Soup to pave the way for me, also achieving a win-win!"

This Golden Finger, mastering a Mushroom Soup World, must be well utilized.

His eyes fell on a semi-finished species called the "Life Rope Knot."

[Flower Butterfly].

Soon, he took down this mushroom dreaming of itself as a "Flower Life with Butterfly Wings" from the fifth row on the eastern rack.

"Flower Butterfly’s clan leader, Hua Baishuang, huh?"

Holding this zzZ~ dreaming cute little mushroom, he began to research on the test bench.

"The Butterfly Race’s strength lies in weaving life with silk, undergoing metamorphic growth, but limited by the times, their ideology is somewhat narrow."

"Why must they weave themselves?"

"One’s life is singular; if the cocooning route is mistaken, it results in death."

"Why not weave their progeny? Progeny can be numerous; they can die and regenerate."

As for repeatedly weaving offspring egg forms, is it killing lives?

That’s being a bit of a holy mother.

Merely unformed life seeds.

If these are considered lives, some people might kill billions of lives unknowingly at night, and in a week, become a super killer surpassing the total human count.

And in the animal kingdom, species producing thousands or tens of thousands of eggs at a time are not uncommon.

Weaving one embryo after another, those that don’t succeed perish within, only the successful ones are born.

This method, after all, isn’t bad.

"Moreover, butterflies lay dozens to hundreds of eggs at a time, with a naturally low survival rate. The weaving method, instead, can enhance the quality of the offspring!"

Liu Jun continually contemplated the possibilities within it.

Theoretically, it’s entirely feasible!

So then, what foundational form should the weaving butterflies have?

He pondered further,

"Plants, they’re quite good."

"Why not transform oneself into a mythical Tree of Life, covered with butterfly-patterned flowers and leaves?"

"The butterflies lay eggs, which become the fruits of trees."

"Using the fruit as biological seedbeds, to weave new butterfly offspring one after another?"

Trees, nurturing endlessly possible woven creations, this model is the best.

What is it equivalent to?

A tree-shaped loom, weaving new life at every moment!

Liu Jun had no reason not to experiment.

He had a premonition that if successful, this could potentially be a race not inferior to the Angels.

"I have Longevity and Vision, which automatically optimizes the structure of life’s internal consumption, reducing all kinds of physical expenditure..."

"Allowing me to weave life effortlessly, like a fish in water."

"After a few generations of such optimization, I might be able to produce a decent initial draft of the Life Rope Knot blueprint."

Liu Jun kept planning.

In fact, if there was Deep Love is not Long-lived to accelerate life’s aging, the speed would probably be faster.

But since it’s unavailable now, so be it.

Next, he utilized the timeless nature of the Spiritual World for experimentation.

Occasionally venturing out to gather the necessary biological information, then returning to continue experimenting.

After spending about eight years, he finally came up with a prototype.

He looked at a mushroom tree on the table, thought for a moment, and planted it on an uninhabited southern wooden rack.

Rustle!

He tossed it onto the cultivation soil above, and Liu Jun said with anticipation:

"You are the first generation Tree of Life, the mother of all life’s origin, go and create the life you wish to weave."

...

Flower Butterfly Tribe.

A group of butterflies traveling here exclaimed:

"Ah, this is the legendary Strange Forest!"

"Legends say it houses the eerie and ugly witches."

"Run away quickly!"

"It’s the Gargoyles!"

"Wrong, wrong, it’s the Wooden Butterfly Ghosts! A bunch of wood flying out!"

The Flower Butterfly tribe members were exceedingly hospitable, striving to welcome the outside guests.

But these skittish and adorable little butterfly travelers were frightened away as soon as they arrived.

Nearby, an elder sighed, "I do not know when we will rise again, we won’t just go extinct like this, clearly, this is something we worked hard for, not knowing how many companions died to establish the Life Rope Knot series."

They didn’t want to betray this trust.

All of it achieved by like-minded companions passionate about plant grafting and transformation, trading their lives for it.

Another elder nearby said, "By the way, where did the tribe leader go?"

"I don’t know, has been missing for a while, probably went to the ancestral land to recruit new members."

After some time, their tribe leader returned.

"Are you, the tribe leader?"

"How did you come to look like this?"

They saw a mysterious and beautiful little sapling.

Unexpectedly, the tribe leader had become so beautiful!

If recruiting, just standing there, countless little creatures would probably rush over excitedly to join their race.

Is it possible our race will be saved?

This little sapling was somewhat dazed, "I had a dream, I saw an incomparably magnificent, infinitely huge figure..."

The elders present exchanged glances, a trace of awe flashing across their eyes as they suddenly recalled an ancient legend.

...

Having finished the Life Tree experiment, Liu Jun stretched lazily.

Li Feng and Zou Anmeng came back particularly late today.

They didn’t return until after eight in the evening and brought dinner for Liu Jun.

Upon their return, there was a somewhat unnatural, stiff expression.

"Did you run into trouble?" At the dinner table, Liu Jun asked.

"No." The two shook their heads.

Liu Jun didn’t inquire further, quietly taking note, thinking it might be due to someone eyeing the acquisition of the Little Angels’ Intelligent Brain.

Teacher Zou Anmeng should also help solve it.

Some of the hooligans liked to squat outside the school, threatening and intimidating students.

Let’s keep an eye and see.

Liu Jun didn’t ask much more, after dinner, he browsed various forums and checked out the opinions of different netizens.

These days, the masters are among the people.

Especially in this era full of scholars.

Though many are angry youth, and cyber schizophrenics caused by reading too much.

But he soon saw an interesting post:

[Great Dream of Longevity]: "I finished the entire Angel King’s story, I already know who the mastermind is."