"Go!"

"Go infect that planet."

He waved his hand gently, decisively starting to deploy the first space spore.

The Divine Power of "Transmission" stored by Lilith began to infect in all directions.

Endless space mushroom spores began to invisibly permeate the atmosphere, continually proliferating and spreading.

But soon, he discovered a downside:

Tired!

Because the area needed for infection was too vast.

He had to act as a farmer, constantly staying on the moon, spreading mushrooms throughout the lower atmosphere, planting again and again.

Like a fairy with a flower basket, continuously scattering petals below.

And the advantage is:

It only takes seven days to fill outer space with space mushrooms.

By then, he would be confident to envelop the planet beneath him with a colossal space mushroom, gradually, step by step, slowly pulling it into the Mushroom Soup pot, just like "The Wandering Earth"!

This looked extremely exaggerated.

But the previous Wisdom Disaster, Gale Disaster, Plague Demon King, Initial Demon King, which one of them wasn't exaggerated? One person infected the entire world?

Exponential transmission is just as exaggerated, planting space mushrooms goes from 1 to 2, 2 to 4, 4 to 8.

"But energy doesn't come from nowhere."

"I must continue to request the Divine Power of 'Transmission' from Lilith to keep expanding my energy absorption range."

"With energy, I can plant mushrooms."

"With energy, I can keep the gods inside from being exhausted, so they continuously draw out Divine Power for me."

"Next, not only will I be very tired, Lilith will also be very tired, the God of Magic will be very tired..."

"It's equivalent to my mushroom army, allied with the gods under the God system, invading the world's rules!!"

He sat on the moon, thinking this way, beginning his infection.

The seven-day war had already begun.

As he continuously pondered, finally someone came.

Rumble——

The sound of whistling arrived.

Figures burst through the atmosphere from the distant earth, swiftly rushing towards him.

"As expected, someone came, and they are not strong, did they send negotiation experts to probe?"

Liu Jun had no intention of conversing with them.

When he prepared to launch a sneak attack and initiate a space Divine Disaster, negotiation would be meaningless.

Negotiation might even arouse suspicion from the other party.

But he had to stay for these seven days, continuously spreading space mushrooms in outer space, and it was inconvenient to leave.

"Might as well dive into space and not meet them."

"They can't break through my space defenses, space mushrooms were a bug I exploited; at their current level of civilization, they can't build such space weapons."

"I essentially have absolute defense, just waiting quietly for seven days until the world undergoes unprecedented changes."

He opened the surface of the space ripples with both hands, slowly sinking, starting to enter diving mode in this ocean.

"Fifth Tier, it's time to see if my Golden Finger, this super Sky-Swallowing Pot, this big bowl can cover a planet!"

"Then, take this as my world, begin simulating this reality... sandbox!!"

...

...

Several elderly men in luxurious suits stopped before the crater.

"Are you the legendary God?"

The leader was an old man with white hair and beard, with a respectful expression, looking at the massive imposing figure sitting on the throne in front of the lunar mountains.

Majestic.

Vast.

When they truly saw the mysterious, they realized their "God Myth" books couldn't even simulate one-tenth of it.

Mysterious, too mysterious.

As they attempted to make contact, they soon discovered.

This was a God projection resembling a mirage, sitting sideways on the surrounding mountains.

They felt a special sense of estrangement, as if not belonging to the same world.

Yet, they dared not be presumptuous, respectfully kneeling to God, reciting God's name, presenting various tributes.

But after a long time, the figure still didn't move.

An old man with graying hair said, "What do you think this means?"

A nearby researcher noticed some clues, analyzing:

"It seems like we're not in the same layer; if I had to say, it feels like a space bubble experiment I participated in back then, quite similar."

"In fact, is God in another space?"

Another scientist added, "No wonder we didn't see any ancient traces on the moon, probably God is in an Alternate Space, about to awaken?"

They, from the strategic department, had discussed this before.

They believed the ancient Divine Spirits, if they truly existed, should be in Alternate Spaces.

Because various mythological tales contained similar statements, such as Celestial Realm, Hell, Palms of Buddha, Xumi Mustard Seed...

Someone said, "But according to the data we just obtained, after the great flood, the Hell and Celestial Kingdom rebuilt by God, are all on the physical plane, the same world."

Someone explained, "Do you think the Jurassic Era wouldn't continue developing? New Divine Objects will still descend, sooner or later new Space Divine Objects will emerge."

"Perhaps after the God's Magic Era, Hell and Celestial Kingdom will continue to ascend dimensions, further elevating levels, entering Subspace."

This analysis is quite reasonable too.

The era progresses.

The leading elder looked at the figure projected in Subspace and said:

"So is this really a mirage? Did we overthink, there's no end-of-the-world coming, but what's with that sitting posture?"

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