Bai Long sat cross-legged.
As a microbial body, it was a completely new experience.
"To become stronger, those ant-like biological civilizations have already given me a plan to fight beyond my body size — Living Soil Lifeform."
"By splitting themselves, the tiny meatballs stacked on top of each other, forming a brand new lifeform … and now, it should be the same."
And as a part of a fungal lifeform, it naturally had the potential to stack on top of each other.
Mushrooms, fungi, these were all formed by stacking on top of each other.
"Tai Sui huh."
He naturally thought of the legend of the flesh lingzhi mushroom and started to name it like Fu Qingjun.
"That is to say, I have to rely on splitting to cultivate a bunch of sticky microorganisms and stick them together?" He hesitated, feeling that this was not right, it was not perfect enough.
He closed his eyes slightly. "As a virus, bacteria, and fungus, I should have a better idea."
Time flew.
Bai Long's closed door cultivation lasted countless winters and summers.
The whole land had been completely infected. A huge plague swept through the land, turning some citizens into walking corpses.
And on the other side, a type of martial path started to rise.
The people living in the body of the probiotic bacteria were in a symbiotic relationship with the host and began to help them cultivate martial arts. This was simply a martial arts virus. Those who were infected would rapidly expand their muscles and become devilish muscular people. Regardless of whether they were men or women, their figures were extremely exaggerated, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.
And at the same time, there was an even more terrifying virus, the mother nest virus.
It was also called Gu poison by the people of this land. Countless microbial civilizations were raised in the body. These microbial civilizations lived in the bodies of giants and had the ability to clone themselves, allowing their undying clones to go out and fight.
And as the Gu poison developed, it started to diversify. The microorganisms in the body had different functions and different Gu Masters appeared.
Healing, plague, assassination, large area of effect, investigation, all kinds of Gu Masters raised a huge civilization in the body.
At this point, the tripartite structure of the era was completely formed.
The puppet plague virus that erased the will of the host.
The two viruses that assisted the host.
The whole land that was infected started to turn into a brand new witchcraft civilization — Mushroom Wizard Kingdom.
The mythical civilization here was mainly made up of microorganisms, possessing unimaginable diversity.
"Communications with the outside world have already been cut off. It will take some time to discover the abnormality here." The Mushroom Sorcerer King was very familiar with the process. After all, this was not the first time he had done it.
"Even if they find out, they'll definitely send the academy's low-level students to investigate first. They'll just be sending themselves to their deaths," he said proudly.
God just smiled and looked at the already diverse civilization.
Time flew by, and they were still fighting each other. The area of infection grew larger and larger. Even the expert civilizations and kingdoms nearby began to uncontrollably know that there was a Plague Saint, and it was multiplying in this land, turning this land into a natural disaster.
"This way, you will have enough power to attack a True God, right?"
Another day, God walked out of the shadows and spoke directly.
"I've got it, I've got it. The camp that these three captives have created is pretty good." The Mushroom King was excited when he arrived. He was clearly prepared. "Your Highness, I've already chosen a Sage with fire-elemental laws. After all, it will be of great help to me after I obtain it. In the future, the virus will have characteristics of heat. Even a Sage will find it hard to resist!"
Most Mushroom Sages chose fire-elemental laws because they were the most common and effective.
In fact, the same laws would have different effects in the hands of different species. For example, battle-type Sages would attack directly, while they would let their viruses have the effect of heat poison.
"I've broken through to the seventh level, so I can project the laws into my people and let their viruses have fire elemental attacks," he said.
"Go."
Fu Qingjun's expression was indifferent. "Don't expose my existence. Otherwise, you won't be able to attract enough enemies to kill even if you have several lives. Although the biological structure is ridiculously perfect, it won't attract too much attention when hidden. After all, it's not like there aren't any Calamity Sages with viruses. There are countless of them in this seven-colored kingdom alone."
"Yes, yes."
The Mushroom King hurriedly said, "Are you leaving?"
"I'll leave for a period of time," God said softly.
"After all, it's been a while since I came to this era. I'm familiar with the environment and can go out for a walk."
He didn't intend to interfere with this big mushroom.
As a Calamity Sage, he would still act and develop according to his original trajectory so that he wouldn't be easily noticed.
"Yes, I will wait for the others to crusade. I will be careful … Even if I die, I won't expose your existence," the Mushroom King hurriedly said.
A few more years passed.
The first to arrive wasn't the seven-colored kingdom's assassination team, but a member of a secret organization.
"We, the Black Wall School of Thought, would like to invite you to join us. We are an existence formed by the gathering of Calamity creatures," an existence in the shadows said.
"I'll join, I'll join …" The Mushroom King was very excited. He had long heard of the arrival of this organization. However, he was weak previously and didn't take them seriously at all.
Clearly, he also began to have his own intentions.
…
After bidding farewell to the Mushroom King, Fu Qingjun planned on leaving the seven-colored kingdom.
This was because although that land was suitable for development, it was still an extremely remote place. Information was outdated, and there weren't many experts.
Fu Qingjun planned on sending a weak avatar to the territory of a relative close to the Celestial Venerate to take a look at the core area …
"What's the difference between me and those other concept-level existences?"
Fu Qingjun had a pensive look on his face. "Logically speaking, Rank 7 is just a Grand Perfection. I reached this Grand Perfection very quickly and have also grasped concept-level laws. In terms of strength and laws, our combat strength should be equal."
"But … it's definitely not the case." Fu Qingjun frowned. He knew how powerful those existences were and how they cultivated. That was the most important thing.
He dissipated and teleported toward the central core area.
At this moment, Bai Long also slowly opened his eyes. His gaze flickered. "My new race has been completed. It's still the Immortal Dao Style. It cultivates the Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Soul Formation Style. It's still the Possession Style."
He looked at the land of calamity with a cold expression. "There's a war here. I don't want to be associated with it. However, I was born from them, so it's not good for me to do anything. After all, to their civilization, humans are their pigs. This is the law of the food chain."
He thought for a moment and directly flew out. "I don't want to participate in these wars. Instead, I want to search for the Earth of the past. Where did it go? Did my people ascend to this Heavenly realm?"
Just as Fu Qingjun had said, he would take on the responsibility of the development and leader of this era of Earth.
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