224: Chapter 205: Written Evidence 224: Chapter 205: Written Evidence The path of a professional is the process of turning chaotic, primitive pollution into order.
And the end point of this process of ordering is a “Land of Order” that has no pollution, only rules.
That is the Divine Kingdom, an isolated paradise on Earth.
Guan Xinxian knew this, as it wasn’t much of a secret…countless churches were promoting it every day.
“…when the unstoppable end of the world cos, only the Ark Divine Kingdom in the hands of a deity can lead the believers to the next dawn…”
Obviously, this kind of argunt itself is an unstable factor in society and often leads to more loyalty from church mbers to their church and deities than to their own race.
But the thing is, it’s true…
It’s not just propaganda, as there are examples in both theory and reality.
Because pollution and outsiders continue to increase, the world will one day be unable to bear the load, and at that mont, only a pure world of rules that’s independent of the world could achieve transcendence.
“Rules completely binding pollution, no matter how long you stay, you won’t feel polluted; it feels like being on Earth.
The legend is actually true…”
Although massive Secret Realms like the steam factory or the not-so-distant Exotic Realm still have extre, subtle pollution, like the sll of smoke in the air which doesn’t pose a fatal threat, it still exists.
But only an independent world like “Earth” can have this kind of untouched taste in its Secret Realms.
Real Earthly Divine Kingdoms are extrely rare and precious, and basically can only be controlled by a Deity, with outsiders having no chance of access.
Even within the church, only a select few could even co into contact with it, and thus it beca a legend.
When the legend turns into reality, and the so-called “Ark tickets” are right in front of him, even if Guan Xinxian knows he might not live to use them, his feelings are still very complicated.
“Kerdalais…”
He’s not foolish, so he naturally knows what this “Divine Kingdom” ans- Lu Ping’an or the person behind Lu Ping’an must have reached certain levels.
But he also knows that it shouldn’t be the “Mother Goddess cult Pope,” the “Balancing Disaster Beast” Kerdalais, or even the original Kerdalais.
He has also investigated the Mother Goddess cult, and much can’t be hidden, with its cruel internal struggle chanism and the terrifying core spirit of nurturing and evolving through parasites.
“The rules of this Divine Kingdom…
Secret Realm, are ‘life’ and ‘trading’?”
Guan Xinxian asked directly, just to confirm his own thoughts.
“Yes, there’s no fighting or competition here.
Trading is the only rule, and life is just the target of trading, a common equivalent.” Lu Ping’an casually responded, confirming the local rules and concepts.
“…Completely opposite of the Mother Goddess cult, huh.”
Both pursue evolution, but one follows the law of the jungle with mutual competition and devouring, where the final winner takes all, while the other has mutual trading, mutual benefit, and every individual has the opportunity for evolution.
Although both treat life as expendable, one is exclusivist while the other is mutualistic; they can’t be called identical, only opposites.
Previously, ow and Lu Ping’an were not senior professionals and failed to recognize the treasures before them, but this ti Guan Xinxian had the experience of a decade-long career as a Walker, his knowledge already broad enough.
In his eyes, there must be a “God of Life Trading” behind Lu Ping’an, as the essence of “Life Bank” can’t be hidden.
Guan Xinxian’s feelings, as well as Chris’s resentnt, were not wrong – Kerdalais’ heritage had been completely absorbed by Lu Ping’an and beca the foundation of his “courtyard.”
In the world of professionals, so things can’t be hidden.
The rules of the Divine Kingdom represent the essence of the deity, and their concepts also represent their style.
Once it’s confird that this is the “Land of Trading,” Guan Xinxian can put his mind at ease…
“Looks like you’re still a big leg to cling to.” He said jokingly, but with a touch of seriousness.
“Heh, of course, if you join now, you’ll get the highest return rate on original shares.
Don’t you want a share?” Lu Ping’an responded half-jokingly.
“Alright, fill in,” Guan Xinxian laughed and gave his final answer.
With their hands outstretched and clasped together, the contract was thus made.
“By the way, since we signed a long-term cooperation contract, if we later act as a group, what will our organization’s na be?”
“How about…’Reborn’?”
“Revival, renewal?
Sounds good.”
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For Lu Ping’an, ti was very valuable.
Now, no matter who harvested the “Dragon Yuhe,” extracting top-secret information from it was only a matter of ti…
The mont the exact location of the ritual is discovered would be the end.
Lu Ping’an still had four people written in his notebook: Dragon Yuhe (half), Fang Wen (semi-disabled), the Sophist, and the last of the Dragon Family siblings.
Among them, clearly, the most important was the latter, but even Dragon Yuhe didn’t know his exact location…
They suspected that he must have entered the critical mont of the ritual, otherwise, he wouldn’t have left Dragon Yuhe to be captured.
As everyone’s attention focused on the key point of Dragon Yuhe, Lu Ping’an didn’t stop either.
The traitorous ow kept providing him with intelligence, and the “interrogation” of Dragon Yuhe was not going smoothly.
She seed to have so sort of “confidentiality agreent” and “automatic mory deletion chanism” which made the forceful breakthrough extrely difficult.
But everyone knew it would still be just a matter of ti before it got broken.
Taboo items, special professions, special abilities that crossed the line – as long as they weren’t dead…
and even if they were dead, everything in their heads could be completely extracted.
Everyone was patiently waiting for that mont when the mystery would be revealed.
Only Lu Ping’an himself didn’t care much about it.
He had more important things to do…
“That’s the agreent.
How about it?
Are you satisfied?”
Facing the chanical Bird, Lu Ping’an fulfilled his promise.
“What is ‘Life Bank’?” She hesitated a bit, because she didn’t recognize the “guarantor” on the docunt.
“My Abnormal Ability, which allows to store, consu life energy is my Responsibility.
This term will later beco the designation for as a Contractor.”
As a Contractor, Lu Ping’an didn’t lie, and couldn’t lie, so Fang Wen believed him.
Many contractors wouldn’t use their real nas when creating contracts (as it would be asking for trouble).
As long as there’s a “unique alias,” it works.
This is also a common practice in the business.
This was a limited cooperation contract, in which both parties agreed not to attack each other until the remaining Sophists and Dragon Brothers of the Mother Goddess cult were removed (or captured).
But after half a year, the contract automatically becos invalid, no matter the conditions are t or not.
Longer peace ti?
Wider cooperation content?
Lu Ping’an knew that if he had written more, she wouldn’t sign.
Even so, when Fang Wen looked at Lu Ping’an, there was pity in her eyes, probably thinking, “Poor fool, he doesn’t even know the common sense of high-level professionals, and low-level contracts are extrely limited in their constraints on high-level professionals.”
In her eyes, contracts were never omnipotent, especially when written by a 2-tier “noob.” Only noobs would treat low-level contracts as a cure-all.
“Judging from the agreent that only requires mutual non-aggression for self-preservation, he knows his place…
Heh, let him have a bit more peace of mind and do my bidding more honestly.”
In her eyes, the other party’s vision was too narrow and just wanted a half-year of ease.
Heh, pathetic weakling.
The chanical Bird took another look at the contract, and the very last penalty clause was very subtle.
“The violator will lose their inherent rights as a living being?
What does that an?”
“Another way of saying losing one’s life.”
So it was death?
The chanical Bird nodded, and these newly-minted scholars always liked to nitpick and co up with a bunch of new terms, wasting other people’s energy.
She quickly skimd through the contract and, in the next mont, the flas slowly rose, and a strange uneasiness flashed by.
“Ahem, I don’t know if you’re interested in making another deal.”
At this mont, Lu Ping’an interrupted her thoughts by offering her what she most desired.
“…If I can give you the ultimate knowledge that you’ve been dreaming of, what price are you willing to pay?”
From Big Cat, Lu Ping’an learned her ultimate goal – the ultimate dream that every chanic Spiritualist longed for, to give their chanical creatures real life.
This step was the huge chasm between a sixth-tier chanic Spiritualist and a seventh-tier chanical Spirit Sage, requiring the answer to the ultimate question, “What is life?”
“With just you?
Even Kerdalais back then might not be able to answer.”
Fang Wen’s ridicule wasn’t wrong, as Lu Ping’an couldn’t answer it or achieve it.
So, he said with a smile,
“Then, when it’s all over, I’ll take you to your god and et Kerdalais, shall I?
Of course, you need to pay a sufficient price and have written docunts as proof.”
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