Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Crash!

With the mysterious emergence of the Goddess of Destiny, an enigmatic shadow of God altered the ecosystem in unprecedented ways.

"We have arrived~"

"O God, we shall follow Your will and change the world!"

The fate fairies, who had been secluded in research for years, made their grand entrance at this moment!

These fairies, appearing as giant serpents, majestic eagles, fruit trees, and dolls, showcased incredible might and symbolized a part of a mythical order.

All sorts of incredible divine plants, animals, and beasts appeared here, completing the ecosystem.

Thus, the God Myth was born here.

The grand creation day that spanned seven days began mightily.

Humans walked self-initiated, gathering into a migrating crowd, forming a long dragon across the land, following the green rain of the sky.

They struggled forward in the desert, witnessing the vast changes in this world.

Some devout believers even prostrated themselves three times and kowtowed nine times as they walked.

It was as if they had transformed into the most sincere devotees, embarking on a grand pilgrimage.

The worldviews of everyone were overturned.

"There truly is a God in this world!"

"I’ve always known there was a God, I’ve been praying in desperation all along!"

Some cried and laughed.

...

God, Creation Laboratory.

On God’s desk lay an exquisitely crafted sandbox.

He flipped clouds and summoned rain.

Just by shaping a mountain on the sandbox, the environment of the real universe would change accordingly.

Munis, now reduced to just a head, was submerged in a formalin-like solution in the laboratory, observing God manipulating the sandbox to create.

His heart was astonished by this incredible mythical method and attempted to reason its rationality:

"Hmm, in military battles, the generals in the rear use sandboxes to simulate marching routes."

"For God, this creation is like a war; as the leader, he needs to simulate the route in the headquarters behind..."

"And the front-line soldiers are the Goddess of Destiny and his subordinates, following God’s will to orchestrate the changes in the world."

This scene was just too overwhelming.

The vast, starry wisdom of God was fully manifested at this moment.

His wisdom orchestrated and adjusted vast amounts of data perfectly, deducing the most reasonable environment for all things to construct.

Is this the world of the gods?

Creation.

In the World of Gods, it seems so ordinary?

"But, why are they so devout..." Munis showed a hint of confusion,

"We ourselves don’t believe in gods, so why do our people believe so readily? And their faces are filled with fervor, so devout they are almost willing to sacrifice their lives."

In Munis’s eyes, they were all advanced cosmic civilizations, believing in science.

How could our citizens still have people of bygone superstitions?

Even the rulers and managers of this cosmos did not believe in gods when they first saw the Divine Spirit.

"Curious, aren’t you?"

God manipulated the pieces on the sandbox, seemingly noticing the head submerged in the glass experiment bottle beside him,

"There are only two kinds of people who believe in the existence of gods."

"The first is those who suffer and seek spiritual support in despair, needing to firmly believe in something to persevere."

God manipulated the chessboard with a voice that was indescribably calm,

"Therefore, gods appeared in their day and night longing, saving the people on earth, turning them into the most devout believers."

Munis sighed lightly: "In hardship, must one believe in some faith, even if that faith might not exist."

This world is indeed bitter.

The world is twisted.

The order is collapsing.

There are many among the upper echelons who, upon discovering they belong to a ’prison civilization,’ become mentally twisted.

The upper-class people started to darken and torture the citizens in various ways, making life harder for the people below.

Therefore, from the very beginning, everything in the cosmos has been broken!

Darkness, despair, cruelty, pain... can all manner of pessimistic words be used to describe everything in this universe.

Tragedy spreads from the top down.

As long as the strong civilization managers at the source continue to struggle under these dark and twisted notions, every level of civilization will live in pain and despair.

"The second kind of person who believes in gods is much simpler."

God gently cut open a section with a small knife, creating a slender, great rift.

"Their cultural level is low, so naturally they are superstitious."

"This area of yours is too distorted. Many people are illiterate in terms of higher cosmic education. They’ve only learned low-level knowledge like the advanced mathematics and physics from the old era’s literacy campaign."

"As long as the knowledge and culture are low enough, the world is filled with mystery, and behind all the incredible cosmic phenomena, there is a god at play."

Munis was silent.

Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with this statement?

My cultural understanding is high enough, right? I can comprehend all natural phenomena of the cosmos and know those phenomena are scientifically objective, not controlled by any gods.

And then?

And then, now, there really is a god in this world!

I have also seen things beyond my understanding: this God is actually playing with his creation sandbox, transforming this Desert Universe into an oasis!

"Want to know the principle?" God suddenly chuckled.

"I do," Munis said.

God chuckled, "In the beginning, the cosmos was a sea of space, beneath which lay countless ruins of civilizations... After dimensional ascension, it became the environment of this Desert Universe!"

"This is a natural imagination, right?"

God spoke lightly, "And we are just doing something similar, changing the environment of this Desert Universe a bit."

This is also thanks to Magaras spreading the Magic Net throughout the cosmos.

As long as the signal can be transmitted.

Then the manifestation of any miracle is not a problem.

"Seems... similar?" Munis was a bit confused, "Wait! The natural environmental change of the cosmos’ dimensional ascension, and you can do what the cosmos can do, that’s itself quite ridiculous!"

He felt as if he was in a magical dream.

"I told you what you wanted to know." God continued his creation work while speaking: "Now tell me, what do you know?"

Munis opened his lips and revealed some information.

This first trial’s level has long been conquered by predecessors.

According to Munis’s description.

The Celestial Will, long ago imprisoned, was used as a specimen to comprehend the shackles of the Celestial Will.

This is why the empire of this universe always has a Celestial Will lock.

They only disclose to the outside that this resurrected Celestial Will boss has been wreaking havoc outside, plaguing the empire.

In reality, those high-ranking officials of the empire just let the Celestial Will take the blame for their dirty deeds.

"The Eighth Tier, we call it the Star Realm."

"Because once you step into this realm, you essentially embark on the journey to the stars, reaching for higher planes."

Munis said, the Celestial Will Race above even exceeds their logical understanding.

Because, under the blessing of cosmic positioning, they almost become omnipotent geniuses, mastering all sorts of shackles effortlessly...

At least they are super monsters who have trained in over a hundred shackles.

And mortals...

simply cannot be their match.

Liu Jun, hearing this, had a thoughtful look in his heart:

"I see, because without the blessing of Divine Power, mortals can’t possibly stand a chance against the Celestial Will Race, the gap is too big."

Divine Power allows beings of the World of Gods to beat the Celestial Will Race several times.

Even, by stealing Divine Power, they can steal the traits of the Celestial Will Race.

They can treat the Celestial Will Race like pigs for the slaughter!

But here, the Celestial Will Race is overwhelmingly powerful...

"Moreover, their path is different from that of Magaras."

"Magaras’s focus is on researching the integration of Divine Power..."

"Whereas the Celestial Will Race here cannot study Divine Power, so they study the shackles, the more advanced applications of the Eighth Tier?"

Liu Jun roughly thought of some possibilities.

God, playing with the sandbox, threw him a Divine Format, "I also helped you modify your Divine Format."

He then threw over several scrolls,

"Take them to strengthen yourself. You can attempt to walk the Eighth Tier Perfection path."

This made the test subject Munis’s heart jolt.

He was indeed captured as a test subject.

Trying to break through from the first layer of the Eighth Tier to the tenth?

Is it possible?

Though he had been aimlessly drifting over the years, it was also because the breakthrough was too difficult.

And here, just needing enhancement could succeed?

"Try it." God’s gaze was profound, "If successful, we will have the means to create Eighth Tier Perfection."

"I will don this Tenth Layer of the Eighth Tier Divine Format, personally visit your described upper Cosmic Layer, and see what kind of beings are up there that make you so fearful."