Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 426 - 329: Divine Object, Three Choices

In this era, too many non-existent pseudo-gods have proliferated.

Some sects attempt to transform certain non-existent fake gods from illusion to reality, making falsehoods into truths, and beseech the Creator God to bestow the corresponding Divine Object.

"Furthermore, some even emerge intending to act against the gods, external invaders, ignorant of heaven’s height and earth’s depth?"

Liu Jun’s gaze turned toward the vast magic galaxy, to a small floating island on the sea’s surface.

...

In a secret palace.

Countless ever-changing masks and faces, depicting various animal masks like ox-heads and horse-faces.

The entire palace’s wall bricks are made of square masks.

Numerous mask-wearing followers, with faces full of devotion and zeal, knelt on the ground shouting:

"Thank the almighty Demon God of a Thousand Changes."

"You are the supreme of all changes, the new True God, the changer of authorities!"

"You are the Lord of the Gods of the next era, after God, Destiny, and the Sun!"

"The next era belongs to you!"

"Praise you, just as we praise the ever-changing myriad things, you are the extension of motion, the antithesis of stillness!"

...

These followers are frantically worshiping a masked man above.

Seeing this, Liu Jun was thoughtful:

"Boasting about the power of this fictional Divine Object? Flaunting oneself as the protagonist of the next Divine Era?"

"Ambitious, this is truly crafting a broth of materials for brewing this Divine Object."

"This sect seems more reliable than the others, not being overly ambitious, but choosing a theoretically fully feasible series of Divine Objects." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Moreover.

They also know how to accumulate materials for the birth of the Divine Object.

Having a group study transformations, disguise techniques, doppelgangers...

Very specifically outlined the functions of this Divine Object.

Organized and disciplined, with such materials, it might really brew a new Divine Object?

"Quite a master!"

Liu Jun couldn’t help but marvel, feeling that these outsiders were truly full of talents, even coming up with such a playstyle.

The most crucial part is.

This masked man, a powerhouse of the Thousand Changes sect, has customized a Divine Object for himself, possibly with a 100% compatibility.

That’s quite excellent.

The next Divine Trial’s bestowed Divine Object doesn’t match me?

Doesn’t matter.

I’ll custom-make one with 100% compatibility for myself.

"Quite an Evil God."

"Compared to other unreliable, pompous sects, he really has a chance to move from a fake god, using the preemptively established sect’s method, to become a real god! Becoming one of us gods."

Liu Jun rubbed his chin, finding this approach increasingly novel.

Compared to the previous era’s random Divine Object births, this era has already started to be able to artificially guide the emergence of Divine Objects.

The most absurd part is.

My own little thief sect couldn’t even match this Thousand Changes sect.

What if, in the next three choices, the generated one isn’t a thief Divine Object, but a Thousand Changes Divine Object?

I, the dignified God, secretly developing an evil sect of pseudo-gods, couldn’t even outmatch this outsider invader sect?

Thinking this, Liu Jun decided to give the other party a good lesson, to strike this sect down a notch.

Call for reinforcements.

From the perspective of world maintenance, have the gods strike these "Thousand Changes sect" terrorists.

Thus.

The gods convened in the Heaven of God.

The Sun God Bal, the evolving Demon God Cain, the Goddess of Fertility Lilith...

There was even a mortal from the earth, the strongest human hero, the King Wolf of the land’s chaotic realm.

Wolf’s participation as a mortal in the gods’ gathering was due to the gods’ acknowledgment of his sacrifice to save the world back then.

God saw the assembled gods, glanced again at the strongest mortal hero Wolf, and said lightly: "The era of Seventh Tier outbreaks has been going for some time."

"Recently, many schemers have emerged in the shadows, fooling the populace to worship them until the Divine Object descends."

Upon hearing this, Cain stepped forward with a smile:

"After all, when the forest is big enough, all kinds of birds are found."

"From a civilization to a nation, how could there not be shadows growing? Even in alleyways, gangsters can form, let alone in our Magic Myth Era?"

Hearing this, all the gods nodded: "Indeed! Because we welcomed all comers, our chaos increased lately!"

With constant expansion.

As the brightest sole Seventh Tier beacon of this barren backward cosmos, it attracted many ill-intentioned Sixth Tier gold-digger civilizations.

"At the founding of the country, inviting guests widely, showcasing the mercy of our magical civilization."

The God of Magic Bal also stepped forward, "After all, good people have their uses, bad people have their uses, they have value when they come."

"However, these people indeed pose risks, at the founding, we should have established a means to register everyone, forming a household registration system."

The household registration system can be said to be the core mechanism for managing population.

God smiled: "Then what do you all think, how should this registration be established?"

"Having destiny within the body, accepting the management of destiny, seeing one’s life is equivalent to having a registration."

"In our world, destiny acts as registration!"

The Goddess of Fertility also spoke: "However, those who have obliterated their Destiny Divine Power cannot be seen by destiny, equivalent to those without fate...equivalent to having no nationality or identity card."

God nodded: "It’s time to tighten these identity card black households."

God looked at Fortuna, who was always immersed in fighting monsters, "Haven’t you resolved your side effects yet?"

"No."

Fortuna appeared somewhat embarrassed, "I currently can’t bear the four side effects of destiny, so I’ve been using ultimate destiny to hunt the Longevity God on the opposing side, seeking to solve the side effects."

It was this very moment when a significant cut was made to the current Goddess of Destiny, the side effects became too large.

With the control of destiny reduced, there’s thus recently been so many black households.

God thought for a moment, "You could twist the personalities of the other two Goddess of Destiny, make them your subordinates, first separate the four destinies on you, to reduce side effects."

"Ah?" Fortuna was evidently unwilling.

But the side effects indeed impacted her work; she eventually nodded reluctantly: "An advantage for them."

Thus, the three Goddesses of Destiny were born.

Fortuna, Ananke, Scouti, together managing the immensely side-effect-bearing destiny.

And Fortuna became a hands-off manager, planning to focus most of her energy on the neighboring world. Defeating the Longevity God would resolve the side effects and reclaim all divine power.

"Everyone, do you have any thoughts about this era?"

God asked again.

Next, it was a meeting of the gods to discuss how their seventh-tier civilization should develop.

After all, everything was in ruins and needed rebuilding.

Moreover, Fortuna established a destiny registry, which might not be able to deal with those without official household registration.

Because if those without registration truly hid away and didn’t show themselves, and they were seventh-tier powerhouses, then the web of destiny couldn’t see them, causing some trouble in finding these hidden threats.

But changes in the era, hidden ambition, were not necessarily a bad thing.

In the end, God said:

"Recently, there is a Thousand-Changes Sect, creating pseudo-gods, which serves as a typical example for the gods; it should become a target for crackdown!"

At this moment, the Evolution Demon God spoke: "There’s also a Thievery Sect recently that has created a Thief God, and they’ve stolen various dragon eggs from my Five-Colored Dragon Race, extremely cunning and deceitful. I also recommend cracking down on them!"

"What Thief God? If a corresponding divine object truly came into being, allowing the Thief God entry among us, wouldn’t that lower our standards? Having a thief among the gods is quite disgusting."

God glanced at him indifferently: "That’s reasonable, but first, we crack down on the Thousand-Changes Sect."

"Understood."

The gods responded one after another.

Soon, this council meeting was dissolved.

"Open the door, check the destiny registry!"

"Catch him. He runs when checked for destiny, there must be something suspicious!"

The many true gods in the heavens announced a crackdown on various nonexistent pseudo-gods, Evil God sects, leading to a gradual trend.

And a large number of unregistered individuals were arrested, causing tensions everywhere.

For a time, the chaotic era after the founding of the nation began to calm.

Those with ill intentions began to hide away, and the atmosphere gradually improved, returning to an era where nobody stole.

...

Thirty years passed.

The Thousand-Changes Sect was nearly shattered.

However, they changed their faces, switching identities a few times, remaining resilient in their lifeforce.

Witnessing this scene, Liu Jun didn’t do much; instead, he looked at the progress bar:

[Current Progress Bar: 100]

It had been some time since he last drew a prize, and Liu Jun’s heart itched inexplicably.

"We can begin."

He clicked open the Divine Object.

Then secretly used the Longevity God’s Concealment to open Mushroom Soup’s barrier.

In the next moment, the magical solar system outside presented a giant face of void, and the Creator God appeared as a result.

"Creator God?"

"It actually exists?"

At the founding of the seventh-tier civilization, countless outsiders saw this scene for the first time, incessantly exclaiming.

This is also what Liu Jun wanted.

Only with full charisma can it serve as a promotion, continually attracting some strong individuals to supplement his population.

After all, he currently lacked fertility; destiny only changes you into another person, unable to increase one more person.

His population must reproduce steadily, relying mainly on deceiving strong outsiders to boost numbers.

The old civilizations outside had strong foundations, with many veteran powerhouses; they were extremely useful.

The first mushroom was one that looked like an eagle.

[World Chronicle Eagle]: Can open a parallel world entrance.

Introduction:

I am a shut-in, passionate about farming games.

I operate a blacksmith’s shop, a tavern, an adventurer’s dungeon; I love all sorts of sandbox farming games.

My parents scold me, forcing me to find work; relatives and friends look down on me.

Until one day, I suddenly discovered a new parallel world embryo in my mind, realizing I could build and modify it?

But that world was fictional, requiring massive material and energy to become tangible.

I chose to create a virtual game, fooled others into building within it, becoming the manipulative figure behind an adventure dungeon in a parallel world.

They could learn skills surpassing their era there.

In half a month, my game became popular online, and evaluations from major reviewers flooded in.

[Crossing a century, best game of the year!]

[Black technology, possibly alien civilization invasion?]

[A super fun farming game]

I transitioned from a shut-in to a top figure in the world, even utilizing various new technologies acquired through sandbox farming to arm myself, promoting civilization’s development.

A hundred years later.

I reached the pinnacle of the world, but that parallel world turned into reality.

But the nightmare followed; they invaded our world.

The ruler of that parallel world said: "We’ve awakened long ago, just waiting for you to continue perfecting our domain."

An interdimensional war erupted.

We suffered defeat after defeat, not a match for the prepared enemies.

People realized then: "The game was a real world?"

"You are crazy; if we knew the opposite was a real world, how could we keep helping them?"

"You’re insane; this wasn’t a sandbox constructed game, but a creation of an adversary that would destroy us!"

We were doomed.

I became the sinner of civilization, being a shut-in obsessed with farming meticulously managed a civilization’s destruction.

...

"Plain and ordinary."

This was Liu Jun’s evaluation.

Compared to the bizarre and quirky introduction of many curious divine objects, this one was ordinary at best.

But upon reflection, it made sense.

A low-tier divine object... the first in its series, how special could it be?

Moreover, its ability was solely opening a parallel world entrance.

It was likely on par with opening a gateway to the Death World.

Without bothering for a closer look, Liu Jun’s gaze turned to the next divine object.