Mythology Management System

Flames, towering flames raged, endless lightning raged everywhere, hundreds of towering giants descended from the sky, and countless gods, demons, and monsters slaughtered everywhere.

Below, three figures formed a triangular formation, firmly trapping one person in place.

"Surrender, and perhaps we can spare your life," the young man holding the lightning bolt in his hand said arrogantly.

"Tch, that's the rule of your Olympian pantheon. We Norse gods never accept surrender." The burly man holding the Spear of Eternity looked utterly disdainful.

"Tsk tsk, you can fight over it all you want, I just want his corpse." The person with a red sun appearing behind him said this, drawing two disdainful glances.

"Heh." The figure surrounded by the three people chuckled as they discussed him like merchandise, the scar on his face looking particularly ferocious.

"Zeus, Odin, Amaterasu, well, everyone's here today. It seems you've really gone to great lengths to kill me, even bringing out your most treasured artifacts."

He scoffed, "So what? Don't forget—"

"I am—the Human Emperor Fuxi!!"

……

Fu Jiu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily. Sweat dripping from his forehead had unknowingly soaked a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

"I... I'm not dead yet?!" Fu Jiu spread his hands, his eyes filled with confusion.

He should have died in that great battle, leaving no trace of his body. So what's going on now?

"No, you are already dead!!" A voice came from the darkness.

"Who?!" Fu Jiu was startled. Someone had been able to touch him without him noticing. Could it be that the person had already ascended to godhood?

Fu Jiu tried to stand up, but found that her body was so weak that she could barely walk.

The space he was in was not large, only about 30 square meters, plus a small kitchen.

The cramped space was mostly cleared out to place some exercise equipment, from knives to sandbags, the most basic items were all there, and even the knives were divided into long knives, short knives, Tang knives, and Mo Dao, etc.

Why does this place feel so familiar? Fu Jiu frowned, not intending to delve into it for the time being. He wanted to see what the owner of that voice was planning. He was very weak right now, and even an ordinary person could beat him up.

"You can call me System, the Mythology Management System, specifically designed to assist the host in growing into the Director of the Mythology Administration Bureau, which suppresses all realms." The voice sounded again, its words devoid of any emotion.

"Before death, the host was chosen by the system to become the prospective director of the Bureau of Mythology of the Heavens and returned to five years ago. As long as the host can pass the system's trial mission, he can become the true director of the Bureau of Mythology of the Heavens and take charge of endless time and space."

"You mean, I've been reborn?" Fu Jiu was stunned. He looked at his palms and saw that they had indeed become much whiter. The scars on his face were also gone. He glanced at the furnishings around him and then remembered that this was his residence five years ago.

Fu Jiu quickly calmed down. Cases of reincarnation would not be uncommon in the next few years, but those were all from the past to the future. How could anyone go from the future to the past like him? He had never even heard of such a thing, let alone encountered one!

Moreover, he seems to have obtained an incredible cheat code: the Bureau of Myths and Gods. Just from the name, you can tell it's an incredibly powerful cheat.

But why would such a cheat program choose him? Could there be some kind of conspiracy?

The system seemed to see through Fu Jiu's little thoughts and said directly, "Host, you don't need to underestimate yourself. You are a person with great fortune. It is normal for the system to select you as a candidate director. But you don't need to be too lucky. Once you fail to complete the system's trial mission, the system will leave and erase the memories of the system from your mind."

Fu Jiu's eyes flickered uncertainly. The system could erase memories at any time, which sounded somewhat dangerous, but it was also an opportunity for him to rise to power.

According to the trajectory of his previous life, he should enter the Heaven-Mending Secret Realm three years later to awaken the power of the ancient times and become a sixth-order powerhouse.

But there are too many variables in the future. In his previous life, he had barely survived three years by escaping death multiple times. In this life, he did not want to gamble his life on an uncertain fate.

He knew better than anyone how chaotic the next few years would be, with countless inheritors vying to emerge, hundreds and thousands of ancient powerful beings reincarnated, and major pantheons constantly waging war.

Moreover, even in his previous life, he wasn't a top-tier expert, at most in the second tier of the world. In this life, he didn't want to waste three years of his life.

The three men who came to besiege him before, Zeus, Odin, and Amaterasu, seemed powerful, but in reality, they were just puppets used by the god-kings Zeus and Odin to scout ahead, at most acting as their representatives.

When the real Odin and Zeus arrive, these poor clowns will probably be turned to ashes immediately, becoming sacrifices for their arrival.

"System, I accept the trial!" Fu Jiu said in a deep voice. He had already died once, so what was he afraid of?

The bold get rich, the timid starve. With such an opportunity right in front of him, he wouldn't let it slip away.

The system was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The trial has begun. The host has obtained a mysterious sapling. Please kill a fourth-tier expert within one month, or the mission will be considered a failure."

"Hiss~" Fu Jiu gasped. Damn it! Was the system joking? With his current body, which wasn't even as good as an ordinary person's, he could kill a fourth-tier expert?

It should be understood that, according to the power ranking system in this world, those at the first to third tiers are still considered ordinary people. Although a third-tier expert can fight against a hundred opponents, they are still just an ordinary person.

Only upon reaching the fourth rank will one's strength undergo a dramatic transformation, possessing all sorts of incredible supernatural abilities; such an existence would not be an exaggeration to call oneself an immortal.

But now the system is actually asking him to kill such a fourth-tier expert within a month. Isn't that asking the impossible?

His power in his previous life wasn't cultivated, but rather directly infused from an ancient inheritance. In addition, he rose to power late in his previous life, had limited knowledge, and a shallow foundation, so he couldn't think of a way to rise quickly.

"Host, there is no need to worry. As long as you operate properly, you still have hope of passing the trial."

"Could it be the mysterious little tree the system mentioned?" Fu Jiu instantly recalled the little tree the system had mentioned, which must be the "hope" the system had given him.

A few breaths later, a small tree, no bigger than the palm of a hand, appeared out of thin air in front of Fu Jiu. It was crystal clear and even the most dazzling gem in the world could not compare to one ten-thousandth of its beauty.

"Is this the 'hope' you were talking about?" Fu Jiu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right, this is one of the treasures stored in the Bureau of Myths of the Heavens. Today is the first day it has seen the light of day again."

"A tree? Could it be the legendary Seven Wonders Tree? The Bodhi Tree? Or perhaps the Peach Tree?" Fu Jiu thought of many things in an instant.

"No, host, none of those things you mentioned can exist now, and there's no need to compare this little tree to them."

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Fu Jiu felt that the system had been very high-minded and somewhat disdainful when it answered him earlier.

"So what exactly is it?"

"Its very existence is a taboo. If you wish to name it, the host can personally give it a name."

“I’m not interested in what it’s called, I just want to know what it can bring me!” Fu Jiu replied with a frown.

"The sapling can absorb the life force of living beings and transform it into a fruit of life force. After consumption, it can strengthen the host's life force," the system replied calmly.

"Absorbing the life force of living beings? That sounds rather evil. I wonder how effective it is. It seems I need to make a trip to the monster market."

Although absorbing the life essence of living beings doesn't sound like the right way, he doesn't care about that in order to become stronger. If he can't even stay alive, why would he have time to care about whether it's cruel or not?

Fu Jiu suppressed the restlessness in his heart. He remembered that there were many stalls selling demonic beasts nearby. Although they were selling some low-ranking demonic beasts, the key was that he didn't have much money on him right now and couldn't afford high-ranking demonic beasts at all.

Five years ago, he was very poor. He practiced martial arts at a martial arts school while earning money to support himself, striving to gain some self-protection in the chaotic world.