"I see, everyone is on the altar. Everyone is a sacrifice, but they are also sacrificers."
Godless eyes cannot see mundane colors, delicate textures, and yet, they can see the vibrational resonance of high-dimensional levels, the "pollutants" that are always ready to move in the shadows, and look at
In ordinary life, the world has already vaguely deteriorated.
"The level of 'corruption' in this small world is at least two levels higher than that on Earth."
The great and bright gods and statues in other people's eyes are also terrifying and strange evil beasts in his eyes.
Like everyone else, he lost the possibility of pretending that nothing happened and lived peacefully, but he also gained the opportunity to see the truth.
"Eyes of truth? If someone else gets these eyes, I'm afraid they will either dig them out themselves, or they will be completely unable to sleep at night and will be driven crazy sooner or later."
Reality sometimes does not mean correctness or even benignness. The privilege of "pretending not to see" provided by the instincts and senses of weak creatures makes Lu Pingping a little envious.
"The 'alienation erosion' here is comparable to that of the Silent Mountain World. Ha, is this the so-called divine realm? Unfortunately, only I can see it."
In fact, for others, the "low pollution world" and "heavy pollution world" that others have always referred to are more like a situation briefing, a possible description of the difficulty of the current task.
But for Lu Ping An, it is clear what kind of polluted world it is.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a bit disgusting."
The earth is sticky and uncertain, and strange giant eyes are hidden in the twisted dark clouds in the sky. The sea scenery in other people's eyes is like an abyss in the eyes of Lu Ping'an.
On the surrounding ground, there is occasionally some weird mist, and twisted and shapeless virtual matter overflows, or penetrates into other people's bodies, or floats on top of a certain building.
It seems that there is something vaguely gushing out underground and from the cracks in space. It is everywhere and cannot be touched, just like the mist in the morning, it is naturally unstoppable.
The whole world has been sinking slowly, like a giant ship hitting an iceberg.
Even those mortals and even those beauties, whose skin looks like white jade, are more or less stained with dirt in Lu Ping'an's eyes.
This feeling is not pleasant, because even if you see it and come into contact with it, you can't change anything.
And if you look up at the sky and the earth, you will feel as if you have been swallowed into a giant beast and are gradually being digested. The nausea often accompanies Lu Ping'an. Perhaps this is also the reason why he is more friendly to Eve and Xiaomu.
Mortals cannot resist the erosion of pollution. In fact, they have mutated to some extent, but they have not reached the threshold and cannot show it. Their overly sharp senses have caused Lu Pingping to suffer a lot of sins.
The "pollution" on professionals is often controllable. Although it still has various minor variations, it is often bound by a more stringent "order". This is like putting on a layer of clothes, at least giving Lu Ping'an a sense of security.
It feels much better.
Qian Xiaomu and Eve are a little different. Maybe they woke up early, or maybe they were born special. They were extremely "complete" from the beginning. This level of pollution cannot corrode them at all, even if they are
In Lu Ping'an's eyes, they are both perfect.
"I'm a little envious of your eyes."
I found that Lu Ping'an could easily analyze the "divine realm", even the big cat was envious.
Normal "peeping into secrets" is not that simple. It requires not only professional professionals, but also rituals, consumables, and even the risk of offending the gods at any time.
Lu Ping'an just looked at it easily and saw through everything in front of him.
"Believe me, if you really saw what I saw, you would"
Lu Ping'an paused for a moment. He originally thought that "normal people" would probably go crazy directly. If they don't have enough sanity points, they won't be able to hold on sooner or later. But if it's this big cat who can give up anything for "progress"
"You will be even more envious and go crazy with envy, ha."
In one sentence, Lu Ping'an almost made the big cat angry.
But at this time, Lu Ping'an really needs Big Cat's help.
He can see, he can see the low-level logic of this secret realm, how the rules here work, and how the "ritual" guides someone, but he can't understand it.
"In the sky, there is something like a seesaw, like a concept."
"They are betting that everyone even has a part of the 'fog' floating away and pressing on one end of the seesaw."
"After the 'fog' ends, they go directly to the other side. The winner takes all? Interesting, huh, something is wrong. About one-tenth of them did not go to the winner's side, but went directly to the creator of the secret realm in the sky?"
Lu Pingan gradually described the world in his eyes. The big cat not only listened carefully, but also asked questions from time to time, asking for more specific "pictures".
"I almost understand. They are indeed one of the few gods with a 'destiny'. It turns out that this is how it works. It's amazing, it's really amazing."
The big cat was also amazed. She even praised the exquisite design of this festival and said
"Ping An Lu, you must win until the end. What you can get is much more than you imagine."
"It's fun, let's talk about it."
"Martial luck, I finally know why the god of martial arts emphasizes the existence of the so-called 'martial luck'. Isn't the strength of their martial arts sect the final say? I also know why the victors often die soon after the game.
will rise in an all-round way”
It turns out that from the beginning, this was not a simple "fight by force", but a "bet fight with heavy bets".
Those contestants who seemed to be competing in a simple competition were actually betting on their own "martial luck." And those wealthy people who were gambling wildly were actually betting on their own "financial luck."
In every battle, the "seesaw" in the sky will be divided into two, using fate to take away the bets of both parties, and then after the "banker" takes the cut, the winner takes everything away.
Rich people who win in gambling not only receive rewards from the money, but also the wealth they win from their opponents.
And through this kind of bet, the power of fate, the so-called luck, is constantly adjusting. The weak lose more, the strong continue to accumulate "martial luck", and in the end, the winner takes everything away.
And in this process, the party that "takes the commission", the organizer of the festival, will definitely make a profit without losing any money.
In Lu Ping'an's eyes, the luck of the unlucky guy who had lost had obviously weakened a lot, while the victor's energy and spirit had obviously improved, and there was a strangely strong "martial luck" around him.
Why is it so troublesome? Lu Ping'an estimates that it is impossible to take away the opponent's luck by normal means. However, if the holder engages in a gambling battle in order to obtain more, and he "voluntarily gives" everything, it can naturally be traded.
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In this way, the "God of Martial Arts" and his subordinate churches not only took away part of the "profit" from the commission, but also cultivated and mass-produced children of destiny with strong fortunes.
If you have martial luck, you will gain stable income from fame, and achieve stable breakthroughs in practice, you can easily find the most suitable profession for you even if you advance.
Even invisible luck can be brought into play. As a righteous god, Domineering Three Faces is far more powerful than Lu Ping'an expected.
But now, for Lu Ping'an, there seems to be no reason to refuse
"Wuyun Road is safe, perhaps, this is what you need most now,"