1246: Chapter 1232 Accidental Helper 1246: Chapter 1232 Accidental Helper Hunting or war had beco part of Lu’s daily routine.
Since he was still alive and, in fact, thrived, he mostly went from one victory to another…
And his opponents, being equally alive, had mostly grown accustod to victories and glory too.
But this ti, most of the fragnt hunters would probably be disappointed.
“…..Retreat.”
Having closed the Eye of Truth, Lu Ping’an sighed and chose to “give up.”
If he was not mistaken, what was erupting ahead was a battle involving a Quasi-God and what seed to be a “Deity.”
Getting caught up in a battle of this level was no longer adventuring; it was simply a death wish.
Although it was sowhat embarrassing to opt for a strategic retreat right after making a grand vow…
it was still better than losing one’s life outright.
“The next one then…”
Three days later, Lu Ping’an indirectly learned the outco of that battle, which exceeded his initial expectations.
“Nobody won…”
In truth, there was a winner, and the winner was the fragnt.
That fragnt had taken possession of an Ancient Divine Beast that was still resuscitating, said to resemble an armored crab, very vicious…
At least the badly injured Quasi-God Big Shot confird its value.
The only regret was that the fragnt was extrely powerful, suspected to be the manifestation of a “guardian’s” rules…
The scene of it being impervious to blades and pursuing the Quasi-God was too splendid and also spread very far.
This also reminded Lu Ping’an that, although he had subdued his fragnt relatively smoothly, once the host of a fragnt was a suitable Strongman, it represented the highest “Authority” of this world…
Before having the corresponding thods, it was nearly impossible to withstand.
The hunt for fragnts continued, but it seed Lu Ping’an and his companions had to admit that after the bonus period of “finders-keepers,” the difficulty of searching had greatly increased, and it might be necessary to confront things head-on from now on.
The journey continued, and although there was plenty of bad news, there was also so good news.
“Seventeen failed, two succeeded, huh…”
This was already a considerably high chance, even exceeding experts’ estimates, after all, “will” is sothing very hard to judge precisely, and it actually makes up a significant portion of a professional’s Advancent.
The newcors adapted quickly and their learning capabilities far exceeded their predecessors, and to Lu Ping’an’s surprise, the “invention” of the Javelineers of the Long Hand Clan not only had a wide adoption rate but had even beco an exclusive Path of the War God.
He wasn’t surprised by its abilities, for the Deity could naturally guide its own path upward, provided there were “modules.”
This was actually the first piece of good news: the Long Hand Clan rcenaries had found a path for progression, a path that went beyond Lu Ping’an’s calculations…
“It seems, looking at the results, more like a path the rcenaries have carved out for themselves.”
It wasn’t difficult to extract “knowledge” from a senior rcenary and put it in the great library.
The conclusions drawn from the analysis, however, were sowhat unexpected.
Spear Throwers seed to be a Profession tailored for the Long Hand Clan, but now it seed to have developed to fifth-tier and above…
This must be a path that the “apprentices” and “rcenaries” themselves had forged, akin to normal professionals, discovering their own Professions and then sharing them within the community.
Moreover, this profession is particularly well-suited for the Long Hand Clan, and the cost is relatively low.
Therefore, many low-level rcenaries in various cities belong to this profession, which could be called the new era’s “Swordsman”…..
They are everywhere, from low-level to high-level, with as many novices as experts.
On the street, if you randomly pick soone who can fight, ninety percent of the ti they’ll be wielding a sword or playing with a Javelin.
Upon hearing this, Lu felt sowhat surprised.
He hadn’t anticipated that a fleeting idea from back then, as ti passed, seed to have genuinely changed the world.
“Thankfully, I didn’t impulsively na it ‘Lu’s Spear’ or sothing like that, otherwise it would be so awkward now…”
Lu Ping’an’s journey continued as he attempted to reunite with friends and companions…..
But with communication cut off at present, searching in such a vast world felt like finding a needle in a haystack.
He could only rely on the old thods, leaving markers while advertising in newspapers, hoping to reunite as soon as possible.
Having visited both villages and large cities, Lu Ping’an truly felt the sands of ti shifting.
The defensive capabilities of large cities had clearly strengthened considerably…..
Most importantly, he saw many new local specialties.
“Textiles, agriculture, and light industry, they have the beginnings of rebuilding civilization…”
Although the sight of “paddy fields” appearing en masse in the city was sowhat nauseating and the taste of the crops was quite appalling, when “paddy rice” finally made its way into the alleys and streets of the city, Lu Ping’an was moved just a bit.
Because in his mind, agricultural civilizations, as opposed to the nomadic fishing and pastoral tribes chasing water and fish, had a much stronger sense of stability due to their sedentary lifestyle, which in turn made it easier to form self-awareness of city-states, races, and even nations.
With this breakthrough, it was only natural for industries like “textile,” “blacksmithing,” and “furniture manufacturing” to erge as well.
Furthermore, due to the recent “acceleration,” the frequency of encountering mariti cities had increased several-fold, and he had seen plenty of roaming sea dwellers and small tribes…
Those who had a fixed island village were few and far between; it was the seafarers who drifted on “rafts” that were the most common representation of “villagers” in this world.
Walking and observing, Lu Ping’an couldn’t help feeling a bit anxious…
He really wanted to step into the sixth-tier, but still felt it wasn’t enough.
If he truly wanted to change sothing, he feared that his path from sixth to seventh-tier couldn’t be taken so lightly…..
He wanted more fragnts to serve as his source of nutrition.
“Sunflowers, huh?”
Another change brought about by him, however, offered so consolation.
The improved sunflowers he once sold had now blood everywhere in this world and were not just used as weapons.
Hanging “lamps,” “stoves” for heating, street “lights,” Lu Ping’an had seen too many applications.
Most villagers and fishers used the “degraded version,” a plant that didn’t require electricity or energy reserves but simply needed fertilizer and water to “provide light” and “provide heat,” and had beco one of the necessities in the lives of the locals.
However, these once Magic Plants had perhaps “reproduced” through too many generations and lost their “magic power,” becoming ordinary plants with slight contamination traits.
Forget the Holy Fire; their blossoming flas were incredibly weak in aggression.
“Perhaps a high-level Gardener modified my model….”
And in one city, Lu Ping’an finally found a way to contact his friends.
“Can the Salvation Army offer help?”
Ultimately, it was the local major powers that were able to provide assistance.
However, the compensation for their help was a bit odd…
Lu Ping’an was invited to et with their local leader in person.
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