1505: Chapter 1501 New Hope 1505: Chapter 1501 New Hope Depravation has no limit, and peace is but an ideal; greedy raiders will not miss any opportunity.
War didn’t stop for anyone’s actions—during the ti Lu Ping’an was being honest, the war escalated quickly.
“…Has the battlefield already co to this?”
In the water, Lu Ping’an tried to control his new limbs, but the results were quite terrible.
He couldn’t feel the surrounding water pressure; the dim and even dark seabed beca a true dark abyss after he lost the “Eye of Truth.”
Lu Ping’an tried to stay calm and knew in his heart that this was actually not a significant person…
because he knew this was just a routine sniper battle: a few dium to large-sized Fishn with crocodile skin had erged from a small spatial rift and were swiftly dealt with by the local rcenaries.
“…The environnt is much worse than I imagined,” he found he might have overestimated this body.
Lu Ping’an stretched out a finger, “sight” could only hazily see a palm; his new body mimicked the structure of the Long Hand Clan, but it was rely superficial—the core was still a wooden man.
Without the underwater vision of the Long Hand Clan and having lost the blessing of Divine Grace, both the Eye of Truth and underwater vibrations were ineffective; Lu Ping’an experienced a sensation he had never felt before…
“Is this the aquatic combat vision of ordinary humans?
No wonder they need my underwater lantern…”
Previously, even if Lu Ping’an turned off all perceptions, he was still an Extraordinary above Rule-level with a biological level that simply couldn’t feel “threat.”
Now, as a common fighter of approximatively 2-tier in combat power, subrged in a deep-sea battlefield without any aid, Lu Ping’an felt the helplessness of terrestrial human warriors underwater.
“…They really are ruthless to just abandon …
No, the problem is with .”
Naturally, hunting and assassination missions were not to be undertaken alone; Lu Ping’an had infiltrated a team of rcenaries composed of individuals for this offensive mission.
But after the first attack, Lu Ping’an was “forgotten”…
His speed underwater did indeed sowhat discredit the Long Hand Clan.
Lu Ping’an couldn’t possibly consider a sailor’s side profession just for an experint; as of now, he was just a wooden man subrged in water, possessing the basic human level of perception and theory along with a 2-tier battle-profession.
Even if he had displayed a certain level of “combat experience” and “practical judgnt” on the way, he was still quietly ignored and isolated by the other rcenaries…
when he couldn’t keep up with the main force’s speed; even though so cavalry and speedboats were present, still no one chose to take him along.
This is the rule of this world; it wasn’t so rciful as to tolerate the “unqualified.”
“…Ah, in their eyes, I’m probably already a dead man.
Tsk, do you all think so too?”
In the shadows beneath the waves, various black monsters erged—there were sharks, Fishn, and even a few Octopus Priests wielding staffs.
Lu Ping’an sighed, loosened his grip, and prepared for a fierce fight.
Flas covered the top, and the Storm Javelin shone brilliantly; the young mber of the Long Hand Clan initiated this deadly duel.
“Boom!”
Ten minutes later, in a certain area, the young man suddenly woke up covered in sweat, his eyes blank as if he had just woken from a nightmare.
He clutched his head, it felt numb and tingled with phantom pain…
being pierced, torn, and shattered by divine arts; it was truly a rare sensation.
He had fought to his limits using combat skills beyond his level, but a 2-tier facing an entire Hunting Team, especially including two priests using High-Tier Divine Arts…
no miracle occurred, and his opponents weren’t even surprised by the prowess of this “elite warrior.”
In front of a pride of lions, a single stray dog, even if it fought with the force of a wolf, would leave no impression.
“…It seems I still need improvent.”
Lu Ping’an shook his head, the taste of this “death” was excessively real, and it had been a long ti since he felt such helplessness.
“ow,” he called out to his personal guard, a cat always dozing and slacking off.
“ow?”
“Go to the dock area guild and look up commission E7324, and find the rcenaries who took the mission.”
“Hmm?” ow tilted her head, sowhat unable to comprehend.
E is a rcenary’s rating for characters, and there are countless such missions every day.
Success or failure doesn’t really matter, so why did Lu Ping’an need to interfere?
“My clone went to blend into this mission, failed to keep up with the hunting team’s progress, got isolated, and was killed by the opposing hunting squad.”
“ow?
Did soone offend you, ow?
Should I go beat up those rcenaries, ow?
Injure?
Kill?”
ow touched her paws, not resistant at all to such an easy and interesting job.
Lu Ping’an smiled.
He realized that although ow was very obedient and seed normal…
she actually lacked so morals and empathy, or rather, her animal instincts were a bit strong.
“No, why would you think that…” So, Lu Ping’an felt he needed to tighten the reins a bit.
“…Just give them a hand.
My isolated clone was devoured, which ans they’ve already been targeted by the Octopus Priests.
By the looks of it, their death is certain.”
“OK.”
ow didn’t say much, as she was always obedient.
Since ow was released, Lu Ping’an didn’t feel the need to continue monitoring…
the combat power of those who had eradicated his clone was nothing more than a five-second task for ow.
As for being “abandoned,” Lu Ping’an himself was quite open-minded…
a bit annoyed, but he couldn’t be bothered arguing with these noobs.
With no ties and struggling to protect himself, there was indeed no need to worry excessively.
Now that the little shrimp was about to die, he casually lent a hand.
What interested him more was actually the appearance of spatial rifts near the frontline fortress itself.
The two worlds were clearly getting closer.
While the Eastern Country and New Kingdom launched fierce attacks, the other world was also busy, responding with more and more spatial rifts.
This wasn’t just so assault troops’ doings.
It was similar to the “drilling thod” used by Earth’s Fish Head back in the day, creating larger spatial rifts through smaller planes with other small worlds.
Both sides were clearly raising the stakes, and it seed the Lava Clan was not being honest either, constantly pressuring their front.
“My head hurts, they’re hurrying the production of underwater lamp flowers again…”
The more he experienced actual combat, and the more he felt the sensory battles of mortals underwater, the more Lu Ping’an had to admit they were indeed underequipped.
Especially the “underwater lamp flowers,” which provide illumination and warmth, needed to be addressed urgently.
Lu Ping’an had provided suitable experintal subjects that indeed t their technical requirents, but ultimately they failed to finalize the “seed type,” with both parties feeling it was “just a bit off.”
On one hand, there was a need to keep so margin…
Samples that had just reached the standard data weren’t suitable for large-scale deploynt.
Although Lu Ping’an had been hesitant before, he now truly wanted to provide his human warriors with “brighter,” “warr,” and “sowhat purifying” underwater lamp flowers.
Once widely deployed, even among every basic-level soldier, the difference in equipnt strength was a direct matter of life and death.
By now, Lu Ping’an had collected nearly all the derivative breeds of oceanic lamp flowers from this world.
Despite repeated grafting, they were still only “acceptable” rather than “perfect.”
“Either gamble on luck to see if the current sample pool can produce better results, but a qualitative leap is unlikely…”
No matter how much peas mutate, they shouldn’t sprout potatoes; fulfilling the order qualitatively is sothing researchers are not optimistic about.
Another thod was naturally like what Lu Ping’an had done initially—going to the Octopus World to obtain better seeds, raising the quality several notches in this random pool, naturally making it easier to deliver.
But this was too difficult…
The route taken by the Octopus was a one-way path, and it was exceedingly challenging for spies from his side to infiltrate.
Even if a few managed to blend in occasionally, bringing things back smoothly was very difficult.
If there were indeed materials worth risking their lives to bring back, it probably wouldn’t be magic plants and seeds; heaven knows how much material Lu Ping’an would need to compile his results.
At this mont, Lu Ping’an seed to be stuck in a bottleneck.
Perhaps the stalling at Lu Ping’an’s end had alerted his country, for when a Deity’s Ark brought a professional team and a “gift,” there was hope for resolving Lu Ping’an’s minor problem.
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