727: Chapter 713: Waste (Alliance Leader Adds More) 727: Chapter 713: Waste (Alliance Leader Adds More) Lu Ping’an had always been sowhat complacent.
He was a patient waiting to die, who could suddenly pass away at any mont.
Could he really be expected to strive hard, for his own offspring…
well, it seems like he has no offspring, so there is really no reason for him to struggle.
If he had a goal at all, it was initially to make his parents’ lives better…
which is not difficult for the current Lu Ping’an.
Lu Ping’an knew that an astronomical amount of inheritance would most likely be a catastrophe for his old parents.
Therefore, as long as he was certain he had died, a considerable amount of consolation money would be periodically transferred into his parents’ account.
Moreover, there were entrusted professionals who would regularly take care of them and look after them…
He did not really have much to worry about…
nor did he have many pursuits.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t diligent, but that he lacked the “motivation” and “habit” to work hard.
He was a dying patient, a long-since rotten loser.
Even when the pressure to survive decreased significantly later on, he still maintained his previous survival inertia.
“I don’t know how far I can go, so I’ll take it one day at a ti.”
This kind of mindset inevitably existed in Lu Ping’an’s subconsciousness.
He would properly complete his work, try hard to deal with the current crisis, make more friends, and constantly improve himself…
but throughout this process, he was still only “I will do it” rather than “I want to do it.”
Especially after he had completed the preparations for the “consolation money,” he was even more lacking in motivation to struggle…
for whom to fight, for this world similar but different from his own?
Yes, this hidden “traverse truth” that even Big Cat didn’t know was the root cause of Lu Ping’an’s lack of motivation.
He didn’t know what he should be fighting for, he didn’t even feel that he belonged to this world.
He was just a passerby with his parents’ entanglent…
And this lack of foundation is not sothing he can fix by shouting slogans or reading so books.
Sotis, he would sacrifice himself because he really didn’t value his life, and the thrill of life and death made him feel alive and that what was in front of him was not a aningless illusion…
He had given up, and he had been always giving up.
Only a few friends, such as Xia Qin and Xia Qin and Xia Qin, had noticed a little.
Others probably thought Lu Ping’an was a hardworking genius because he had already done well enough.
But in reality, he had been passively dealing with everything, coping with the changes in the environnt, the chaos of the world, new friends, and new enemies.
It’s like a test, if he could score 80 points without trying, why bother going for a perfect score?
He could slack off all the way.
But this ti, things were different.
In fact, from the beginning, the brutality and illegal acts of the Aus people had not exceeded Lu Ping’an’s expectations.
“Ha, this is the Aus…
uh, the Aus people I rember.
Sure enough, it’s a familiar taste.”
Lu Ping’an took a keen interest in watching everything in front of him, as if he was an outsider.
All along, he had been an outsider.
Having his own courtyard always gave him an escape route, and if things really went south, he might even be able to smile and face his end.
But this ti, things were different…
He saw farther than everyone else.
From the mont the Aus people began their purge, Lu Ping’an could tell that only one side would survive.
Even with his courtyard, if he were to face this malicious world alone, it would inevitably co to an end.
“…Everyone will die.
Xia Qin, Xue En…”
He didn’t fear death.
In fact, he had always felt that death would be a release for him.
Maybe when he closed his eyes, he would return to his own world…
Even if it wasn’t that good, eternal rest would not be a bad choice.
He, who had suffered from terminal illness twice, was tired, fed up, and annoyed; he had wanted to just sleep for a long ti.
“…It shouldn’t be like this.”
But when he really saw the devastation and those scenes that could not be described in detail without being censored, he beca a little upset.
Yes, it was still just a feeling of displeasure.
He knew that all of this had already happened, and he knew that death was inevitable in war, but these people, these young lives, these adventurers who risked everything to search for treasure, shouldn’t just fall like this.
They could fall in the face of dangerous natural environnts, in front of crazy beasts, in endless wilderness, and insane deities…
No matter what, they shouldn’t die aninglessly in the countryside because of the greed of their own kind.
He beca even more agitated as he inexplicably thought of his previous world, that similarly vile group with the sa style and behavior.
“Huh, it turns out nothing has changed.”
When facing the ssenger, he laughed with delight.
He knew; he was certain that these bastards hadn’t changed at all.
Greedy as they were, they wouldn’t have any morals or bottom line as long as there were benefits.
They could speak any lies and make any promises casually.
Would the Hod branch company co to negotiate?
Ha, that local CEO would never give up on this world if there was even the slightest hope, or else despair awaited him.
“A delaying tactic, huh?
Buying off collaborators, divide and conquer, old traditions.”
Lu Ping’an knew their greed, so from the beginning, he had taken their promises as a joke.
He knew that neither side had any room for retreat, and they would fight until one side was annihilated.
When he threw the ssenger out of the wall, he was just seizing the opportunity to make a point.
“…Damn, it’s annoying.”
At that mont, oddly enough, he thought of his friends who had blocked him when he was happily playing with cannon…
Well, they were re workers.
He was a bit annoyed because he knew that both sides would fight to the death.
If he continued to slack off like this and wasn’t careful, a few of his foolish friends would die.
It’s very likely that they would all die.
Dying in the hands of those trash-like Aus people, dying aninglessly, dying without any aesthetics, dying like a…
Lu Ping’an thought of those humiliated corpses.
He was annoyed.
So, he thought for a mont…
“…What should I do?”
The answer was obvious: kill the Aus people, and his side won’t lose any lives.
So, how to kill those bastards?
Relying solely on himself wouldn’t be enough…
“I need to establish my authority so that when I speak, people will listen.
Then, even in the worst environnt, I’ll have enough cannon fodder.
Outsourcing manpower can prevent the deaths of other people.”
So, all of that happened.
It wasn’t pure acting; Lu Ping’an just vented his inner rage in public.
His past slacking self would probably just have been annoyed for a mont, cursed, and then went back to whatever he was doing without bothering…Or he might have killed those bastards if he encountered them, but not hunted them down for thousands of miles and planned ticulously, haha.
But at this mont, borrowing the righteousness and anger of the public for revenge, he easily pushed aside Wang Xier, who was higher-ranking and had more manpower, and beca the team’s de facto leader.
In so sense, with the Three-in-One control and Radio Tower at his disposal, he had also beco the true leader of the “East Country people.”
“Those useless piles are too unreliable.
Since only the power of the war’s victor can live on…I will seize the initiative of the war.”
Amidst the slaughter, Lu Ping’an was unusually proactive in his thinking…
“Many people are still harboring illusions, thinking that if they just submit, they can survive…
Haha, it’s ti to shatter these foolish dreams.”
Lu Ping’an picked up the microphone and handed it to the vengeful ghost with hatred written all over his face.
“Haha, if that unlucky Aus guy had approached soone else, maybe it would have worked…
There might be traitors, cowards can never be completely eradicated, but you guys should consider the cost of betrayal.”
Wang Xier was right; he was inciting hatred and war, fueling the intensity of the conflict between the two sides, forcing all Eastern Country people to abandon their fantasies, and so…
“…I’m just leading everyone onto the path with the best chance of survival.
Damn, these useless people make want to continue slacking off and being lazy.”
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