Chapter 1909
Chapter 1909 - 1903: A World That Cannot Be Saved (Two-in-One)_2
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Only by surviving does one have a future and hope. Compared to the comfort and reassurance in the process of rescue, Lu Ping’an values the outcome more and hopes to save more lives.
Lu Ping’an doesn’t like this method, but as long as it is effective, as a "superior," he won’t forcibly interfere.
As a boss, Lu Ping’an is indeed qualified, and now, he eagerly anticipates a bit of surprise from the "team leader" below.
"The positioning of the Demigod..."
These foreign Demigods are destined not to receive the familial treatment akin to Little Flame.
Their current positioning is closer to departmental supervisors, and Lu Ping’an needs to assess their character and ability and select those to promote.
"Uh, that Sheep God seems a bit unusual..."
Lu Ping’an noticed that this "weak Deity" did not forcibly conquer the gathering place but instead dispersed its followers into this world, acting as its Messengers to try to save more people, at least to guide them to an escape route.
Obviously, this efficiency is not high and is very likely to result in losses.
After all, the rescue team is likely to suffer losses on the journey...
"The advantage is that it can give more people hope and guidance while spreading the message of the God of Redemption, letting more people come voluntarily... Did she see through my exam and needs? Or is it a simple coincidence?"
White Mud Kingdom, once a grand city-state, is a region quite famous in this world.
Although the name is quite peculiar, in this world, due to the helpless reality that "local bards" are the top intellectuals, most marked place names are quite peculiar.
It’s not that no one tries hard to come up with an elegant and good name... The reality is that most locals find it easy to remember such straightforward names; the more down-to-earth the name, the easier it is to spread.
Especially when these place names are often linked to some legendary epics...
"...As the son of a Hero, I will lead you away from here..."
On the podium, the "king" had just crowned the Warrior, that tall Rabbit Beastman Warrior, who looked like a muscle-bound monster, promising to lead the citizens away from the doomsday crisis.
It is said that he is the son of the legendary Hero Yagi Tu... In fact, he is just a sheriff from a small town, and because his image coincides with the local legendary Hero, he was forcibly pushed to the forefront.
But whether it is the local king or the high-level officials, they think there is no problem with this...
"We have done this in the past, and it should be fine this time. The Warrior will blaze a trail for us... Otherwise, he is not a true Warrior, do we need more backups?"
Generally speaking, one Warrior is enough. No matter how difficult the journey, he often receives various assistance along the way, guided by Deities and Sages, ultimately achieving incredible feats to become the new protagonist in epic tales.
Is it ridiculous for this farmer’s son to become the "Legendary Hero" afterward? But the king knows that the original Rabbit Beastman Hero also went heads-up, and he was just a butcher’s son.
Before he succeeded... The original Warrior who died on the journey naturally has no songs sung for him, nor does anyone know about him.
So Warriors are always successful, and this time will surely be no exception...
"Should be okay, it definitely will be okay."
The king of White Mud defied his nerves to officially crown him and pulled out the "Warrior’s Sword" that had been handed down for countless generations.
This is a very powerful weapon, but more importantly, it serves as a beacon.
"I hope the Supreme God will notice him soon and guide him... The outside Magic Monsters are too terrifying."
However, this time the king is very uneasy, because the Supreme God has not given any guidance for a long time, and the regular intelligence from the Divine Envoy has completely ceased.
As for the sky....
"The cracks overhead are nothing but the tricks of Demons. As long as I defeat that wicked Magic King, everything will restore to its original state! Our lives will return to our ancestors’ ways."
The words of the Warrior echoed in the square, causing rounds of cheers.
The men clapped their hands red, the girls cried amidst the crowd, and piles of flowers and carrots were thrown onto the stage. Everyone was enraptured with joy and celebration.
They were happy and grateful, rejoicing for the future that would soon end their nightmare, and also delighted to witness an "Epic."
The bards were feverishly busy with their pens, ready to make an entry in the annals.
But what they didn’t know was that if the situation hadn’t deteriorated to the extreme, with severe problems on all sides, past "Warrior" journeys would usually be conducted in stealth.
Now the local king can only brace himself to boost morale and let the "Warrior" set off forcibly without the guidance of the Supreme God...
"We are setting off! Wait for our good news!"
The dashing Rabbit Warrior, with his pig-headed junior brother and monkey senior brother, strided confidently out of the city and into the unknown domain of the night.
The people on the city walls gasped in amazement, as they seemed to already see a beautiful future, while the "king" of the city remained serious.
He waited... Half an hour later, the Life Bracelet on his hand that was originally shiny silver lost its lustre.
Is it really not feasible? He sighed helplessly, and then...
"Let Warrior No.2... cough, Yagi Tu Warrior’s granddaughter set off. Has she received the Warrior’s Sword? Let Warrior’s grandson... let Warriors No.3 to No.8 prepare, let them sneak out of the city."
He silently took out eight "Life Bracelets," waiting for all to unfold.
Generally, even if the top is late, after several deaths, the "upper echelons" would receive a sense and the delayed would arrive for guidance.
But this time, it seemed to be slightly different....
"Extinguished again..."
The strongest Warrior did not last long either, and the Warriors departing from eight directions have completely turned into skeletons by the roadside.
"Activate the ’Dragon Turtle Prince’ series of Warrior bloodlines..."
And this king seems to have a plan B, with a dozen backup Warriors and their bloodlines (pseudo) on standby.
The same thing is happening all over the world, with a large number of cities releasing numerous "Warriors," hoping that everything will be swiftly resolved as it was in the past.
Unlike what outsiders think, the information dissemination in this world can only be described as tragic. Regions not facing the crisis still live their daily lives.
They may have sensed the crisis but, just like usual, dispatched the "all-powerful Warrior" to solve the problem.
Even if they keep failing, they don’t give up... Isn’t that how countless years and generations have survived? Even if there are some twists and turns midway, even if the upper echelons are unusually busy and have little energy to focus here, just waiting a bit longer, won’t what’s supposed to arrive eventually come?
Thus, strangely, the more populous the gathering places are, the more they enjoy a misleading peace.
"...Another one spreading rumors? Execute them all!"
Most frustrating is probably those rows of gallows.
The "kings" unanimously issued orders to execute all those spreading doomsday theories and rumors of the God of Redemption.
Lu Ping’an was a bit bewildered when he got the intel.
"This world is truly unsalvageable... When society is stable, these means of redemption are useless; in doomsday, such enforced stability rather hinders the spread of information, isn’t this letting everyone wait for death?"
At this moment, Lu Ping’an also felt a bit dazed.
The state of information flow in this world is too dire. All leaders are vigorously blocking information, so even if one tries hard to disseminate information, it has no effect.
Convince those kings? Not to mention their stubbornness as ancient rocks, convincing one by one in a world with a town, a village, and a lord is simply unrealistic.
"Could it be that such direct plundering is the only option?"
Lu Ping’an was surprised to find that perhaps those straightforward and brutal local Demigods were more suited to the local workflow.
— End of Chapter 1909 —