Starting with Growing Mushrooms

On the other side.

Sakya, who had finally recovered from his injuries, was playing with building blocks at home.

A voice came, it was his little assistant:

"Sir, the capital city has erupted into fighting, the God of Merchants is even crazier than you, he actually dared to enter the enemy’s stronghold."

The little assistant was worried,

"What should we do, should we go save him?"

"It doesn’t matter if the God of Merchants dies, but his divine seat mustn’t fall into enemy hands, otherwise we’re doomed."

The terror of a god’s power was evident to all.

Though it had only just started to spread in this universe, anyone with sharp eyes already recognized that a god’s divine object was the greatest and only supreme treasure in the universe!

Everyone harbored ambitions in their hearts.

——Do you want to become a god? Do you want to be the strongest in this universe? Then raise your weapon and slay a god!

Sakya was silent for a moment: "How do we go? It would take at least seventy years to reach the enemy’s stronghold from here."

"The teleportation technology has significant side effects, I was severely injured just going over, I’m not going there to die."

Previously, he dared to teleport only because he saw that the God of Merchants had no offensive power.

But now he wouldn’t dare to go.

The assistant hesitated: "Then what should we do now?"

"Of course, we just watch quietly."

Sakya smiled, "I knew from a while back that the Tenth Heavenly Will would not tolerate this divine civilization."

"Because this civilization of gods is essentially one of those that transcend dimensions, meant to pass the twelve trials... In some sense, they’re naturally allies to our parent civilization."

It was because of this consideration that he didn’t choose to act rashly before.

To let this tricky and mysterious entity be a headache for the King of the Tenth Heavenly Will.

To let them probe each other’s foundations for him.

Who knows, maybe they both suffer losses and he might gain something in return!

He’s inwardly silent yet not stupid.

"It’s better that they’re fighting."

He resumed stacking his blocks, researching his Tao Spirit improvement.

However, at this moment, the assistant spoke again: "Sir, just received news that Lord Moxia is traveling somewhere near there, he might get there soon."

"Moxia?" Sakya paused.

He was the leader who pioneered the Seventh Realm, a romantic adventurer.

The other two leaders weren’t very fond of going out, only this fellow traveled everywhere, even daring enough to wander through others’ strongholds, claiming to scout enemy circumstances.

"Let’s hope he doesn’t end up dead."

...

Though he expected it, Liu Jun was somewhat speechless watching the scene.

There’s no denying it.

The folk here were indeed simple and unpretentious.

No matter the faction, they all chose the same method to deal with the God of Merchants.

Indeed, Liu Jun sighed softly to himself, thinking: "Truth lies only in might, even in commerce, one must show their formidable strength."

No matter where.

As long as one is a powerless merchant, in the eyes of rulers, they’re just a piece of juicy meat.

"Then let’s have a fight."

Liu Jun wasn’t afraid in the slightest, he was even a bit eager.

If it were God, the Longevity God... they’d probably still be researching whether they can leave alive.

Because those two series require basic strength to exert combat power.

But now it’s different.

This new series of stealing divine objects is extremely special, being the least concerned with status.

You say it’s strong...

It might not even count as strong!

Why?

Because if he really wanted to escape, his speed couldn’t catch up.

Venturing without purpose would lead to disaster.

But the greatest trait of this god is that there’s no strict rank division, presenting a fifty-fifty chance in facing anyone.

Yet this is already enough.

It raises the status of this ancient God of Merchants to be on par with the Longevity God!

"This is also my bargaining chip for coming here, without the concern of rank, who should I fear?"

"Before me, all beings are equal."

Liu Jun exhaled deeply and watched the endless army encircle him, "As long as I remain in the activated state of [Divine Theft]."

The entire area was in chaos.

A wave of activation buried the God of Merchants in flames.

An abundance of time gold coins burst open, repeatedly restoring his life.

Clink clank~

The sound was exceedingly pleasant.

Moreover, the resurrection by time gold coins had a perk, no matter how high your attack frequency or how fierce your attack strength...

It wouldn’t change the fact that it only took one gold coin to resurrect him every second.

Yes.

For instance.

If an attack with one hundred million points kills me, then using ten billion for the same only causes excessive overflow.

Anyway, it’s the same gold coin doing the resurrection.

This meant the focused fire from the countless armies, appearing immensely powerful... was utterly ineffective.

The damage overflow was too severe.

When the rolling black smoke dissipated, everyone saw the God of Merchants standing where he was, resurrected repeatedly.

Upon witnessing this strange trait of the God of Merchants for the first time, the powerful figures present were extraordinarily shocked.

"The attacks overflowed."

"Yes, now even the aftershock of our attacks continues to kill him, leading to his repeated rebirth."

They were smart, swiftly noticing this.

Several high-ranking members, seeing the scene, formulated a new strategy, "So to kill him, we need high-frequency, low-output, and sustained attacks?"

"Have you calculated the corresponding frequency?" The leader of this world, Mingtushan, naturally didn’t make a move personally.

A god’s power was extremely strange.

He wouldn’t act directly, but would send vast armies to scout.

"Also, under these circumstances, it seems there’s no value in me acting."

"Because my attack power completely overflowed, an elite soldier of an empire, his combat value, is actually the same as my effect."

A flash of disbelief passed through Mingtushan’s eyes.

This is too interesting.

Is this the mechanism of God?

As long as the output exceeds the extent to kill him, then a stronger being is equal before him.

Mingtushan spoke mildly:

"This means treating him as a mechanism boss in some entertainment games and just defeat him."

"Yes, that’s what we think too." A high-level decision-maker analyzed: "As long as we understand his mechanism step by step, and develop strategies step by step, we can kill the opponent."

"In the current situation, we just need to attack him with as weak an attack as possible, continue outputting, and gradually exhaust him to death."

Their analysis was very reasonable.

After all, the opponent is a god, but he is sure to be exhausted to death!

The opponent is now imprisoned by them, and with slow exhaustion, there will inevitably come a day he is killed.

Furthermore.

According to intelligence, the Magic Net seems to be one of the core power supplements of the gods.

But their king is not covered by the Magic Net.

This god is isolated without energy replenishment, just need to close the door and beat the dog.

"Not bad."

Mingtushan sharply looked at the battlefield below.

His decision-making layer, just after a single confrontation, precisely and accurately analyzed the opponent’s weakness, it seems the situation is looking very good.

"However, the only thing we need to worry about is that the opponent is rich as a nation, and his Gold Coins might take countless years to exhaust him to death... might need a billion years of continuous attack."

This is quite a prolonged number.

Do we need to suppress this Divine Spirit for billions of years before killing him?

"What an outrageous freak! How can he hold on for so long?" Mingtushan took a deep breath, feeling it’s too outrageous.

But fortunately, the opponent’s time and money are limited!

"Modify that prison on-site for me, automate the attack, keep Refining him, killing him once every minute and second."

"Yes!"

Quickly, an automated slaughter cage was born, tightly covering the God of Merchants, killing every second and minute.

Time passed minute by minute.

The God of Merchants jailed inside yawned, and actually lay sideways on the ground and began to sleep.

"What is this situation?"

"Looking down on us?"

"Attack!"

Ten days passed.

After sleeping a full sleep, the God of Merchants slowly got up.

He looked at the cage around him and reached out to grab.

Crash—

A certain conceptual equipment of the entire prison was actually stolen out alive by him.

With a crunch, the whole prison fractured at once because he stole the core.

"What happened?" Mingtushan was handling state affairs at the back and suddenly frowned.

"Report, the prison fractured!"

"How did it fracture?"

"It seems like, it seems like he touched it, and it disappeared?"

"Isn’t he the God of Merchants? How can he have such power? Is the new cage covered?"

"Already covered, but...but..." The voice was both terrified and urgent.

"But what?"

"Again touched by him and directly fractured, we simply cannot imprison him!"

Mingtushan’s face finally became solemn and swiftly headed to the front line of the battlefield, only to see one after another new prison being constructed by various strong individuals from all corners.

However, a slight touch from the opponent shattered it.

This scenario is like a group of workers constantly building a house, but the person inside the house lightly touches it and it collapses.

Extremely bizarre!

The most outrageous thing is that the God of Merchants is still leisurely wandering, while the people around him can only build houses encircling him.

As if building him a villa at every moment.

"What is the current decision-making layer going to do?" Mingtushan suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

This God is a bit mysterious!

"The current decision is to keep building a prison around him, break one and cover another... and by this, continually limit his movement."

"Based on current intelligence, the God of Merchants has no attack power, nor is his movement speed fast..."

"No matter how fast he runs, he can’t stop us from surrounding him and continually building cages!"

Mingtushan immediately understood their meaning.

Stall!

Wherever he goes, build around him wherever he goes.

Keep building while continually outputting, exhaust the opponent to death!

Mingtushan suddenly exploded with a terrifying thought: "If it takes billions of years to kill him, wouldn’t we follow him for billions of years?"

In the distance.

"Meaningless."

The God of Merchants occasionally paused to look at the scenery beside the road, occasionally looked at the surroundings, as if he were a traveler, and around him was a swarm of insignificant flies.

He spoke lightly: "How many epochs has it been, countless civilizations want to capture me, each one is outstanding, each with various great technologies to conquer an era."

"But nothing can imprison me."

"Moreover, following my footsteps, they are like flying insects circling me, I never mind them."

"Even if they follow me, transformed into a cosmic nomadic civilization, accompanying me in nomadism for countless billions of years..."

"Even if they die of old age during nomadism..."

As he said this, the God of Merchants’ tone carried a coldness, as if endless epochs flowed in his words,

"And you people are merely in the long ages, buzzing around me during my strolls..."

"Just a swarm of civilized flies."

A terrifying sense of boundless time suddenly appeared in the hearts of everyone present.

In an instant, everyone seemed to see countless flies dying in an attempt to capture this ancient Supreme God... circling him.

"Now you are just like them."

The voice of the God of Merchants seemed to bear the quaint and ruthless weight of ages, sounding like a great bell resounding in their hearts.

"Around me chasing, dying around me, while I...forever exist."