Chapter 46: Xu Changsheng's Shock: I'm Not From Last Week, But From the Jurassic?
The information in this world’s upper echelons is closed off. Liu Jun couldn't understand why such a fully grown saint was still so weak... Aren’t you supposed to be born as superpowered infants, able to float by yourself?
But that didn’t stop him from taking advantage of the situation.
This guy was far too weak.
Without hesitation, Liu Jun probed his memories!
The result was only some surface memories—the man was originally an ancient saint reborn.
This revelation made Liu Jun’s expression shift oddly.
What was this about?
The immortal show-off style?
An ancient Confucian saint reborn in a cyber-education era, mercilessly defeating unfilial disciples of Confucianism?
This pattern felt all too familiar.
If you didn’t count Liu Jun himself as a transmigrator with a golden finger, this guy... might actually be the protagonist of this world!
Originally, he might have been watching him show off during the college entrance exam, beating down the school’s little villain Li Chengshan, and then sweeping through major companies...
However,
Liu Jun possessed longevity and keen insight, making him most sensitive to such matters.
“He hasn’t lived through countless lifetimes; rather, his memories have been inherited, like a succession of clan leaders each holding the memories of their predecessors.”
“The current clan leader is essentially Xu Changsheng, who has accepted the saintly brain passed down through generations and become the new saint.”
“There’s such a form? Truly marvelous.”
“But I need to use the large corporation’s sophisticated equipment to access all the deeper memories.”
Liu Jun pondered quietly.
The big companies’ laboratory equipment was specialized.
Back then, some Angel King had directly accessed memories painlessly.
“Forget it.”
Liu Jun thought for a moment and secretly infected his brain with a mushroom.
“From today on, you’re my new mushroom who dreams of being a Jurassic insect.”
“Come quickly into my world and help me conquer this land!”
...
Night fell.
Xu Changsheng was dazed, then reopened his eyes.
He saw a towering ancient emerald tree.
Countless tree hollows fluttered with colorful butterflies; countless vines formed bridges; branches became platforms where a few tree insects were spinning cocoons.
Beautiful, wild, expansive.
That was his first impression.
“I, Xu Changsheng, what...?”
He was stunned. “Wait, who am I?”
Obviously, Liu Jun had tampered with him; he had forgotten some memories.
He realized he had become a caterpillar, curiously looking around, somewhat bewildered and not paying much attention.
He began playing with nearby companions for a while, living a purely innocent and joyful life.
Boom!
Outside, a battle was already raging.
It was said that enemies had invaded.
This little insect poked its head out and saw a deity fighting against thousands of troops.
Afterward, it gathered a pile of corpses to weave.
But the insects were speechless:
“We have those enemies’ life string knots, yet can’t weave?”
“We can do it with our hands but not our brains?”
“The weaving speed is too slow; the difficulty too high?”
...
During this period,
Their prophet, the Longevity God, had defeated the invaders for the third time.
But their intelligence was only average; their learning pace was slow.
“Learning to weave their structures—is it really that hard?” Xu Changsheng sighed. “I’ll teach you.”
“Ah?”
After the prophet’s battle, Huabaishuang brought back the first generation Life Tree from the Elf Forest. Using the Phoenix Emperor to counteract the virus, it had now become the new Cangwu Tree.
A living ancient tree, enhancing their foundation.
This ancient tree was grateful for the gift of salvation from two gods back then.
Liu Jun and the Phoenix Emperor naturally prized this tree’s hybrid talent, with the Phoenix Emperor often having others study new fruits on it.
The Cangwu Tree had turned into a fruit tree.
Curious, the Cangwu Tree said: “It’s that simple? I was poisoned back then—I know how fast my brain turned.”
“Very simple.”
Soon, he had the insects’ support.
But gold always shines.
His intelligence quickly stood out among the insects.
A month later, even Die Lvxiang personally appeared to examine him, unable to hide his astonishment:
“Could this be what the prophet called the once-in-a-billion-born... the innate sacred one?”
With such a small population base, they were incredibly lucky?
Die Lvxiang, eager for talent, began to test him:
“What do you think—we should how defeat those infected by the disaster of intelligence?”
Xu Changsheng: “Though we have their structural blueprints, our learning speed is slow, making it hard to copy them.”
Copying is a classic tactic in great power competition.
You develop a new aircraft carrier; I secretly study yours.
This simplifies things immensely.
In the future, this idea was applied to pirated drugs, pirated intellects, pirated weapons... even plagiarized games.
We can emulate whatever high-IQ creations others make.
But in reality, they couldn’t even copy—it’s hard for a middle school student to grasp graduate courses.
Wait...
Why is my mind suddenly thinking such strange thoughts?
What is an intellect?
I’m just a little insect.
Xu Changsheng felt dizzy but answered: “I think there are only two solutions.”
“First, the Creator God must reclaim this divine treasure.”
“When this source of disaster leaves our world, we’ll return to peace.”
Die Lvxiang nodded; he had considered this too.
Unfortunately, waiting for the Creator God’s mercy to end the trial and spare the beings on earth was unrealistic.
“Tell me the second point,” Die Lvxiang said.
Xu Changsheng said: “Second, it lies with our Wisdom God, the Phoenix Emperor. Its wisdom can switch modes.”
“If she absorbs the divine artifact of ‘High Wisdom’ and switches to ‘Low Wisdom,’ it would essentially seal the disaster’s source.”
“After all, this power shouldn’t appear in this world; it’s like unlocking the forbidden area of life’s brain, touching a taboo realm!”
This was another good plan.
Die Lvxiang had naturally thought of it and even tried.
They had the Angel of Truth willingly let the Phoenix Emperor absorb it.
But alas.
The Phoenix Emperor was incompatible with the artifact and couldn’t absorb it at all.
“As for other solutions, I’ll keep thinking.”
Xu Changsheng said: “Since it’s a god’s trial, there must be a way to solve it.”
Xu Changsheng was a true saint, superior even to the mass-produced fake saints nearby.
Soon, he joined research on the Die Red Fungus, quickly producing various new technologies.
He shifted his thinking:
“They’re like a bunch of pseudo-geniuses, providing half-finished species experiments, while I, the true genius, am responsible for integration...”
“Isn’t it like I’m a research leader, leading over a hundred thousand underlings in research?”
He found a new approach.
He began integrating various species, researching new solutions.
Die Lvxiang watched this and marveled, “Such wisdom and talent—life is unequal from birth.”
“If this continues, we’ll soon be able to aid our Longevity God!”
More than ten years later.
Die Lvxiang brought the Longevity God and the Wisdom God from the Cangwu Tree.
“I’ll take you to meet the gods!” Die Lvxiang said.
Xu Changsheng’s face was full of anticipation: “Really?”
...
Inside the temple, Liu Jun was counting his “race cards.”
Recently, the quality of equipment drops had been increasing.
However,
In this tower defense game, each wave of monsters grew more absurd.
Stronger, more complete, closer to Titans, Angels, Dragons from mythology... ever-evolving creatures, like Plants vs. Zombies, attacking repeatedly, trying to consume his mind!
A mix of fortune and crisis, bringing both happiness and helplessness.
Suddenly, Liu Jun glanced at his visitors.
His butterfly emperor had brought a little insect, Xu Changsheng.
They had arrived?
Better hurry and save the day—he couldn’t hold out much longer.
With a saint in hand, there should be hope.
But the pretense must continue.
Liu Jun said lightly:
“You’re not bad, little one.”
“You’re the first divine being born this era. Since that’s the case, I’ll bestow a blessing.”
“Granting you longevity.”
Page break.
Liu Jun decided to reverse the Heavenly Gang.
“From now on, you shall live long and see far, witnessing the changes of countless eras.”
“This is both a blessing and a curse—to see friends perish, the world overturn, and all laws rise and fall.”
After speaking, Liu Jun gently stroked Xu Changsheng’s head.
An immortal strokes my crown!
Xu Changsheng only felt dizzy.
“Are the enemies coming again?”
Suddenly, this towering divine saint leapt lightly from the Cangwu Tree and began the battle.
The clash echoed across the sky.
Countless butterflies sobbed silently.
This god turned his back to the multitude, protecting the last pure land!
But the enemies grew stronger each time.
If it continued—ten times, thirty times, a hundred times—even the prophet leading their civilization might not withstand it.
Suddenly, Die Lvxiang, watching from above, had a flash of insight:
“I’ve found a way! I’ve found a way to solve the disaster of intelligence!”
...
Click!
The room brightened.
Xu Changsheng opened his eyes on the bed.
“Another dream? Wait, the plot was just turning!”
“Forty years passed in the dream, two species extinctions…”
“Why did it end at the critical moment? One god fighting all life, Die Lvxiang’s cry of discovery, the solution to the intelligence disaster?”
“That mythical history was the climax...”
No!
That wasn’t a dream.
He had recalled some memories from prehistoric cycles.
This was normal for him—the immortal’s memory was vast and only surfaced when needed.
Like recalling calligraphy skills after being challenged at an exhibition; recently gaining favor from an elder in the Magic Arts Association.
Or recalling historical secrets that earned praise from a university history professor online.
Only occasionally.
But this time, he “occasionally” recalled Jurassic memories...
Xu Changsheng: Ah?
His head buzzed, feeling overwhelmed.
An incredible thought arose:
“Could it be that my earliest first life wasn’t last week’s, but the Jurassic era’s?”
The more he thought, the more silent he became.
As an immortal, memories of countless lives were easily confused and passed down.
Earlier inherited lives had already blurred.
It was all because Liu Jun was too unscrupulous, leaving his mind in disarray.
And in the final scene, he had even seen that legendary Longevity God.
Was my original longevity gift from him?
He felt dizzy and dazed.
His mind seemed struck by thunder, rain, lightning, and storms, stirring memories from countless lifetimes.
He couldn’t understand.
Simply couldn’t!
Soon, he stopped thinking; overthinking only brought trouble.
Better to focus on how to use this chance.
After all, every time he “occasionally” recalled memories, he gained an opportunity.
This time would be no exception.
“Angel King, you will definitely come to find me this time.”
“Because we are butterflies of the same era.”
“Because your wife, Insect Qiqi, never died afterward; she even became the Angel of Truth...”
“And you must want to know what happened next.”
“The terrifying Great Explosion of Life, waves of species surging like wind through rice paddies, the Longevity God on the Cangwu Tree suppressing generation after generation, exterminating one clan after another—how astonishing!”
“This is a war of gods at its fiercest.”
He knew that if this shocking news spread, the whole world would be overturned again.
His heart trembled.
“The commotion will be greater and more exaggerated than the recent farce!”
He stood and paced.
He even ignored messages from the little chubby guy.
Hoping tonight, in sleep, he would again dream of that distant mythic epic—the long song of time.