From Godhood to the Heavens

Above the vast starry sky, a streak of sword light enveloped Fang Ping's figure, instantly traversing hundreds of thousands of miles, and soon caught up with the Life Foundation's spaceship.

Fang Ping stood on the spaceship. One of the symbiotes inside had escaped at some point, and the entire spaceship was now completely devoid of life.

The spaceship shuddered violently before plummeting toward Earth, the friction of the air creating a massive fire that engulfed the entire vessel.

Fang Ping's figure flashed and entered the interior of the spaceship. He glanced down at the headless corpse lying on the ground, frowned, and continued walking inside.

A collision sound rang out, and a bizarre figure twisted and rose from the ground. The figure continued to tear and merge with the symbiotic body, and the astronaut inside the symbiotic body showed a painful expression on his face, as if he was about to be separated from it.

Judging from the appearance, the compatibility was obviously not high. Fang Ping stroked his chin thoughtfully and looked at the huge glass dome fixed on both sides of the spaceship, where there were three symbiotes on each side.

Inside the glass enclosure on the left, the original symbiote had disappeared, leaving only broken glass.

One was desperately trying to reject it, while the other was desperately trying to parasitize it, because there were no new living beings left on the entire spaceship.

However, with Fang Ping's appearance, the black, slimy symbiote suddenly let out an excited shriek, split off another head, and swallowed its original host whole.

It then transformed into a mass of black liquid, twitching and twisting to mimic a prosthetic foot, and surged toward Fang Ping.

Fang Ping could clearly sense the symbiote's excitement, even its exhilaration, indicating that its intelligence level was not low.

As the symbiote gradually approached him, Fang Ping slowly squatted down and then reached out his hand.

The symbiote quickened its pace, lunging at Fang Ping's arm before rapidly moving onto his body.

It quickly spread across the entire palm and continued to spread upwards along the arm. Fang Ping couldn't help but frown, forcibly suppressing the slippery and disgusting feeling.

The next instant, I felt the symbiote trying to burrow into my skin, but after trying for a long time, it was to no avail.

Fang Ping's lips twitched. He had no choice but to adjust his energy, control the skin on his arm to loosen, suppress his instinct to retaliate, and provide assistance to the symbiote.

The moment he painstakingly pierced the arm, Fang Ping immediately felt a clear will spreading into his mind.

"Oh my god, you are absolutely amazing..."

However, the next second, a terrified scream rang out: "No, no... why, why is it so powerful? I'm about to explode..."

The moment the words fell, a loud bang rang out, and the symbiote exploded in front of him, instantly turning into hundreds or thousands of parts.

With just a wisp of vital energy, the nascent symbiote was completely burst apart and reduced to fragments. Fang Ping frowned deeply as he looked at the asphalt-like remains of the symbiote on the wall. It showed no signs of life and was clearly dead.

His strength was too weak; even with Fang Ping's assistance, he couldn't achieve symbiosis. He couldn't help but shake his head.

It seems that I need to improve gradually before I can withstand Fang Ping's power and then become compatible with it.

As for consciousness, Fang Ping had no interest in it. It was enough to leave a chatterbox in his mind to serve the function of a bio-armor.

Turning his head to look at the other five symbiotes, Fang Ping waved his hand, and the steel base instantly spun automatically, with the glass dome slowly flying out and following behind Fang Ping side by side.

With a slight mental perception, it was already about to touch the ground, carrying five symbiotes, and instantly disappeared from the spaceship.

With a loud bang, the spaceship plunged into the forest and glided for an unknown distance before slowly coming to a stop.

However, this has nothing to do with Fang Ping.

The sailor put away the other four symbiotes, and Fang Ping took out one, thinking for a moment.

If my own power symbiote can't handle it, then I'll improve it step by step first!

It's one thing for ordinary people to fail, but it's another for them to develop a bunch of weaknesses instead of extracting excellent genes.

Let's start with super soldiers, like that little Spider-Man, and Thor, the Hulk...

After a bunch of people come down, they should barely qualify!

With this in mind, let's start with the little spider's sense of danger.

With a thought, Fang Ping's mental energy quickly began to spread, and soon he gained something: a figure was swaying back and forth between the tall buildings.

Suddenly, everything changed; the skyscrapers were transformed into a dense forest.

Spider-Man's hair stood on end, his spider-sense went into overdrive, and he searched the surroundings with his eyes. He had no idea how he had suddenly found himself in another world.

Fang Ping snapped his fingers lightly, and Spider-Man was instantly frozen in place. He then slowly walked over, looked at the figure in the cheap suit in front of him, and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I just need your help with a small matter!"

The little spider stared wide-eyed, its spider eyes gleaming, desperately trying to struggle, but it didn't even have the strength to move an inch.

He reached into the glass dome and took the symbiote out. He raised his hand and made a hand seal, casually erasing the symbiote's will and branding it with a mark. In this way, only biological instinct remained, with no possibility of any intelligence.

With a flick of his wrist, the symbiote landed on the little spider, burrowed into the cheap suit, and began parasitizing the spider's body.

Despite lacking intelligence, the symbiotic instincts allowed it to complete parasitism in just a few breaths.

Looking at the little spider in front of me, it was enveloped in black liquid, which even covered its battle suit, forming a black battle suit that looked much cooler than its original black appearance.

Fang Ping could sense that the symbiote's quality had been greatly improved in the process, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he couldn't help but nod.

His suspicions were correct, so he reached out his hand and said, "Come back!"

An instinctive resistance arose; the symbiote existed in a symbiotic form, and once separated, it would be nothing more than a lump of liquid. This was a dangerous equation etched into its genes, so naturally, it didn't want to break free.

Unfortunately, following Fang Ping's command, the symbiote began to tremble rapidly, struggling to fall off the little spider like ribbons.

Fang Ping's expression turned slightly cold as he raised his hand and grabbed it in his palm.

He glanced at the little spider, nodded as a sign of thanks, and with a wave of his hand, the little spider disappeared from the mirror space and reappeared among the skyscrapers.

Suddenly freed from its frozen state, before it could even feel happy, the little spider crashed into a tall building in front of it and slid helplessly downwards.