From Godhood to the Heavens

"I've transmigrated again, damn it!" Fang Ping thought, trembling. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and pressed the lighter hard.

Pat pat pat——

"Hold!"

He threw the completely deflated lighter to the ground, slowly calmed himself down, and put the cigarette he was holding back into the slightly creased cigarette case.

I don't usually smoke, but if I didn't try to distract myself, I'd probably go crazy by now!

Seeing a couple in the distance staring at him with slight surprise, and not rushing over like mad dogs to tear him apart and devour him, Fang Ping rubbed his face vigorously, leaned against his backpack, and lay down directly on the lawn in the park.

He drifted off to sleep peacefully, and the cool evening breeze woke the weary Fang Ping.

Suddenly he stood up with a start, looking around warily, but then realized that this was no longer the last post-apocalyptic world, and immediately relaxed.

He shook his head violently and issued the command to bind the Heavenly Gate in his mind to the main world.

This wasn't the first world Fang Ping had traveled through, nor even the second; it was the third.

From birth, as long as Fang Ping concentrates his mind enough and enters the depths of his consciousness, he can see a transparent gate of light.

However, it is impossible to enter, open, or observe using any instruments.

After being repeatedly battered by society, Fang Ping gradually forgot about this family, and the fantasies of his youth were slowly suppressed in his heart.

Only occasionally, there is a slight sense of regret and resentment.

I thought life would just continue like this, but during a business trip with my boss, I got almost completely drunk at the dinner table.

With his last ounce of consciousness, he pressed the doorknob, and a dazzling blue light burst forth before his eyes.

When Fang Ping woke up, he was already in another world, and he had left no mark, which meant that Fang Ping could never go back.

What's even more terrifying is that Fang Ping has transmigrated to a world where the apocalypse has occurred.

The moment Fang Ping woke up and looked out the window, everyone present was stunned.

If it weren't for the fact that the place he traveled to was relatively safe, Fang Ping wouldn't have survived to sober up.

They managed to survive for more than 20 days, relying on supplies in the luxurious presidential suite of a five-star hotel, until the supplies were almost exhausted.

Fang Ping, who had no choice but to go out to search for supplies since the Zhutianmen still hadn't found any other worlds, endured countless hardships in just over 10 days!

After discovering the new world through the Gate of All Heavens, they crossed over without hesitation.

When I saw this peaceful scene before me, my tense mood completely relaxed!

Long live peace!

Fang Ping muttered to himself, glancing at the streetlights on both sides of the park. Based on what he knew so far, he had enough information to analyze the information he needed!

"In modern society, the public security should be quite good, and there should be no difference in language and writing. Is this another version of China from another world?"

I didn't lose any of my valuables, but when I turned on my phone, it showed that I couldn't connect. I heard the sounds of couples talking as I passed by in the evening, and I could also hear small advertisements on the streetlights offering high rewards for finding my address.

Fang Ping had analyzed enough information to understand the situation. All he wanted now was a safe place where he could take a nice hot bath and get a good night's sleep.

As for other information about this world, as long as he doesn't have to stay with those disgusting zombies, Fang Ping is willing to drive luxury cars and live in mansions!

Unable to suppress a laugh, Fang Ping picked up his backpack, but instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly removed the fire axe stuck in the backpack, and the bloodstains on it almost made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Could it be that I brought the zombie virus from the previous world with me?

If that's really the case, he can't bear the consequences of destroying a planet. If he were to transmigrate to the cultivation world again, he'd be struck by heavenly lightning and reduced to ashes...

Thinking of this, Fang Ping felt a sense of gloom over his life. Just then, a message came from the Heavenly Gate, and Fang Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When crossing the Gate of Heaven, the viruses and hidden dangers carried on my body have been purified!

In this way, the possibility of a modern person traveling to ancient times and carrying a virus that destroys the world will not occur.

Fang Ping was terrified that his new home would become a zombie-infested world.

However, in this case, these things on my body need to be dealt with!

When Fang Ping walked out of the park's scenic lake, he was dressed in a clean and tidy outfit, holding a cell phone that couldn't connect to the internet, and carrying various gold ornaments in his pockets!

On a bustling street, various food stalls lined both sides. Fang Ping strolled leisurely, his eyes scanning the surroundings, his ears pricked up, listening to all sorts of mixed information!

The vast majority of people on the roadside still pay with cash, and the jeans and leather jackets they wear are a bit outdated, looking like they were dressed more than ten years ago!

"Boss, here's your money!"

"Hey, here you go, here's your 35!"

Fang Ping slowly moved his feet, his gaze sweeping over the coins in the hands of the two merchants, lost in thought.

"It seems that cash is no different, but I don't know if my original money can be used here, and whether the money detector will accept it."

No, we also need to look at the year. Currency from 15 or 18—obviously no one would believe it to be genuine!

Fang Ping lowered his head and pondered. To be on the safe side, he decided to find a small shop to buy back some gold and exchange it for the currency of this world. That would be safer!

Suddenly, darkness fell in front of him, and his path was blocked. He looked up and was about to walk around the person in front of him when another figure blocked his way!

His brows furrowed immediately. Hearing the approaching footsteps, he glanced around and breathed a sigh of relief.

I initially thought they had been discovered by law enforcement, but upon closer inspection, I realized they were just a bunch of thugs!

He stared calmly at the person in front of him, who had a fierce look on his face and appeared to be in his thirties with a carefree attitude.

Seeing Fang Ping looking over, he stared straight at him without flinching, raised his arm, grabbed Fang Ping's shoulder, grinned, and spoke in a fierce, deliberately menacing manner.

"Hey bro, shall we find somewhere to talk?"

Fang Ping frowned slightly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and a murderous aura rose in his heart. But he quickly came to his senses and realized that these were not zombies, but people!

They were led by a group of people into a nearby alley.

Fang Ping, who prided himself on his courage, didn't struggle because he thought the ferocity of the group in front of him was nothing compared to that of the zombies. In fact, strange thoughts even arose in his mind!

Perhaps, there's no need to exchange the gold anymore; someone might just contribute it!