Chapter 547
Chapter 547 - 527: You Can Win Only if You Love to Fight
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Lu Ping’an miscalculated.
He underestimated the survival instinct of life.
And he underestimated the determination of a father and a husband for their family.
"...The body has completely mutated, and most of the internal organs are lost. How did you endure to appear in front of me..."
In front of Lu Ping’an, there should be a corpse.
But he was still alive, with twisted tentacles and an eyeball on the right side of his face, which was disgusting, while the left corner of his mouth showed genuine joy from the bottom of his heart.
His face twisted into a mess, half long and half round, the left resembling a horse and the right a ghost. The twisted three-eyed monster roamed across his face, and merely looking at it made one feel as if they were losing their sanity.
How was this possible? How was he still alive?
"I... I achieved it... My family is in the stable on the first floor of the Crown Hotel... Lagros... My name..."
This man, who clearly knew some details about himself, was already making arrangements for his property after his death.
His eyes were full of pleading; he knew he couldn’t hold on any longer. He could only count on his trading partner’s "conscience" and "promises"... although during these times, those two things were the least trustworthy factors.
With one glance, Lu Ping’an knew that he was only relying on his will to survive. If left alone, he wouldn’t be able to live for much longer, and even a ship ticket could save him...
"...You can go and tell them yourself."
With a casual slap from Lu Ping’an, the fatal wound healed visibly, while the completely mutated body also experienced a "five-sixths" degree of recovery!
Lagros was shocked and couldn’t believe that he had actually healed just like that.
"It’s just a ’deferment.’ In your terms, it’s the grace of the Truth System gods. From now on, the same day every month, your disaster will replay at only a sixth of its previous intensity...but it’s still a fatal injury level. You need money and resources to survive."
Lu Ping’an took the vines in one hand and noticed that they still had life in them. He nodded in satisfaction.
"Hurry up, we have limited time. Pick up your family and leave... Never mind, my people are faster. Take them to pick up the family."
Behind Lu Ping’an, several shadows appeared, each acting out Lu Ping’an’s will.
At this time, Lu Ping’an realized his mistake... Obtaining the Bloodvine and killing the Beast God’s corpse were actually not the same thing.
These vines were just parasites hanging on the Beast God’s corpse; they were actually no different from the dirt, rocks, and clothes stuck to the surface of the corpse.
It was completely normal for them to be cut off during an intense battle. If the battlefield was fierce enough, it was possible for debris to fill the sky.
Of course, even if they were dropped, it was possible for them to be reduced to ash in the next wave of combat.
Therefore, to obtain the Bloodvine, one merely needed to be bold enough to break into a god-level battlefield and quickly pick up the trash.
Well, "merely needed," just like the three steps required to put an elephant into a refrigerator...
"Many people have tried...I’m the only one who survived..."
Lu Ping’an didn’t bother asking how many people had gone mad and rushed into this level of a battlefield. He just wanted to know if there were other successful individuals, if other samples were obtained.
"...No...just me. Everyone either turned into a monster or was pulled into the battlefield..."
When it comes to this level of battlefield, merely picking up trash is almost the same as asking for death.
Soon, the "Purchase Squad" sent out by Lu Ping’an received a negative answer... It was true that there was only one fortunate survivor, a super lucky one.
Was it a coincidence? Yes, but not entirely.
"...Lucky enough."
As Lu Ping’an touched the man’s horse-like face, he pondered.
But this wasn’t the time to be wasting time, as a scout reported that the monster was approaching the city.
Lu Ping’an’s scouts did not disappoint him. Quickly, from a nearby inn, a woman and her two children were brought back.
Judging from the ropes tying them and their pale, frightened faces, there wasn’t enough time to explain the situation slowly.
What caught Lu Ping’an’s attention was that as the siblings and mother entered, they didn’t notice their father. They only looked at their "kidnappers" with fear and uncertainty.
Lu Ping’an sighed. It looked like their luck really was that great.
"No one else, right?...Alright, let’s go."
The next moment, with a flash of light, Lu Ping’an and the few people vanished within the chapel.
Outside, the frenzied roar of the beast echoed throughout the world as the enraged God’s Corpse found its next target.
"Welcome to the Holy City." Only when he saw the familiar scenery outside and heard the hustle and bustle of the streets did Lu Ping’an breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, he finally turned his gaze to the lucky family behind him. Only now did they recognize each other and cried together in each other’s arms.
The wife, with tears in her eyes, touched her husband’s disfigured face, which had turned into a horse’s face...
"Stop feeling pain. This is a good thing, a great stroke of luck, for he has won the fantasy species..."
Lu Ping’an almost knew why this man had become the one and only lucky winner; his achievements were based on courage and luck, but mostly, it was due to sheer fortunate luck.
Placing a bet, if successful, could bring the whole family, friends, and even subordinates to a safe, otherworldly place. Even if Lu Ping’an didn’t ask around, he knew that there were many people hoping for bargains on the battlefield.
He just didn’t expect that someone would actually have snagged such a deal.
"...Horse type, flame feet, black skin, eyes of the dead, probably a Nightmare Beast."
Within Lu Ping’an’s "Beastification Cathedral," there was a very low chance of any "mythical species" or "fantasy species" appearing. That Beast God Corpse had caused a widespread beastification in the area.
In that case, if someone was lucky enough to be drawn to the "mythical species," theoretically, it was possible.
However, if it were any other mythical species or fantasy species, it would have been unlikely for them to survive.
Even if one had turned into a mythical species at the first moment, the fatal "radiation" would not cease, and the next round of mutations would strike directly.
Even if one were able to withstand the self-contained area radiation, a little aftershock of a battle could instantly turn one into ashes... even Lu Ping’an’s current strength wasn’t qualified to watch the battle up close.
But sometimes, fate would favor those who dared to gamble.
"The Nightmare Beast is originally a creature between the material and the spiritual world. It appears to be both alive and dead. At the same time, as a phantom creature of the horse family, its speed is also terrifying. If it runs with all its strength, it may likely activate its gifted phantom ability."
"This creature can run in the gap between reality and illusion. It is said that it can even enter dreams... It is possibly due to the talent of subspace travel, which evades most curses."
With decent original strength combined with a lucky draw of a beastification transformation, the possibility of placing a bet existed.
Because of this, Lu Ping’an obtained the blood-colored vine that should have been impossible to obtain!
— End of Chapter 547 —