1190: Chapter 1176 Comical 1190: Chapter 1176 Comical “Epic World-Saving Mission Chain initiated, first step, find the Savior….
The Savior is dead!
Mission shut down; mission rating: crap!”
Lu Ping’an still had the mood to jest with references no one could understand—probably a real case of joy in misery.
He had followed the guidance of the “Key of the Sea Source,” sneaking into the enemy race’s city, only to arrive a step too late, finding nothing but a corpse on the ground.
The Son of Destiny can’t die?
Ha, indestructible main characters only exist in ani and novels—that sort of creative work.
Just as in the final days of the Silent Mountain Range World, Sons of Destiny blessed with ample Qi Yun were everywhere, but those ant to die, still died…
To Lu Ping’an’s understanding, so-called Qi Yun could only increase your “probability.” If all possibilities lead to Death, no matter what you did, you were dood.
“How did he die, that shouldn’t have been the case…”
But even at this mont, Lu Ping’an still felt sothing was amiss.
After all, this was a script provided by so supre being—if they were to off the protagonist this early, it seed a bit much…
At least fatten up the pig before slaughtering it.
This level of “Son of Destiny” should not die until achieving so epic task, or get cornered and killed by a super boss—at least, they should serve as a stepping stone for the new main character, the real protagonist, adding fuel to their Awakening.
“You guys, can you tell what exactly happened…”
And as Lu Ping’an scratched his head and inquired, he confird that this was just an ordinary “slave escape plan.”
Although he, the male lead, was a slave by birth, he actually possessed Noble Bloodline…
When Lu Ping’an heard this, he sighed in resignation.
If this script was really written by the “world,” it was clichéd to the extre.
But from another perspective, this was based on reality.
While Lu Ping’an belonged to those who believed in noble birth from capable n, in most Feudal and Kingdom eras, Noble Bloodlines were not just attractive to the lower-class commoners, artisans, and low-level Knights, but could also lead to recognition from the great nobles and those with actual power as one of their own.
Such an origin and endpoint were much better off than the truly average slave or commoner…
This reminded him of Lu Bu and Liu Bei in the early Three Kingdoms era.
Even though initially, being a “descendant of the prince of Zhongshan” seed like a re gold plating, once they gained power, they could get an endorsent from other ‘traditional factions,’ while Lu Bu, despite his unmatched prowess, remained an ‘outsider,’ a ‘barbarian,’ alienated from the gentry.
After hearing a little of what No.
177 had done, Lu Ping’an was certain this guy was definitely a main character.
Not only was he learned, but also approachable and full of charismatic charm; even as a slave, he managed to pull together a team.
Just given a bit more opportunity, he was bound to rise.
Like many failed early plans, before he could flourish, he suffered betrayal.
Only, his enemies did not give him the chance to learn from his mistakes and start over…
He was just a slave; dead was dead.
“Now, that’s really a bit numbing…”
Lu Ping’an indeed hurried over as fast as he could, but sotis too many “random factors” were beyond his imdiate judgnt.
For instance, “Your Highness, the Prince” making a death trip, trusting soone you shouldn’t, could lead to sudden death.
He wasn’t yet established, his future was “promising”…
but it seems like he has no future now.
Lu Ping’an scratched his head, it seed it was ti for him to leave.
After all, this was a city of the Lava Clan; if he was really besieged here, that would be troubleso.
He looked around and saw only a group of cowering Long Hand Clan slaves…
It seed leaving them here was akin to dooming them.
Given that mbers of the Lava Clan had died, those guys randomly killing so Exotic Race slaves to vent their anger would be all too common.
“Might as well rescue them on the way…”
Lu Ping’an casually recruited a few people to help with the clean-up, then used his own “compass” to find the next target.
Although the predetermined “Male Lead Number 1” was gone, it didn’t an this drama had co to an end.
There were still Long Hands who hadn’t been wiped out, making it natural to find similarly favored “Male Lead Number 2,” “Female Lead Number 1″…
“…Eh?”
Lu didn’t expect his “compass” to find the next target so quickly.
And it wasn’t far away.
Looking at where the compass pointed, at the girl with lifeless eyes staring at the corpse, Lu Ping’an was stunned.
“Why is her reaction even stronger than before…
uh, does she have even greater ‘blessings’ than this unfortunate soul?”
But this ti and place are clearly not the monts to waste ti.
Lu Ping’an’s employees easily completed their tasks, and those “slaves” smoothly entered the courtyard…
no threats, no commands needed, rely a “I will take you out” and they followed without hesitation.
It’s just that many people, when walking past that “traitor” on the ground, would fiercely stomp on him—one who had already turned into a pile of minced at.
Only the girl holding the minced at had a face filled with despair and calm…
She had no more hope, rely waiting for death here.
Lu Ping’an tried a couple of sentences, but there was no response.
After pondering for a mont,
“Hey, little girl, is this your boyfriend?
By the looks of it, he had a thing for a girl without breasts or butt, not much for good taste, eh?”
“Boyfriend?
Our relationship was not so superficial!” Suddenly, she reacted, and even glared at Lu Ping’an.
It seed that Lu Ping’an had found the crux of the matter.
“Then, who is he to you?”
“…
I don’t know, but I do know, only a Wise Man like him could guide us…
Ha, what’s the point of talking about this now, he’s already dead.”
The girl took a deep breath in resignation, attempting to stand but realized her legs were numb.
“Tsk, dumping all the responsibility on soone else sure is easy.
His death ans your race has no hope?
You really planning to die laughing, huh?
Can’t you do sothing on your own?”
“On my own?”
The girl shook her head blankly, a village girl who couldn’t recognize a single character, how could she possibly do it on her own.
Originally, she had hoped to follow behind big brother, to contribute just a brick or tile to the Utopia ntioned by her brother.
Now that big brother was dead, even if she wanted to do sothing…
she lacked the ability.
“Don’t rush, don’t rush, let’s go inside first…”
Lu Ping’an wasn’t in a hurry to persuade her, he lacked information and words that couldn’t touch the fundantal issues were aningless.
He needed a better understanding.
And soti later, when a complete report was presented to the already departed Lu Ping’an, his expression beca subtler.
“So, that guy…
that savior, died because of being ‘checked’…”
In fact, Lu Ping’an didn’t like the so-called “Destiny system”, as it always diminished the role of “ability” and “calculation”, but since their existence was confird, Lu Ping’an could only regard them as variables that could be calculated and utilized.
And of this system, the most helpless and frequent occurrence was the collision between two strong Qi Yun.
Moreover, many collisions are only recognized after they’ve occurred.
The ins and outs of this affair were quite intricate, with the essence lying in the existence of the betrayer; this betrayer took a fancy to the self-proclaid Destiny Girl 313, hence, he requested the help of the leading “Prince”, hoping to get his assistance…
They all knew that 313 was the Prince’s little fangirl, she only listened to him.
But how could the virtuous Prince possibly refuse, so he not only flatly rejected but also added a touch of humiliation by denouncing his “despicable behavior, disregarding comrade and kinship.”
Thus, the betrayer took action, out of desire for the woman and his own dignity, betraying the so-called “big brother”.
The cause and effect of this incident might seem complex, but if dissected, its essence lies in the conflict of interests between “313 preserving her own Qi Yun” and “the Prince’s developed Qi Yun”.
Their interests, due to the betrayer’s needs, were actually in conflict, forcibly placed on the Balance, forcing the Prince to “choose”.
Perhaps overall, the Prince held the advantage, thus the choice was in his hands, but he evidently lacked the foresight to see through everything.
“Heh, the Prince actually, indirectly died at the hands of that little girl, now that’s quite interesting…”
anwhile, Lu Ping’an just looked up at the sky.
Perhaps, this was not rely a collision of chanisms but also the malice-filled Schadenfreude of certain beings that inclined toward irony and farce.
“So, you’re pleased with this?
Really nauseating…
If one cannot Transcend, even the so-called Son of Destiny is still just your plaything, huh?”
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