Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Liu Jun looked at the first Divine Object.

[Nine Palaces Subtraction Technique]: If the cosmos is a constant, then any change towards the end is a numerical decrease, decay, exhaustion.

Introduction:

I am a joyful fish, wandering in the deep sea.

I swam through the coral forest, passed the shell curve, entered the dam valley, and broke into Octopus Harbor.

We have a mission in the dark—diving down, diving into the dragon gate a thousand light-years deep. Once we pass it, we can transform from ugly, clumsy fish into true dragons soaring in the endless void.

At first, we had more than seven hundred companions.

At 300 light-years, only four hundred were left—mindless, ugly, wild beast fish of the sea were crazily attacking us.

Little Winnie died, and Little Anwei disappeared while covering for us.

Friends left one by one, and we charged into 400 light-years.

Inching down, when we reached 900 light-years, only a few companions remained on both sides.

"It's right ahead!"

"Everyone, the last hope is right before us!"

Skillfully weaving through the beast tide, we were scarred and finally reached the end.

Our smartest and most courageous leader, Baya Ya, protected us and led us to charge forward together!

Baya Ya shouted, "It's right ahead, rush forward, I'll cover your backs!"

One by one, companions leaped into the final thousand light-years.

The tempering of seawater finally allowed us to transform, stepping onto that threshold, reaching Great Perfection of the eleventh level, possessing the potential for teleportation.

At that moment, everyone felt they could instantly move to some void.

Shush shush shush—

In an instant, countless companions teleported.

I followed suit and teleported out, and when I came to, we joyfully discovered a whole new world.

No water pressure, no dark environment—it was an unbelievable paradise.

A never-before-seen great power surrounded their hearts, and before the fishes finished rejoicing, voices came from the sky afar.

They were gods, majestic in posture, immense in presence.

"This batch of fishes isn't bad."

"Do not be arrogant; be careful. After all, they are perfect eleventh-level beings, our peers in power!"

"Haha, just livestock in a farm, ready for slaughter and consumption."

The gods looked icy.

At this time, we understood a terrifying truth.

It turned out the lake was a farm—we were fishes they raised.

Their perfected eleventh level was achieved by consuming our essence to breakthrough!

We are naturally born eleventh-level perfect beings; they are artificially created, parasitic vampires feeding on us.

A great war erupted.

Countless tribesmen screamed but just having broken through, they were no match.

Moreover, these gods seemed blessed by the Goddess of Destiny, possessing so-called fantasy Divine Power through some belief method—their combat power was bizarre, characteristics strange.

In an instant, all kind were slaughtered amidst screams.

"Damn it!"

"How could this happen!"

I wailed, watching companions die one by one, yet saw our leader, Baya Ya, protecting us, resisting the siege of three Divine Spirits.

The gods mocked, "Are you the leader of this generation's fish? Your combat power is indeed extraordinary. Killing you and eating your meat would certainly be a delicious dish!"

"This time at the gods' banquet, you can be the main course, entertaining dignitaries and Holy Spirits all around, certainly with great glory!"

Leader Baya Ya burst with fury, covering our retreat.

In painful despair, I could only desperately flee. Just when I was about to be hunted down, I suddenly gained a strange power that helped me break through the encirclement.

I understood—the power was called decay.

I could subtract from the forces of the world, decreasing any attack and power approaching me.

With this power, I hid in the deep sea, catching my breath again.

"I will avenge."

"I will nurture my kind."

"I will kill them all."

That day, I dove into the ocean, nurtured my kind, telling them of the horrors outside.

We were bred—behind-the-scenes evil masterminds named Goddess of Destiny and God.

...

Liu Jun was slightly taken aback seeing this.

I became the mastermind, I became the villain.

Yet he only grumbled a little and didn't mind.

Ultimately, it was just differing perspectives.

Human faction, fish-dragon faction, there is a core conflict of interest, naturally sworn enemies.

This limitation is nature's—no one can resolve it.

Originally, they hunted fish without giving them any chance to escape and rise.

"But unexpectedly, the Divine Object caused a mutation, letting a fish escape."

Liu Jun knew how terrifying this was.

The fishes would resist, and future fish farming and slaughtering would become incredibly difficult.

Even to the extent.

Rising fishes, counter-hunting fishermen—this would be the inevitable future of the cosmos.

Why?

Because the fishes are incredibly favored.

Fishes are the true orthodox eleventh level, while humans eating their fish meat are just counterfeit.

Without Liu Jun's divine assistance, these fishermen wouldn't stand a chance against the fishes' rebellion.

"Forget it."

Liu Jun actually didn't stand on the humans' side—sooner or later, he would jump out of this whirlpool.

He couldn't care less about fishes' resistance.

"This High Divine Object is just a mix of subtraction and division... similar to the previous Low Divine Object's addition and Middle Divine Object's multiplication."

Liu Jun's expression was calm, not caring much.