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Chapter 1,131 The Long Nightmare

Chapter 1127 The long nightmare

The small episode passed by in a flash, and Lu Ping'an was finally convinced that "I don't want to be resurrected" that Big Cat said before was all nonsense.

Even if she is so arrogant now, I am afraid that as long as she is dazzled in front of Lin Nu's power, her coffin board will no longer be able to hold it down and will jump out.

Lu Pingan tried to put on that "mask", but it didn't eliminate his "god's curse", but it separated it.

After actual testing (catching fishmen), Lu Ping'an determined that even if he saw the Familia, as long as they put on the mask, they would not be able to detect the existence of the "God's Curse" and naturally they would not go crazy.

And this means that when necessary, it is not only not a burden, but also a weapon.

And after trying it, as long as the action of "wearing" is used, it will be effective. Wearing it as an arm guard, the effect is the same. Such a powerful item is not even a quasi-polluting item, which makes Lu Pingping a little incomprehensible.

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"This is part of Mr. Liu. He defined his own 'body' and gave it the characteristic of 'blocking God's vision'."

The big cat rarely spoke, and it seemed that he was an old acquaintance?

Lu Ping'an didn't ask further questions, and had no interest in her past. Considering the big cat's previous crazy situation, it was probably not a good thing at all, and the more he pursued it, the more trouble he got.

If Mr. Liu really had a good relationship with her, now it would not be a warning but a "favor" and help.

Lu Ping'an knew that he actually had nothing to talk about with these old guys. They were not in the same world at all.

What they really want to do, they can't get involved in. If they reluctantly participate in it, they are probably just a motley crew.

As for being optimistic about your potential, or thinking about your future investment, Lu Ping'an knows that he can only talk nonsense, and if the other party really says it, it will appear to be insincere.

Outsiders can still understand Lu Ping'an's "investment" in the rules level. The quasi-god level cannot be achieved through hard work and talent. The success of every quasi-god is impossible to replicate.

If Mr. Liu said "I'm optimistic about you", Lu Ping'an would think it was nonsense, just like when he saw a first-level professional newcomer and said "I'm optimistic about you, you will become a law-level powerhouse sooner or later".

Is there such a possibility? Of course it is, after all, the probability exists no matter how small it is, but this is basically correct nonsense.

"The rules level is even higher before you can enter their domain."

But no matter what, at least the attitude expressed by Quasi God made Lu Ping'an and Da Mao feel a little more at ease.

At least, you don't need to worry about being hunted down by quasi-gods in your homeland. Considering Big Cat's past, that is actually entirely possible.

But now, it may be that Lu Ping'an's "position" has been relatively stable. With Lin Nv and the official as the backend for development, he finally obtained the development rights.

"At least, compared to the existing risks, I have enough survival value."

Lu Pingan shrugged, but he could see clearly.

Time passed, and Lu Mou, who had solved his worries, began to devote himself to the next stage of preparations for exploring foreign lands.

More and more intelligence is being declassified and passed on, but most of it is bad news.

Mercury 42 has been divided into four parts. In a literal sense, when god-level beings enter the battlefield, they have the ability to directly rewrite the world.

The biggest part among them is Lu Ping'an's old friend, the Lord of the Eight Claws and the ethnic groups under his command.

The other part is occupied by a strange creature with suspected fire attributes. They are also residents from a foreign land. Their world is densely covered with volcanoes and magma. Those gray-skinned fighting races are trying to turn Mercury into "gray rock formations" and

In the eyes of the local survivors in the "Volcano Zone", they are more ruthless and vicious bastards than the fishmen.

After all, one side only kills you and the other side directly destroys your "possibility of survival." Although the "home planet environment" is both harsh, the latter is obviously more unbearable.

But humans have a good relationship with them, and even have many private transactions and tacit understandings.

The third party force is Lu Ping'an's old acquaintances, a kind of abyssal insect swarm creature. Their goal is as simple and direct as ever, just to eat up all the biomass.

By the way, they come with "pollution", and their areas are also the most polluted.

The fourth piece is naturally humans. In a sense, they are the same as those gray-skinned dwarves, they only come to mine and occupy the territory, but they have a good relationship with the local ethnic groups.

It seems that the local residents have been forgotten? Yes, they are not among these four areas.

They are now just a "roving race" without a fixed territory, living somewhere between the four major forces, and most of them have even lost their own civilization and writing.

"I like this world very much. It is much more beautiful than ours. The water is so sweet, not hot at all, and not that scary gray or black."

Lu Ping'an saw a tall "long-hand tribe" wearing a strange full-coverage protective clothing and machine. While introducing the situation in his hometown to the local people in a synthesized voice, he lamented the beauty of the earth.

This scene was so ironic that Lu Pingan hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to laugh or be angry.

"Oh, how will you humans fare when the earth is dragged into the abyss?"

Well, at this time, the big cat himself finally remembered that he was an exotic creature.

Lu Pingan noticed that the life of this long-handed tribe here was not convenient. His protective clothing was full of strange blue liquid, and his breathing seemed very laborious. He had to leave probably every two or three hours to "change."

"Water", and even though the mechanically synthesized sound was unpleasant to hear, there was obviously a problem with his "hearing".

He is like a seriously ill patient who relies on machines to maintain his life, but is still unwilling to leave this "toxic" world.

But even so, when he talked about his hometown, he was still full of disgust and hatred. While Lu Pingping was disdainful of it, he was also more curious.

"What is going on in Mercury 42 that makes it so distorted?"

But the more he tried to understand, the more helpless and sad Lu Pingan felt.

"That world is hopeless."

It’s not that that civilization didn’t work hard to save itself, there were even quite a few epic races and communities within it, and there was even a ZTE era that lasted hundreds of years. There are “ancient ruins” from that period in the deep sea. Yes, they resisted for quite a long time.

, but still gradually sinking.

They developed technology and supernatural creations, but now they have become "legendary treasures" that outsiders are fighting for.

Heroes and strong men appeared among them, and there were even strong men above the regular level who took the extraordinary route, but they became rare "meat" and "materials" and became a feast for outsiders.

Human beings were the last to go, and the earliest was only thirty years ago, and large-scale intervention only happened in the past few years.

No wonder the long-hand tribe in front of us is so friendly to the people on earth. An outsider group that doesn't treat them as food, materials, slaves, or toys is simply an angel.

But Lu Ping'an really read the specific information, as well as some "authorization information", and became more and more impressed.

Of course, the human forest female forces are not philanthropic. They are so friendly to the Changshou Clan because they actually value them.

"Yes, you indeed have nothing left. You still have yourself and this life!"

Even if they feel that they have nothing, at least 90% of the nine tribesmen have died. However, there are still at least millions of Changshou tribes in the human-controlled area alone!

These human resources are labor force, reserve soldiers, miners, or other

"We are not saviors, we are just mortals struggling in this world, but"

In front of the stage, the preacher from the Long-hand Clan was speaking generously.

He was repeating the reason why he came to the capital, which was a promise made to him by an unknown human explorer.

"We can give your descendants the possibility of survival, give your tribe a small but adequate living space, and give your life and death some value and hope."

When he said this, his eyes really lit up

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