Chapter 251

Chapter 251

What would the divine realm of the Mushroom King be like?

Lin had pondered this question several times on his journey, using his own divine realm as a reference. The divine realm of the Mushroom King should be, uh, filled with lots and lots of mushrooms?

Wouldn't that just be a fungal forest?

Lin hastily reviewed the chapter about fungal forests in his textbook, and he had also invaded the privacy of the judge escorting Bai Li, reading many experiences from their mind.

Finally, he recalled the mycological knowledge he had learned before his transmigration, took a deep breath, and entered directly.

The honey-colored ripple-like passage closed swiftly behind him. Despite being prepared, Lin didn't expect to plunge directly into water.

Countless versions of Lin: "…"

Lin knew how to swim, having learned it at the Judge Academy as part of physical education.

Before his transmigration, as a middle school student, physical education classes were mostly warm-up exercises, running laps, skipping rope, long jumps, or being taken over by math and English teachers. But at the Judge Academy, physical education included various off-road skills, such as falling from heights without equipment and quickly regaining control of one's body when thrown into water in any position.

Ritualists had an additional class where they had to keep their secret books safe even when thrown into water or jumping out of windows.

Lin instinctively tried to grab his secret book but realized it wasn't there when he felt no weight from the hardcover notebook. Fortunately, he also tightened his body to avoid injury, and the expensive tactical mask quickly switched to underwater mode, with the alchemical lamp on its forehead illuminating the darkness.

Splash splash splash—

Lin moved forward with the surging current. The pig-nose part of the tactical mask, similar to a gas mask, contained oxygen sheets that released oxygen for breathing, and the tight combat suit increased its temperature to resist the cold of the water.

A yellow prompt flashed on the visor, asking if he wanted to activate the floating module.

If activated, a small inflatable ring around his waist would help him float.

In the divine realm, another Lin, who had replaced the divine descent version of himself, marveled, "Is this the complete set of combat equipment worth tens of thousands?"

It was indeed good, but he found himself a bit unfamiliar with it!

He had certainly learned how to use similar equipment at school, but even the Judicature wouldn't place the most advanced gear in the academy for students to practice with.

The equipment he used during training was at least a few major versions behind what he now wore. With no time to explore, several more Lins in the divine realm gathered around, each taking a reflection of the equipment to figure out how to activate its various functions.

As for the floating module, Lin did not activate it.

Because with the light illuminating, he had already noticed that, regardless of the simple floating device, even a swimming ring would be useless here.

This was a water channel enclosed on all sides, or rather, a pipe about two to three meters in diameter filled with flowing water.

Even if he floated up, he wouldn't find air... Why would there be such a place in the Mushroom King's divine realm?

Surely he wasn't in the sewer of the Mushroom King's divine realm?

More mirrors of Lin gathered around.

"Are we inside some special fungus?"

"A fungus shaped like a pipe?"

"Is this beyond the scope of modern middle school plus Judge Academy curriculum..."

"I only know the most famous few types of fungi!"

Lin, regretting his lack of knowledge, was carried forward by the current. He pressed the edges of his feet together, activating the jet propulsion function of his boots.

In this pipe, he couldn't float, but the thrust from the jets helped him break free from the inertia of the current, allowing him to touch the walls of the pipe.

His hand touched something, and the glove glowed red.

Earlier in the fungal forest, the tight combat suit had killed spores that landed on it, glowing with the same red light.

Pressing again, he felt something relatively resilient and soft under his hand.

It felt like silicone, but softer.

"Polluted biological material pipe wall?"

"I am indeed inside a fungus shaped like a pipe."

"The water is flowing so fast, there must be an outlet..."

"Even if it's an internal circulation waterway, the water moving like this indicates a pump generating kinetic energy."

"So, as long as I follow the flow—"

"Uh, probably not."

The Lins in the mirror spoke one after another, their thoughts not split; they shared the same ideas.

Following the flow would definitely lead him to the outlet or pump of this pipe... this fungus... let's just call it a pipe. But with the unlit areas of the map, who knows how long it would take to drift?

Moreover, both the pipe itself and the water flowing through it were excessively polluted.

The visor had a feature mimicking a Hunter's talent, which could display the pollution level of objects. The towering white death cap mushroom outside the divine realm had only glowed green in this mode, but after entering the pipe, he glanced at the mode and felt as if he were immersed in neon green.

Ordinary pollution wouldn't affect Pillar God practitioners much, and Bai Li would likely be the same.

But the concentration of pollution here... it was as if he were squatting at the gate releasing contaminated water from the Fukushima nuclear power plant!

Bai Li must not be contaminated and corrupted.

Let's attack and greet the Mushroom King.

Don't use the Blade of the Mind, then...

Lin skillfully removed his equipment pack from his back. Following his exploration in the Divine Realm, he pulled out an alchemical rocket launcher.

Never having fought such a well-equipped battle before, the alchemical rocket launcher was no thicker than his wrist and as long as his forearm when he first drew it out. Once activated, its diameter and length expanded several times, and it began to charge internally.

"Use the Mother of Sourceblood mode."

In the Divine Realm, Lin in a mirror said.

Lin adjusted to the Mother of Sourceblood mode, and crimson scriptures began to rotate around the barrel.

It was still that familiar line—

Flowing blood is the source of life.

The data on his visor indicated that the charge was at 100%.

Tensing his body to avoid rotating with the water, Lin abruptly changed his grip on the alchemical rocket launcher.

With a shift in his center of gravity, he indeed started spinning in the water, but Lin paid no mind and pressed the trigger.

The scriptures on the barrel instantly rearranged into another phrase.

Losing blood leads to death.

—Boom!

The deafening explosion, which had been close to his ears, was now isolated by the rushing water. As he spun, Lin only managed to see the crimson projectile fly out of the barrel before he completed another rotation.

When he came back around, he saw the crimson glow explode against the pipe wall.

A breach! The power of the Mother of Sourceblood was indeed very effective against biological materials.

Along with the projectile, a grappling hook was also launched, which latched onto the pipe wall and tightened, preventing Lin from being swept away through the hole he had just made.

He clung to the grappling hook and swam against the current toward the hole in the wall. He had expected it to take some effort, but with just a pull of the grappling hook, he found himself at the edge of the hole without much exertion.

How wonderful, alchemical equipment.

In the Divine Realm, one of the Lins let a tear of poverty slide down his cheek.

Meanwhile, the Lin who had descended from the heavens squeezed through the thick pipe wall and emerged outside.

...into another pipe.

Identical pipes, identical rushing water.

Under the light, the visor revealed the Pomeranian Human's eyes widening like mirrors.

Were these two pipes side by side, and did he have the worst luck to open a hole in the adjacent one?

Or were there not just two pipes side by side, but countless identical pipes extending in one direction?

Lin had a theory.

In the Divine Realm, he whispered, "I'm... inside a mycelium?"