Chapter 864: Millennium Celebration
Chapter 864 -858: Millennium Celebration
No. 2 looked at No. 1 crying, collapsed, and twisted, finally feeling that most of the joy of victory had been lost.
After hesitating for a moment, it rubbed No. 1 with its tentacle: “Alright, alright, I’ll let you down and take you away, don’t cry like this, it’s embarrassing for the Mushroom Race.”
“Ah… ah, woo ah ah ah…” Unfortunately, once the crying starts, it’s not that easy to stop.
Suddenly, a mushroom in the Fungal Network asked: “What are you guys doing?”
No. 2, feeling a bit impatient, flicked its tentacle: “Don’t bother me, can’t you see I’m busy with No. 1… Hmm?”
No. 2 turned its mushroom cap, staring blankly at a Puki sitting on its Mushroom Throne, not knowing when this happened.
The long, red cloak behind that Puki seemed so familiar…
“Mushroom… Mushroom Lord?”
Marshal Puki kindly rubbed the mushroom caps of No. 1 and No. 2: “You two, make sure to tell me everything you’ve been up to during this time!”
No. 2 was silent and trembling, while No. 1’s crying mysteriously stopped at some point.
However, no one present was still paying attention to their Puki war, all thinking the same thing—The Mushroom Lord has returned!
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After Lin Jun’s return, the number of Mushroom Transformers increased again after a long absence.
Not only those who believe in Lin Jun, even those who do not, Lin Jun tried to include them in the Yellow-covered Book, capturing countless souls and letting them fall into Lin Jun’s tentacles.
Shameless Death God Old Deng actually tried to use a shady trick to plot against me, but Lin Jun couldn’t possibly let her succeed.
The good news is that the restraints on the Death God are not false, though Lin Jun secretly adjusted her consciousness’ perception of time, it was the maximum effort she could make having not yet fully figured out the management permissions.
In fact, the method was simple yet effective, if not for the two idiots, No. 1 and No. 2, Lin Jun didn’t know how long it would have taken to notice.
Nevertheless, now that I’m out, the upcoming events won’t be up to her!
And all that Lin Jun did seemed like entering an eternal golden age for ordinary people.
With the help of the Fungal Network, language barriers disappeared.
Not only language, but even racial barriers gradually dissolved; after all, everyone turns into mushrooms after they die, and compared to Puki’s theoretically eternal life, whether they were initially Demon Race or Dwarves, no one cared.
As for those with criminal behaviors… maybe everyone improved under the Mushroom Lord’s glory, anyway, the villains seemed to have vanished, only some mysterious rumors occasionally mentioned some kind of paradise-like unverifiable stuff that only fools believed.
In short, the whole world was thriving, the only slight issue was that the mist attempted to come ashore again, but was blocked by the strong coastal guards organized by the Mushroom Lord.
Amid such prosperity, the golden Puki era arrived!
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The entire continent was preparing for a grand celebration to commemorate the Mushroom Garden’s first millennium.
On the high tower of the Fungus Castle, Sirean stood by the railing, overlooking those busy preparing figures below, muttering to himself: “Are you finally ready?”
Beside him, a Puki sat on the windowsill, its two short legs dangling in the air.
“Yeah, finally ready, I’m exhausted.”
For three years, day and night, except for occasionally handling major issues, Lin Jun was continuously doing one thing—letting her soul sea constantly flow in the Fungal Network, interfacing with every soul existing in the world and copying their memories!
A large-scale self-study phenomenon once sparked turmoil, which eventually settled down under the meditative calming method suggested by the experienced Norris.
Nowadays, learning to manage the Spirit and not letting desires spread randomly has become an essential course for every non-Mushroom Race creature.
But speaking of which, even if accidentally ruining your body doesn’t matter much, at worst, you just abandon the physical form and directly Puki ascend.
Anyhow, this massive project is finally completed!
Sirean gazed again at those oblivious people below, after a moment, he withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the base of the tower.
The future is unknown, and in this last moment of the present, he plans to spend time with Vera and the others.
As the sky darkened, the world still remained bright!
From the West Coast to the Dwarf Mountains, from the Northern Icefield to Southern Mushroom City, wherever the Fungal Mat covered, fluorescents shone, countless Glowing Mushrooms joined into a sea of light, illuminating every city.
The elves’ harps and the dwarves’ war drums combined to play a long composition on the same night, the air filled with the scent of roasted mushrooms, honey wine, and spores, mixed with laughter and song, which floated up to the clouds.
Then, the fluorescence gradually dimmed.
In every city, every settlement, every corner still carrying human voices, the crowd uniformly quieted down.
Everyone was staring at the high platform erected at the center of the celebration city square.
There, Marshal Puki stood slowly with the iconic red cloak.
“Why did everyone stop to watch me? Keep playing music, keep dancing!”
“Tomorrow, when the sun rises, you’ll welcome a brand new fate! But tonight, everyone revel to your heart’s content!”
The exquisite mushrooms accumulated for years were tossed out in this moment, bursts of happiness exploded in the crowd.
“Praise the Mushroom Lord!”
“Praise the great Mushroom Lord!”
Amid sincere praises, whether human or mushroom, all were immersed in the joy of the moment.
No. 9 dragged Shi Wu, discussing tomorrow’s adventure plans;
Vera used three tentacles to separately pull Fei Ling, Fei Yin, and Sirean for dancing to the music;
The Elf Queen and Mermaid Empress each tugging one foot of the Sword Saint, arguing over the ownership of this Puki for the night;
Xiao Hai hugging Norris, counting the silver scales on his mushroom body, also hugging a Karen Puki;
Old Dylan leisurely leaned on the deck chair, smilingly watching Bianca hugging her dad and Bella hugging Sofia;
Edin, habitually standing in the corner, embraced Numer Four, while Inanna brought him freshly baked snacks;
Xing Huo, Hunting, Qiong hid in the Mushroom House, toasting together;
And in the Fungus Castle’s command tower, Little Pig gently wiped away the tears from the corner of a stone statue’s eyes…
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As dawn approached, the celebration had ended, most people had fallen into a satisfied sleep, but some energetic fellows were still lively until now.
Lin Jun didn’t plan to wait for them to rest as well.
Looking down at the prosperous kingdom she had established, even if it was built on the brink of destruction, fragile like a castle in the air, it had indeed become glorious.
However, the Utopia playtime should come to an end.
Lin Jun straightened her tentacles, slowly sweeping across the front of her mushroom cap.
Thus, spores bloomed, everything returned to the fungus ground, and no living beings remained in the world.
Marshal Puki cradled Lin Jun’s form, basking in the sunlight after a long absence.
“Tsk… why did I ever think of basking in the sun?”
[Boss, don’t forget, there’s still the little ones!]
The Yellow-covered Book’s text nervously crept, for now, all its hope was entirely pinned on Lin Jun, yet Lin Jun, even if she suddenly broke the agreement, it had no choice.
This was an unfair transaction from beginning to end.
Fortunately, generally Lin Jun wouldn’t break her word.
“Come here you!”
Lin Jun pressed her soul forcefully towards the Yellow-covered Book’s weak false soul, after extracting it, the book’s cover collapsed powerlessly, all the data contained in the false soul was cut and packaged into the vast soul sea by Lin Jun.
“Everything’s settled, so next…”
With a thought, Lin Jun returned to the Pilot’s Seat, standing at the door of the Computation Furnace.
Nevrilla was also by the door; at this time, the Death God was not as vibrant as before, her green eyes full of guilt and loss.
She looked at the Mushroom People in front, knowing she was powerless to stop it, could only slowly say: “Hope… you’re right then…”
“Gah!” If the Pilot’s Seat could attack, the Administrator couldn’t either, otherwise, Lin Jun would’ve kicked her a few times.
Stepping over the despondent Death God, Lin Jun, carrying everyone’s souls, walked boldly towards the depths of the Computation Furnace!
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[Soul ID: 0… 23… 556… Error]
[Acquired Ark Manager Permissions]