All the students taking the high school entrance exam were excited.

Zhang Baixin, a legend who graduated from Rehe City First High School, a living student idol, is a real high-level executive at Rehe Heavy Industry.

He even holds this managerial position as an ordinary person, not an Innate Saint.

That shows the level of gold content.

It is said that after he left Rehe City, he participated in many important experiments. Although his research level is strong, his cultivation ability is average, and he consumed a lot of resources but is still only a small third-rank perfect.

Just as everyone was preparing to hear this legendary figure speak, who knew his first sentence would be:

"In three days, I'm going to die."

As soon as Zhang Baixin said this, all the students listening to the speech were shocked.

Their minds went blank.

What the heck? Weren't we here to listen to these bigwigs' speeches after the entrance exam? Is this bigwig going crazy?

Who knew, Zhang Baixin's next sentence was even more explosive:

"My soul is about to be completely depleted, beyond medicine, and will die in three days."

"Therefore, before my death, I will donate all my power as a tribute to the legendary Angel King."

"And the Angel King has chosen to let me distribute some of the resources to the students."

"That means you, right in front of me!"

As these words fell, all the students' eyes turned red, seemingly understanding the significance of this visitor.

We are just students here for the entrance exam.

Is this incredible opportunity going to hit us?

The bigwig is distributing his inheritance, targeting us students?

"Thank you, Lord Zhang Baixin!"

"Thank you, Angel King!"

The students cheered, and Li Feng and Zou Anmeng joined in the shouting.

Money.

We got money!

The bigwig started handing out money to us.

An unexpected fortune!

Liu Jun echoed a couple of shouts, seemingly having some idea of the whole process:

No wonder when he met this old man before, there was always a sense of urgency!

Because he was on the brink of dying of old age.

Before his death, he decided to gamble, forming a Sacred Body project in the book "Creation Xiangtuo Mo."

No wonder he was eager for talent.

Even tried to invite someone like me, who he met by chance.

Because he really had no other choice, even if there was a little hope, a little more help, he would gather them all for research, hoping to stay alive.

"It seems that his Sacred Body manufacturing project failed."

Liu Jun looked at the old man, who seemed to have aged countless years, already guessing the result.

After all, indeed.

How difficult is it to create a Sacred Body?

Only someone like me, considering myself God, could barely manage that cheat ability.

Even Xiangtuo Mo succeeded in making a defective and flaw-ridden initial version of a Sacred Body under numerous encounters, coincidences, and strokes of luck.

After this, the old man began his lecture.

A lengthy discourse.

In essence, he expressed his admiration for the Longevity Divine Spirit, worship of the Angel Emperor, and willingness to dedicate all his wealth, even his life itself.

This made the students below vaguely guess:

"This bigwig, he couldn't find the footprints of the Longevity Divine Spirit, so he had no choice but to give all his money to the Angel Emperor, and even came here to show off, crazily handing out money to us students, hoping the Longevity Divine Spirit would notice him!"

"Science didn't work, so he could only turn to mysticism!"

"Pray to the gods, pilgrimage! Light incense! Beg the Longevity Divine Spirit to give me a chance to live!"

Everyone was discussing sneakily.

...

The lecture was over.

The various buses started to take the students back to their respective schools, on the bus,

"Hahaha, each of us got a million worth of resources!"

"The loan is paid off, paid off, great!"

"It's too awesome, we are the chosen ones of this high school generation!"

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of Rehe City Thirteen High School.

Getting off the bus, Liu Jun and Li Feng started heading home together.

On the way, chatting with these guys about gossip, talking about exam results.

Today's events made them very excited!

Liu Jun chatted with them, suddenly feeling that occasionally relaxing like this, experiencing mundane things, was pretty good.

As for Zhang Baixin, various acts of scattering wealth, wanting to see the Longevity Divine Spirit?

No help!

A dying struggle, trying all sorts of things.

Furthermore, Liu Jun vaguely felt that perhaps there was the directive of that Xiaoli behind his actions!

Zhang Baixin may not know he encountered the Longevity Divine Spirit, but would Xiaoli not know?

Though Xiaoli wouldn't tell him that she met the Longevity God, she could hint for him to seek the Longevity Divine Spirit, spending money to ingratiate himself, making pilgrimages and offerings.

Xiaoli, she might be watching to see if I would help.

...

Returning home.

Liu Jun stretched lazily, headed to the bathroom for a shower, relaxing all his nerves, and washed off all the bad luck:

"The high school entrance exam is over, feeling completely relaxed."

Whoosh!

He put on loose pajamas and returned to his room.

Li Feng opened the internet and saw today's college entrance exam speeches, with Zhang Baixin making an appearance, scattering wealth and appearing on various news outlets.

After all.

This founder of the Cyan Lamp Welfare Lottery is still quite famous.

The news detailed his achievements and research, with countless celebrities mourning and speaking up for him.

Although Li Feng felt this was just riding the wave, eating off the deceased.

On the forums, all sorts of netizens were also discussing.

The conversation that caught Li Feng's attention was:

"He only lived for a hundred and eight years and just left us like that."

"Hahaha, the third stage claims to live for eight hundred years, but in reality, none are truly long-lived."

"Exactly, exactly! Can you rest easy at the third stage? Doesn't the third-stage Intelligent Brain paralysis loan need to be repaid every month? Does cultivation cost nothing? So, you have to work! Work means toiling in mental books!"

"In books, your soul's longevity gets consumed, so your lifespan will be very short! Your lifespan is entirely expended for the company's technological breakthrough!"

"Hahaha, they are all consumables, consumables indeed!"

This person didn't say more than a couple of sentences before getting banned, needing 500 Thought Blades to unban.

Li Feng read this and became thoughtful.

The third stage in this world really was quite tragic.

Consider the third stage on his side, Rilla and Vedamo both merely at their third-stage peak, yet living for hundreds of years.

Here, third stages barely over a hundred years are near death, truly inhuman!

Of course, others were discussing:

"If the Longevity Divine Spirit intervenes, could it help this one?"

"Based on my understanding of this Divine Spirit, it can't!"

"How bold of you up there! Daring to belittle our Divine Spirit!"

"Exactly, exactly! The Longevity Divine Spirit is invincible!"

"You fanatics, I am stating the facts. The essence of the Longevity Divine Spirit has already been researched; its ability is to reduce life's consumption and enhance the body's energy efficiency, achieving longevity.

But this person is already dying of old age, with only three days before the soul withers. In such a case, even the blessings of the Longevity Divine Spirit can't bring them back!"

As everyone chatted, many keyboard scholars also stepped forward to analyze why the Longevity Divine Spirit couldn't save this person.

Li Feng didn't care and continued reading.

Another group of netizens was discussing something else:

"Brothers, what is written in this big shot's research achievements about the Artificial Holy Infant? I've never heard of it; can a Saint Baby really be artificially created?"

"The Cyan Lamp Welfare Lottery is a research company focused on birthing children; otherwise, how would they conduct lotteries? They expended immense resources, significantly improving the birth rate of saints, reportedly reaching one in ten thousand.

But these Saint Babies are flawed, surviving the longest for only 33 seconds before dying. This technology is far from mature."

"What? The Holy Infant is that tragic?"

"Alas, there are many experiments that briefly succeeded but then failed. I heard most failed fifth-stage mechas are like this, as well as some biological modifications and flesh transplants, all collapsing and dying within minutes."

"True, true, haha."

...

Watching everyone chat, Li Feng suddenly plunged into deep thought, with a bold idea forming.

He seemed to have discovered a treasure trove!

Indeed, in reality, many test subjects could only survive for a fleeting moment.

What if they fell into his hands?

The gold content of Immortal and Unchanging was still increasing!

Especially the Holy Infant cultivation technology, existing for only 33 seconds.

His own Sacred Body lasted only two seconds.

If he bestows Immortal and Unchanging on these infants?

Perhaps the infants would be locked in time, never growing, yet they would truly be Holy Infants!

"In my Mushroom World, God's subordinates are in perfect need of a batch of high-end talents."

"What if I capture this old man, let him act as a Transmigrator in my Mushroom Soup, responsible for researching child-cultivation technology."

With this thought, Li Feng's eyes were filled with delight.

He quietly closed the internet, drank the beverage in his hand to the last drop, and even threw the metal can into his mouth, chewing slowly.

After finishing the can, he slowly stood up.

"It seems the time has come to enact an ancient transmigration novel's plot, where a scientist as the protagonist transmigrates to a Western Fantasy World."

Disappear without a trace.

Whoosh.

His figure gradually concealed itself, flew out the window towards the Cangwu Tree in Rehe City Center.

...

Rehe City Center, Cangwu Tree.

Countless tourists and travelers were there checking in.

Even if this wasn't the ancient Cangwu Tree, its appearance was identical, and the presence of the Angel King sitting there was exciting enough for the tourists.

At this moment.

Click, click!

Countless photos were taken.

The place was crowded with tourists from all over the country, dressed in luxurious clothes, holding umbrellas.

Families of three, couples—every kind of combination was there.

"I heard that old man has been kneeling outside the Cangwu Tree's Divine Hall for most of the day," someone said with a feeling of mutual sadness, as he was also traveling here at the third stage.

"Alas, with less than three days of life remaining, he'll probably kneel there till he dies."

"The Cyan Lamp Welfare Lottery, as a charity company, at least gave our ordinary families a chance to soar to great heights."

Countless travelers lowered their voices.

They vaguely sensed the old man's madness!

Yet the high and mighty Wisdom Gods ignored his temporary struggle, despite his many meritorious deeds for them!

At this moment.

The tourists engaged in discussions failed to notice at all.

The ethereal figure of a youth silently passed by beside them, stepping onto the Cangwu Tree step by step.

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