Liu Jun's fingers kept tracing across the screen of the network.

It's said that a Saint's Brain baby is born with a first-level telekinesis level, able to float and fly.

Liu Jun was also "born" with a first-level physical standard.

However, while they genuinely had a Saint's Brain, Liu Jun was a hybrid Saint Body with cobbled-together organs.

None of the organs were genuine.

They were merely online knockoff copies.

"But even so, I've passively broken through."

Liu Jun was somewhat surprised, constantly pondering:

"This is because my telekinesis level is very strong, which also advances my body."

"As long as the energy operates a bit more reasonably, I can break through as well."

However.

Only Liu Jun could do this.

Because Liu Jun's form had no fixed shape and could remodel himself at will.

If it were someone else, they'd undoubtedly encounter some issues.

Of course.

Liu Jun did not take pride, as this body was merely a basic rough draft.

Next, he scoured the internet for various organ weaving assignments during this "large-scale public reading event."

He roamed through various live broadcast rooms, watching the streams of third-level experts.

In short.

Pursuing the hottest batch would not go wrong.

At the same time, he discovered that the highest level wasn't always the best.

Different organs needed compatibility.

Some organs, though not high-level, were more compatible than higher-level ones.

After researching for half a day and madly adjusting, Liu Jun advanced another minor realm.

Third-level eight-layer.

He felt great.

Freeloading, content.

The thrill of technological theft was truly joyous.

He swiped through various Jurassic Big Bang tree batches, observing their weaving.

They guarded the Prophet, while the Prophet secretly stole their technology.

Feelings of guilt, truly guilty.

As his body continuously transformed, he felt like a massive weight was lifted off his shoulders, experiencing a sense of liberation and relief.

Indeed, with a random talent surging forth, he could threaten the entire civilization.

Not to mention he had four?

Should he consolidate them, he could undoubtedly step into the fourth level.

Nonetheless, his breakthrough ended here.

No matter how much he studied these semi-finished hybrid organs, they were still knockoff versions with no new changes.

"Well, advancing three minor realms is equivalent to a new mushroom talent boost!"

"I've freeloaded a mushroom, so it's not a loss at all."

After finishing this, he felt blissfully at ease, followed by endless emptiness as his energy depleted again, leaving his body feeling drained.

It's not feasible.

He shouldn't just watch streams; he needed to make money.

If he didn't earn some cash, he'd become "low blood sugar" and starve to death.

But where to find a massive amount of resources in such a short time?

Robbery?

The whole city is on lockdown.

Student loans?

The demand for each recharge keeps increasing.

A high school student's loan quota was already insufficient.

Could it be, waiting for death?

Liu Jun paced back and forth in the room, pondering, his expression gradually turning peculiar.

Even a resourceful woman cannot cook without rice.

"In this era, making money is really hard."

He felt his days were numbered, as if a living person was on the brink of suffocating.

"Perhaps, the attack by those fourth-level powerhouses, causing the city lockdown, preventing me from vanishing and ambushing some high-interest loan black forces, robbing the rich to help the poor."

"This isn't necessarily a bad thing."

He stretched lazily, reaching out to catch the rain outside.

"In other words, the city's Guardian is tied up, leaving the nest unguarded, I could go..."

His gaze turned towards a certain direction.

It was the Divine Hall built for the Prophet.

His strengthened body was already nearing the fourth level, vanishing should have a greater impact on those fourth-level powerhouses.

Moreover, that fourth-level Electric Realm should have gone to capture the enemy.

...

Cangwu Tree.

This was a giant tree over a hundred meters high.

The main framework was made of the alloy material used for intermediate mecha, with the exterior adorned with artificial plants, resembling a real giant tree towering in the center of Rehe City.

Step by step.

Liu Jun walked, the strength of vanishing allowing him to easily traverse various telekinesis scanning devices.

He saw a small Tree of Origin inside the hollow tree trunk, lushly leafed, adorned with butterfly bows, where various cocoons were being spun.

Scientists in white lab coats were constantly conducting research.

They discussed:

"No doubt this is an ancient tree woven by the Butterfly Race, serving as their nest? Weaving their descendants!"

"It's a pity it's already incomplete, can only weave part of it!"

"That God of Longevity, who knows how to find it? Perhaps, it's already fully revived!"

"Hey! What do you think, apart from the God of Longevity, are there other ancient gods alive today?"

Listening to a group of researchers boasting, Li Ruxiang retorted:

"You think ancient entities are wildflowers or weeds? Such beings have transcended time, possessing unimaginable terrifying power, perhaps only longevity can step into eternity!"

An elderly man stroked his beard beside him, "Those ancient entities holding authority, armed with divine objects, perhaps only such ones can ascend to a higher realm!"

"Indeed, the Water Divine Object, if not restrained, could submerge rivers and regions, freeze oceans into jelly; the thought itself is terrifying!"

They incessantly discussed, yearning for that great and mysterious power, consistently researching this ancient tree, which was a significant core of their study on the Butterfly Race.

Liu Jun didn't linger, dismissing the incomplete Tree of Life.

He slowly ascended step by step to the top of the tree, reaching a majestic ancient Divine Hall.

Entering the gate and arriving at the storeroom, he found various high-energy resources piled up to the brim.

These were offerings in homage to the gods!

Rustle!

Liu Jun didn't even take a look, directly packed everything away, stuffing them into the Mushroom Soup.

In the end, he was kind-hearted.

Originally, he thought of robbing the rich to help the poor, but now even that sin wasn't committed; he directly took the offerings Angel King gave him, which wasn't against the law.

He took a book from the bookshelf, secretly sitting back into the flower bud in the center of the Divine Hall, half reclined lazily, one hand supporting his cheek, the other gently pinching the book's edge as he browsed its pages.

He had intruded on enemy grounds, without a trace of tension, even leisurely reading, treating this place entirely as his bedroom.

"This place resembles the previous Divine Hall, a one-to-one reproduction, but lacking a small butterfly to massage and sing for me."

He sighed softly and resumed reading.

The book was an old tome from a bygone era, exuding a faint scent of ancient wood.

One must admit that in this era, the high-end nobles still pursued the elegance of paper books, meticulously adorning the interior of the Divine Hall to an ancient aesthetic.

The book was titled "Indonesian Mythology," its content quite intriguing.

It likely chronicled ancient myths from Indonesia, alongside legends of its Saints and the development of theology through various eras, including the rise of caste systems.

Among them, there was a mysterious figure.

He was a close friend to all gods in the myths.

Additionally, he named them: Agni, Surya, Yama... walking the barren land, teaching them cultivation, accepting them as disciples, and establishing the initial sects.

"Xu Changsheng, huh?"

Liu Jun smiled slightly, immediately comprehending.

Not surprising for a Longevity Seeker, his history was truly extensive.

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