A group of people began continuously breeding petri dishes.

Each transparent glass dish was a sea composed of gathered nutrients, where countless bacteria bred.

In the microscopic world, numerous strange creatures, resembling seaweed, floated slowly, much like the primordial ocean microorganisms, with multifarious shapes.

Each of them managed a piece of land.

"These bacterial creatures, fused with my clan's bloodline, I wonder what they will become?" Purple Blue dripped a drop of blood, which spread into a blood flower in the petri dish, "Though, my race is considered quite formidable, I wonder what they will develop into..."

The next moment, her expression gradually hardened.

She saw that the few people before her all possessed monstrous bloodlines — snail people, celestial clan, Buddhist clan... the viruses absorbed these bloodlines, transforming shockingly.

"Could it be that the world I've seen all along is fake?" She was completely dumbfounded, beginning to question her existence.

Time flew by, and it was clear to see these species amalgamated with various bloodlines, turning into continents, as they started cultivating them and inciting these civilizations to war against each other.

Through incessant conflict, devouring one another, these creatures' civilizations gradually matured.

Soon, they transcended the primitive savage epoch, beginning to cultivate, advance their realms, establish civilizations and languages, forming a true bacterial world.

They seriously began to compete with each other, embarking on a period of civilizational development.

...

Ten years later.

The bacterial civilization was starting to venture outside the petri dish; it was time for them to face the real trials beyond.

"Hmph, you should have understood by now that the Gray Light Goddess of the Gray Light Magic Kingdom is not coming to save you; if you want to survive, you must submit to me." The Mushroom Wizard King proudly looked at the few people below, spreading his arms wide, "Submit to my Fungal Fairy Tale Kingdom!"

Everyone remained silent.

"Alright, you should know that I originally infected the land, turning it into a puppet, and now, it's further developed; even the viruses and fungi under my command have become civilizations. Now, you're leading the first experiment — don't let me down," said the Mushroom Wizard King.

Very soon, with the total mobilization, they began to lead their civilizations into invasion.

After a few had left, the Mushroom King approached God, "Are they really viable?"

"We must give it a try," God said with a smile.

Each led their civilization towards various places.

...

"Sadly, I can't return to Miao Chun Hall for now, having disappeared for so long. Perhaps, the academy believes I've died? Maybe the Gang Leader too..."

Baiyu sighed and returned quietly to his Gray Light Magic Kingdom, in a certain town, "I am already a traitor now; returning to the Magic Academy might get me killed, given that there are far too many monstrous instructors inside."

"I must first develop and then find a way to return quietly to assure them."

Baiyu looked at the myriad of beings on the land, secretly implanting viruses, with Little Trumpet beside him, as part of the same team,

"Our belief is symbiotic fungi! Coexisting with living beings, being probiotics that lurk in their bodies, with colossal civilizations hiding within each living being, facilitating digestion in the Gang Leader's stomach, helping to train the muscles, turning them into strong martial artists."

"I wonder how Sister Li Mo and Sister Qin Hong's group are doing?" Little Trumpet said.

"We are researching muscle-strengthening probiotic bacteria for Martial Dao, while they are studying the Buddhist probiotic bacterial civilization of the reincarnation virus," said Baiyu. "They, too, are virus and bacterial civilizations parasitizing within biological hosts, treating their host as the Buddhist realm, continuously engaging in warfare, dying and returning to the host."

Their Buddhist bacterial civilization deployed an army of bacteria on the move.

"Sigh, both our sides are doing okay," said Little Trumpet, glancing around.

On the other side.

Gray Light Magic Kingdom.

"I didn't expect that a peculiar encounter outside would transform me into a virus king under an evil civilization and bring me back to this land."

Purple Blue acted alone, whispering, yet the corners of her mouth gradually curled up, "However, it's also an opportunity. The Seven-Color Magic Country is just a speck of dust. With the opportunity before me, I might be able to step outside and see the vast world beyond... Does it matter to whom I submit?"

"Hmph, their viruses all emphasize symbiosis, whereas I am a puppet of parasitizing hosts, turning them into slaves." Her mouth curled slightly upwards, "How laughably naïve and stupid, those fools! Their compassion is idiotic!"

...

Fu Qingjun watched them leave and simply smiled.

Heh.

"Not bad. Even if someone discovers the plague, they won't know it's me because there are many Plague Saints on this land, who will know it's me?" Fu Qingjun's expression was calm.

Life rules are conceptual, and ordinary Rule Saints can't detect or observe them. This is the most concealed, hidden essential structure within a life form.

At least, on this small piece of land, those beings who similarly grasp this kind of rule — the exalted Celestial Venerables, cannot possibly descend....

"They are guarding against the ancient ship, constantly surveilling the descendants of the Vortex Country, chasing even the slightest time fluctuation, but they have no defense against me, as they cannot know me after shedding my skin."

"I'm not using time rules to traverse the past, but existing within their era, right under their noses. Perhaps the most dangerous place is indeed the safest."

Fu Qingjun's eyes were indifferent, "Yet, Baiyu and Little Trumpet are not enough; they're just a group I support secretly, for a true rise, others must be relied upon."

Fu Qingjun opened his palm, and the soul of Immortal Ancestor Bailong appeared before him,

"Go ahead."

He vanished into a shadowy illusion.

...

Gray Light Magic Kingdom, Niklare County City.

Purple Blue's face was soft, delicate, as she sat in a tavern drinking wine, observing in secret,

"Gray Light Magic Kingdom claims to have 170,000 small countries and 7,000 large ones. Small countries lack deities, and the strongest is merely tier six. This small country has already been infected by me at the lower levels; I control their neural consciousness. The virus civilization, permeating the earth, in midair, has expanded to unimaginable extents, yet the common people remain oblivious."

On the streets, the ground, the trees — everywhere, even in places imperceptible to mortals, there were fungal citizens taking root, numbering by hundreds of billions, tens of thousands of billions. An immense invisible kingdom was being birthed here.

The citizens were walking down the streets, laughing and chatting, wholly unaware of the conscious micro-civilization parasitizing throughout their bodies.

Cough, cough, cough.

Soon, coughing spread wide.

Crack.

From within a peasant woman, sounds of wailing echoed from a lavishly decorated Prince's Mansion.

"Born, yet born again."

"Congratulations, Prince! Congratulations! The mistress bore seven thousand children this time."

"Good! Good! During the last war, three billion of our children died. It's good to have more born now."

Voices echoed around, as a majestic armored man beamed.

Bailong slowly opened his eyes, and at the first instant, he saw a vast sea of babies wailing on the ground, resembling seaweed, bizarre, with many tendrils, and some had human faces.

Wasn't I dead?

I am the reincarnated body of Hermes, ultimately killed by an ancient presence, brought back to heaven?

Bailong stiffened abruptly, glancing around at an unprecedented world of flesh, wondering what era he was born into this time, what kind of civilization this is...

Am I in some creature's body?

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