From Godhood to the Heavens

In the dimly lit alley, the sounds of flesh colliding and screams of pain rang out, before finally subsiding after a while.

Fang Ping let out a long breath, shook his aching fist, looked at the thugs lying on the ground, and stared at Liu Chuang with a slightly serious expression.

"This guy hasn't even activated his super gene yet, but he's already so tough and resilient. He almost killed me with exhaustion."

Liu Chuang stood up with a bruised and swollen face, his eyes narrowed to slits. He looked at the young man blocking the alley exit and couldn't help but gasp. The pain from the bruises on his face made him shudder.

His expression showed a slight hint of fear. This guy was really too ruthless. Almost every move was aimed at vital points. If he hadn't held back, his brothers wouldn't be lying on the ground groaning, but motionless.

But if he were to swallow such a huge loss, wouldn't he lose all face as the eldest brother?

"Dissatisfied!"

He roared as he stood up, clenched his fists tightly, gave a low shout to bolster his courage, and then charged forward.

Then a large footprint landed on Liu Chuang's stomach, and he fell to his knees with a thud, his face contorted in pain.

"And now?" Fang Ping asked coldly, his expression slightly embarrassed. After all, these weren't zombies, and he still planned to use this world as his base camp, a safe rear base.

Before the war fully breaks out, order still exists. He didn't want to attract the attention of the Chinese government if he caused any major disturbance at this time.

Moreover, Fang Ping was genuinely afraid that if the fight went too far, Liu Chuang might suddenly unleash his full power and activate the Nuoxing War God. In that case, it would be Fang Ping kneeling on the ground singing "Conquer"!

Although his body seemed to have been enhanced by the Myriad Realms Gate at the beginning of his transmigration, making him energetic and incredibly strong, Fang Ping thought it wasn't too outrageous. At most, he possessed the physical qualities of a special forces soldier.

He could easily take on three or five thugs, but if he faced a special forces soldier with the same physical abilities, Fang Ping would definitely be defeated.

However, it seems that his body has been strengthened somewhat after crossing over to the Super God Universe; otherwise, defeating these six thugs would not have been so easy.

After a while, Liu Chuang's ugly expression finally improved, and he quickly said, "I give up, I give up, it's a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding. With your skills, I would believe you if you said you were an assassin, you're definitely not a low-life thief!"

"It's all that bastard Huang Mao's fault! He made us blind to your greatness! Brother, please calm down, I'm willing to apologize and compensate you!"

Fang Ping's expression softened a bit, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said, "Forget about the apology. I'm not in any big trouble. Here, just give me ten or twenty thousand yuan as compensation for my emotional distress!"

Liu Chuang first breathed a sigh of relief, then his heart clenched, and he felt like he was going to die from the pain.

"Of course, of course." Liu Chuang hurriedly started searching his pockets, finding more than a dozen bills of various sizes and some loose change. An embarrassed look immediately appeared on his face. He then turned his head and growled in a low voice, "Stop yelling, I don't have enough money on me. Look at yours!"

The groans of the people lying on the ground suddenly stopped, then rose again. Liu Chuang's face darkened; he knew these guys were unreliable. He could only grit his teeth and whisper, "Consider it a loan!"

Everyone quickly got up and rummaged through their belongings, pulling out some currency from every corner of their bodies!

Then, everyone awkwardly realized that the amount of money they had was still quite far from what Fang Ping wanted.

The scene fell silent. Liu Chuang stiffly turned around, forcing a smile, and said, "Brother, I was in a rush to leave today and didn't have enough money on me. How about..."

Fang Ping stepped forward, saw the embarrassment on Liu Chuang's face, took the banknotes from his hand, and casually counted them—five or six thousand yuan!

However, after rubbing the texture of the banknotes with my fingers and observing them carefully, I realized that I might have been wrong. In fact, there were some subtle differences between the banknotes I had collected in the last post-apocalyptic world.

It seems that being cautious was the right move; it appears that a hard currency like gold is still needed to make its debut.

As for channels, in the 13 years of my previous life, there wasn't a full real-name registration system yet, so I didn't know what this world was like.

Of all the necessities of life—clothing, food, shelter, and transportation—there's only one crucial element: money!

However, there seems to be no need to worry too much. Aren't these people in front of us just the right ones to be used?

Moreover, before he had enough strength to protect himself, Fang Ping did not want to have too much contact with the Super God Academy, but he still needed to leave a channel.

I don't know if the next world will be able to connect to the world of cultivation and martial arts. The myriad worlds are vast and boundless, and I may not have enough lifespan to wait until that moment.

Therefore, if he could obtain a super gene, Fang Ping would be willing to become a technological god.

I ask for nothing else but to live a long life.

Fang Ping casually patted his palm with the banknotes in his hand, his gaze falling on Liu Chuang's face. He then smiled and said, "We've become friends through a misunderstanding. Since it was a mistake, let's clear it up."

“Yes, yes… Brother is right!” Liu Chuang nodded quickly, beaming.

"I happen to be planning to spend some time in Juxia City, and maybe we'll have the opportunity to interact again in the future."

How about this, I'll treat everyone to a meal, consider it making some friends, okay?

Fang Ping put his arm around Liu Chuang's shoulder and said warmly.

"No, you're too kind..." Liu Chuang was about to refuse when Fang Ping continued.

"If you refuse, then I'll take it as if you never intended to be my friend. The money was borrowed from me. You're not planning to call the police and accuse me of robbery as soon as I turn around and leave, are you?"

Cold sweat instantly streamed down Liu Chuang's face. He touched his buzz cut and looked around. Fang Ping's suggestion was indeed a good idea!

Why didn't I think of that just now?

However, he quickly explained, "No, that won't do. If someone in this business reports a secret, wouldn't that be a slap in my face?"

"In that case, let's go!" Fang Ping put his arm around Liu Chuang's shoulder and walked out of the alley, saying at the same time, "Perfect timing, I need your help with something later!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Chuang suddenly felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief!

Just as everyone was walking out of the alley, a loud, delicate shout suddenly came from the alley entrance.

"What are you doing? Put your hands up!" Three figures rushed out of the alley, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they suddenly froze!

Fang Ping's eyes lit up, and the name of the policewoman in front of him instantly came to mind.

"Qilin"