Chapter 1301
Chapter 1301 - 1287: Self-Rescue
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Lu Ping’an probably still doesn’t know what it means to have a place in the "Big Shot Chatroom".
After all, this is really his first time being a big shot....
"Everyone’s pretty busy, huh..."
After being involved in this circle, the most obvious advantage was the information support from all sides.
A "God of Wind Wing" provided him with some rather expensive paid information support... something he wouldn’t have had the chance to come across if he weren’t in this circle.
When the map was unfolded and the satellites in the sky were once again put to use, Lu Ping’an had a clear idea of these big shots’ development pace.
"They’re really all about turning high-tech industries into rent-seeking, huh..."
The whole world has been divided into territories by them, and within these territories, they exert exclusive control.
In practice, they either take action themselves or find agents to act as the hidden manipulators behind the scenes, becoming the actual controllers.
Depending on the specific situation and the controller, it could be "open doors, commodity trade", or "Earth civilization is good", and there’s even a clear "aristocratic feudal system".
But overall, the Easterners’ reputation among civilians is still quite good; after all, they only want your money and resources, not your flesh and life.
Within ten years, overall, the Easterners, despite occupying the upper layer, have still steadily advanced the local civilization.
Especially in terms of combat power, the groups left behind were led by Sixth-tier, but with ten years’ development in such a vast world, blessed by destiny, there are indeed quite a number of Masters of Decree, and Rule-level geniuses have a steady output among the huge population.
In fact, before the "gates" reopened, the locals were vaguely the main drivers of world development... The hidden hands were always at the back, satisfied with their cut, and with the growth of the local population, technology, and social systems, they were destined to become "attachments".
But once those "big shots" who were designated to be expelled had floated in the sky for a month or two, and then returned to regain control of their territories, the situation became quite delicate.
No matter how talented the locals are, they couldn’t possibly have enough high-end combat forces in a short time; a nuclear weapon (eight or nine tier) can indeed easily destroy a city.
The seeds they left behind became the foundation of their rule, and their existence became the "nuclear deterrence" for taking over this world.
The frontline war continues, cruel and fierce, yet it’s not the whole picture of this world.
Lu Ping’an originally thought he would witness the heroic epic of Exotic Realm exploration, but instead, he saw all sorts of schemes and calculations... The big shots themselves saw it the clearest and even complained constantly.
"This won’t do, we can’t go on like this....."
"If we keep being so disorganized, we’ll eventually be overwhelmed."
"Nobody wants to face the frontline, so just let them break us one by one....."
With the struggles on the frontline, what Lu Ping’an saw the most was the passing of blame and complaints; they knew it wasn’t right, but they also persisted in their old ways.
"It’s okay for others to lead, but us sending out the army to take risks and losses? No way."
As the interests of each faction began to suffer, as some people’s territories were pressured by Exotic Realm Invaders, and as they had to step up to face the advanced combat power of the Exotic Realm themselves, the big shots naturally were full of negative emotions.
This is bad.
The people involved are quite pissed off, while those on the sidelines, unconcerned, are watching the show and placing bets on how long he would last before abandoning his territory and running away.
"This is not good, a great way to ruin friendships..."
"Cut it out, talking as if anyone’s your friend. Shouldn’t we settle our old scores on Earth first?"
The incredibly loose organizational structure of Linnu Force, coupled with the fact that the big shots of this world each held their own territories, made unity increasingly a joke; especially after two big shots lost their terrains due to "an ally that does not move like a mountain", increasing the negative sentiment on the communication board and the distrust amongst each other.
"How can we get along with a bunch of insects and form Lin Nu’s Church..."
That’s how Lu Ping’an complained, yet he couldn’t change anything; after all, if the other big shots were insects, then by his own logic, he probably didn’t even qualify as an insect leg.
Facing the serious Exotic Realm, facing the forces assembled from several or dozens of worlds, this world’s intensity and attitude of resistance were quite delicate.
Lu Ping’an even noticed that many big shots were probably already preparing their retreats... If they couldn’t beat the enemy, they would just pack up and leave, since they had long since recouped their initial investments.
"The ’Spiritual Power Holy Water’ refined in just ten years could directly overturn the native magic potion market..."
This world was actually quite rich and had potential, otherwise, so many big shots wouldn’t have made it their permanent residence.
"Even Lord Xiuyi can’t do it?" Lu Ping’an was a bit curious; Xiuyi was probably the strongest person he had ever seen, and even the deities were very polite to him.
Even this being couldn’t unify the scattered Lin Nu’s Church?
"It can’t be done. In fact, most of them are competitors and harbor old grudges..."
Big Cat, on the other hand, was very matter-of-fact; she did not have a high opinion of the local situation.
The other Proper God Churches were also strategizing to conquer this "rich world," but they were often under the lead of a Proper God, a "deity group," and a "great legion." At least they could fight together regardless of winning or losing, and they wouldn’t think about running away with a fortune without even fighting, like many are now.
"Ten years," on the contrary, gave them time to break even...
"Uh, it seems like we can’t break even..."
On Lu Ping’an’s end, things were a bit troublesome; the Rebirth Business Group didn’t collect rent by claiming land, and most of their combat power was deeply intertwined with the locals—it wasn’t as simple as just getting up and leaving.
"If Lin Nu personally intervenes? It might be possible..."
"Her? First of all, she definitely wouldn’t speak out; she has no interest in doing so... And if she really did say something, this force would disperse even faster."
Lu Ping’an didn’t understand at first, but after thinking it over, it became clear to him.
Many big shots joined the Linnu Force not because of its dominance, but because of the reality that the "head" of this Proper God Force simply didn’t care.
If Lin Nu suddenly intervened at this time, it would likely lead to the acceleration of the force’s collapse.
"In the end, it’s still a case of the title not matching the merit... Lin Nu’s Church simply doesn’t have the ability to undertake world conquests of such a level on its own. The overall strength and number of advanced combat powers are sufficient, but the level of organization is even worse than the Quasi-God Evil God Church."
Big Cat freely mocked the miserable state of the locals, which seemed like a good thing to her.
But Lu Ping’an frowned in distress; he had invested a lot, and if a real avalanche happened, he might indeed fall back to square one overnight.
"Don’t panic, the one who should be panicking is not you but the ’major shareholder’. Besides, this is just the beginning, just wait and see..."
Big Cat was relatively optimistic; despite the bitter situation at the frontline, it was just a loss of a few territories after all... Those guys never intended to defend properly from the beginning.
After all, they were a bunch of big shots, and even if it ended in complete collapse, at least they would struggle before admitting defeat.
"Then we’ve lost the initiative, and the locals will suffer terribly..."
"There’s really no way around that. Why don’t you try calling out to them? Do you think they would listen?"
Lu Ping’an knew that the current situation was likely unsolvable, just by using his knees to think; what was more troublesome than seriously overpowering opponents was a bunch of selfish allies.
"...In their eyes, perhaps the local disaster, coupled with a few cuts to the population, would make their rescue and presence even more valuable."
Lu Ping’an spoke a "hard truth". Perhaps this is what the local big shots intended to do... On one hand, they could increase their control over the locals as rescuers, and on the other hand, they were waiting for the other big shots to make the first move so they could save some effort on their part.
"So, they are truly a bunch of insects..."
Lu Ping’an sighed. Those ’insects’, who could easily crush someone of his Quasi-rule status, were beyond anyone’s command in this world; even Lord Xiuyi could only stop them from infighting at most.
But just because no one in this world can do it doesn’t mean that nobody can... Just like Lu Ping’an’s view was limited by the "Earth big shots", he hadn’t considered that the local inhabitants might be the most anxious.
Their actions took place outside everyone’s vision, but as soon as they began, they dragged Lu Ping’an into their midst.
"Nation-building on this planet, introducing immigrants from other races, and negotiating with the Earth natives? Have they gone mad?"
— End of Chapter 1301 —