Starting with Growing Mushrooms

"The line of theft has finally birthed a Divine Object!"

Liu Jun’s breath became slightly rapid.

Would he have another complete series of Divine Objects?

His gaze lowered.

[Heavenly Theft is Incomplete]: The great path is nineteen, humans steal one part.

Introduction:

Beneath the tombstone lies the predecessors

In a universe covered mostly by oceans.

Nisailan Country.

This is an area covered by vast oceans.

Countless swimming fish, shrimp, shells, seaweed, corals, and various abundant marine resources appear frequently here.

This is a land full of vitality.

Just like a sea nurturing abundant life, it’s now the second trial, a bio-explosion stage of the cosmos.

"The twelve cosmic trials are like a person’s twelve stages of growth: embryonic, childhood, teenage, youth..."

"If the first trial was the [Dune Era] of the cosmos, a universe without vitality, with stars and planets ground into a desert as the remnants of the real universe."

"Then what we have before us now is the second trial, the [Ebb-Tide Era], where seawater begins to flood the desert, everything is revived, and life starts to originate anew."

"The ocean is the origin of civilization."

In the center of the city, a venerable old king was teaching his young child, telling him a bedtime story.

"Grandpa, grandpa, tell me about that desert universe again."

A young creature, covered in green with octopus-like patterns, dressed in luxurious clothing, pleaded coyly.

"Then grandpa will tell you about it."

"That universe was very barren because it was only the first trial, a transitional phase for the cosmos."

The old man showed a hint of reminiscence, "When I ascended dimensions, I passed by that place. An emperor named Munis ruled over three desert empires."

The old man seemed to reminisce about the past, his voice tinged with the desolation of aged years,

"It was a pitiable world, where water was very precious."

"Water? Don’t we have it everywhere here?" The child was puzzled and couldn’t help but twist his body, "The most precious should be soil, right?"

Yes, this universe was all ocean, a massive water sphere.

At the center of the water sphere was a tiny planet, a mixture of metal and soil, called the Earth’s core.

It was also the location of the ruler of this universe.

Only the most noble rulers of yesteryear could live on solid ground.

Everyone else could only live in small cities on coral and shells.

This was a universe filled with corals and teeming with various planktonic microbes as natives...

The massive interstellar plankton would prey on humans of these foreign civilizations.

Hence.

In this universe, their perhaps foreign civilization was not at the top of the food chain.

The true top of the food chain was the planktonic civilization here, and the Celestial Will life forms.

All foreign civilizations could only struggle to survive under the oppression of the Celestial Will Race, protecting their territories.

"Yes, in their desert universe, water is extremely scarce."

The old man’s eyes revealed a hint of disdain, as if narrating a fairy tale,

"Even though there, it is a world ruled by humans, not those detestable plankton! But they lived very hard lives."

"Every one of them has a water quota. Each person is equipped with 17 kilograms of water, born with 17 kilograms and dies with 17 kilograms."

The child couldn’t help but say, "Ah? A life with only 17 kilograms of water, wouldn’t they become mummified?"

"Yes, in that universe, you could tell a person’s wealth by their skin. The rich ones would have smooth skin; the poor ones would be shriveled with no moisture."

The child showed a hint of confusion in his eyes: "With only 17 kilograms of water, wouldn’t they urinate? Wouldn’t they cry?"

"They wouldn’t cry; they are people without tears, afraid to cry. But they must use the bathroom, and you know how they do it?"

"They would use powerful sixth-tier telekinesis to extract the moisture from urine and feces and ingest it back to maintain their constant weight of 17 kilograms of water."

"In that universe, you want to have a child? You must find a way to get 17 kilograms of water for your baby, or they won’t be born."

"Some extremely impoverished parents would want to have children; they would give part of their water to their child, but the end result would be dying of thirst."

The child’s eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

To die of thirst...

Even sixth-tier citizens could die of thirst.

"How could there be such a world? They are supposed to be powerful sixth-tier beings, capable of traversing through star systems, crushing those low-tier first and second-tier planetary civilizations, becoming gods of lower species..."

"Is the water quota a life’s entitlement?"

"Yes, every small desert nation has a fixed water supply, which determines their population."

"And their body’s water is not their own; it is state property. Losing more than a gram of water means a severe crime of damaging state property and warrants death!"

The old man recalled those distant past days.

When he ascended dimensions, he arrived at the first desert universe trial and was quickly captured.

They suffered abuse.

After being interrogated about their civilization’s characteristics and foundation, they were turned into slaves...

Those indigenous geniuses, who took over their civilization’s advancements, continued to ascend dimensions.

After arriving here.

They could only follow those indigenous geniuses, getting beaten and killed here, risking their lives for survival.

But luckily.

Those arrogant geniuses were all tricked into death by them, allowing them to be free and live happily here.

"What a bunch of detestable Desert Universe people." The old Emperor remembered the humiliation he suffered back in those days and couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

The child suddenly shouted, "What do those desert people look like?"

"Oh, they are inferior hairless and poreless beings without the suction cup pore patterns we have, slick whole-colored flesh life forms..."

"Their level is very low, very weak, primitive and backward... so barbaric they drink their own waste every day."

The child paused and pointed to the sky behind the Emperor, exclaiming, "Do they look like that?"

The Emperor suddenly looked up, shock flashing across his eyes.

A great gate opened in the sky.

Various life forms full of mysterious magic emerged.

The first to appear was a magical silver giant eagle ten thousand meters long, wearing a powerful Eighth Tier Divine Format, with an overwhelming sense of menace.

This was just the beginning.

Roar!

An Ancient Star Titan stepped out from the dimensional gate, emanating an aura of ancient Giant might.

Since the Magic Era, they have been perfecting the Titan race, boasting an immensely powerful heritage.

A Holy Light Angel holding a Holy Sword and with six pairs of angel wings stepped out.

He was none other than Munis, His Holiness the Pope, the current leader of the Church in the human world.

"Everyone, it seems like I just heard you discussing my voice."

Beams of white light, like splashed ink, showered down, with countless sacred pillars of light cascading down from the sky like raindrops.

Numerous elegant elven archers rode on world ancient trees as huge as stars, with the massive trees rising and slowly advancing step by step.

Boom boom boom—

Starlight shimmered.

A myriad of Otherworld mythical Divine Objects, bathed in flames, poured out in vast numbers, a truly overwhelming sight.

And each one incredibly had a staggering Eighth Tier strength.

And in the sky.

God, the Goddess of Destiny, the God of Time, the God of Space, the God of Chaos... numerous deities cast their gaze onto this alternate universe’s human world through the spread of the Magic Net.

The divine might of the gods illuminated this vast galactic empire in an instant.

The child, full of innocence, pointed to the sky and asked:

"Are you the emperor of that trash desert civilization below, Munis?... What does it feel like for big brothers with wings to drink your own pee every day?"

As those words fell.

Silence reigned.

It was as if the entire invading civilization army had been ignited by those words.

The old Emperor of the Nisailan Country had a slowly hardening expression, his mind going blank, wishing he could just cover the child’s mouth.

But... how was it possible?

How could there be so many Eighth Tier powerhouses?

One must know, on the path of stars in this ascending-dimensional universe, it’s the ultimate trial road, and every life form that enters is at least born at Sixth Tier.

However, the majority are Sixth Tier civilians.

They don’t practice cultivation from birth, akin to ordinary mortals.

Seventh Tier are still mid-level powerhouses, while Eighth Tier are considered the ruling class even in this universe.

"No, no..."

"Hahaha, you are fake Eighth Tiers, you are fake!"

"In your bodies, there exists a unique energy source, you reach Eighth Tier through borrowed power."

The old Emperor suddenly understood and laughed heartily, "Although I don’t know how you got here, you just gave me a scare."

"Trash like you fake Eighth Tiers, I can beat a bunch of you!"

Just as he finished speaking, a fierce light shot from his eyes, seemingly burning the entire sky.

This large-scale attack aimed to wipe out all these fake Eighth Tiers!

Because he heard that some civilizations also have such technology to create fake Eighth Tiers, but they only have the rank and are easily defeated.

"Desert dwellers who survive on drinking urine, take a good look."

"What real power looks like."

"I am the real deal, stepping up bit by bit through my own efforts, fighting, and methodically cultivating to this realm!"

Bang!

The light dispersed.

Just as the old Emperor thought he’d wiped out this inferior civilization, their figures emerged unscathed, their sleeves untouched.

"Old man, are you giving us a cleansing and dressing?"

Munis showed a puzzled expression, as though entirely unexpecting the opponent’s attack to be so weak.

"I see, your level cultivated step by step is so hollow and fragile."

"While our rank was solidified and strengthened through faith in God, step by step, gaining a strong firm foundation!"

Munis’s eyes seemed to seethe with a fiery fury,

"Come on, come on, you lowly beings of a lower universe, dare you attack the Divine Envoy from the heavens?"