Starting with Growing Mushrooms

The crowd glanced at the king of Heaven’s Will Nation below, Mingtushan, who was still pulling the entire civilization at high speed.

This universe is too mad!

The onlookers couldn’t help but feel a tingle in their hearts, their eyes flickering:

"Perhaps this is also the scheme of the God of Merchants. Anyone who wants to kill him must first become a coachman in an era!"

Historical images of coachmen flashed across their minds, the more they thought about it, the more bizarre their expressions became.

This is simply a blatant open scheme!

Want to kill me?

You have to catch up with me, don’t you? You have to imprison me all the time, don’t you?

Then you’d better become a coachman first, carry the sedan for me!

To exhaust the God of Merchants, there’s only one way: transform into a coachman and pull the base camp into action.

These merchants from various factions coming to join are all smart people. This God of Merchants has trampled Mingtushan’s face underfoot, making everyone too afraid to try probing further.

How could they possibly scheme against such an ancient cosmic deity?

This calculation right in front of them pulled the entire universe into his rhythm, firmly subduing those local gangs with dirty hands and feet.

They each began to transform into honest people, obediently doing business.

"Greetings, God of Merchants!"

Several leading figures of commercial civilizations stepped forward to salute, "Welcome, great ancient god, to visit the human world and bring us hope!"

"Please have a seat, everyone."

Liu Jun sat in his chair and nodded slightly, "I invited you here to change this primitive and backward wilderness of the universe."

A neighboring merchant complimented, "Thank the god from High Heaven for descending to the human world, saving us mortals!"

"This is within the duties of a god."

The God of Merchants nodded, "As a divine spirit, I naturally have the authority to change the order of heaven and earth and the rules of all things... I will use my authority to benefit the entire cosmos."

In the distance, there were reporters from the Cosmos Media Agency broadcasting this grand event of the era, live-streaming the God of Merchant’s speech.

"Hello everyone, I’m from Ape Cosmos Media. Currently, we are in the cosmic capital. I am the official reporter Grammys."

A beautiful reporter was frantically reporting the scene behind her,

"Behind me is the legendary God of Merchants! He’s summoning merchants from the entire universe, attempting to change the cosmos..."

"Reality proves that the deities that were believed to be myths during the weakness of various civilizations truly exist!"

This reporter was clearly here to stir up things.

In the footage, the God of Merchants occupied the capital, with someone below playing the coachman, instantly disseminating the scene far and wide.

Almost instantly, many powerful beings from nearby galaxies stood up in shock.

"Has His Majesty really lost?!"

"How has he already become a coachman!"

"There’s really a god in this world!"

The coachman trope is probably not going away anytime soon.

A hundred million, two hundred million, three hundred million people—this information spread by certain entities at an eerie speed across various galaxies.

The whole universe began to boil.

...

At this time.

In a certain branch.

Magaras looked at the information being disseminated with a somewhat peculiar expression:

"The God of Merchants is truly something else. Living from the ancient times until now along with the Longevity God, who among them is simple?"

He took a long breath,

"Just as I speculated, the two gods who attained longevity don’t need immense power, but their life-saving capabilities are undoubtedly unparalleled throughout history!"

He had now witnessed this life-saving capability.

And it was a heart-wrenching kind.

"I can’t afford to provoke him, I’d better provoke God instead."

Although with Magaras’ wisdom, he could instantly speculate that the current God of Merchants might fear Chaos,

But he didn’t want to get involved in this mess.

After all, the God of Merchants’ maneuvers were too cunning!

Moreover, he obviously seemed very vengeful.

As the saying goes: don’t be afraid of a thief stealing, be afraid of a thief thinking about you!

He didn’t want to suddenly have this god steal from him while he was sleeping.

Furthermore, who knows if after bringing out Chaos, the God of Merchants would come up with a new ability to counter it.

"Over there, let’s not worry about them."

"I just need to follow my own pace and do what I need to do."

After settling down here, Magaras began to rise rapidly, even riding the wave of the pawnshop boom to achieve a major breakthrough.

The God of Merchants was clearly a deity with a flamboyant, arrogant, and greedy personality...

Unlike himself, who was steady, patient, and moved strategically step by step.

He just needed to proceed steadily.

"Ignore him, anyway, he’s neutral. My target is this place’s parent civilization, the intention of the cosmos here..."

He let out a small laugh, a thought emerging.

"Soon, I’ll catch up."

...

...

On the other side.

Mingtushan was still pulling the massive galaxy millstone along.

For the first time in his life, he felt so aggrieved!

So uncomfortable.

He felt as if there was some kind of pulling force, leading him step by step to this situation.

His full strength, completely unutilized!

Of course, this feeling was also something most mortals would experience when facing divine spirits.

"A god can actually have such a disgusting way of fighting." Mingtushan took a deep breath, knowing the other party was definitely messing with his mind.

This was to make him give up.

But he just had to persist, to exhaust the other party to death.

At this moment, a higher-up whispered next to him, "Sir, should we prevent the opening of the other’s trading house?"

They couldn’t prevent the God of Merchants from moving.

But they could drive all those people out, isolating the God of Merchants from external contact.

Mingtushan thought for a moment, "If we do that, it’s easy to incite public anger... and besides, if we don’t let him set up his branches, how will we use the equipment ourselves?"