How Am I Still Alive? Chapter 223

For a newcomer, Lu Ping's growth rate is extremely outrageous.

The boots under his feet and the "soup spoon" behind them are all real silver taboos. This kind of powerful and rare item should have been placed in the custody room of the Foreign Affairs Bureau for a long time.

Even if it is assigned to someone, it is often a ruthless person above the fifth rank, who is eligible to hold it for a long time.

"Heaven's boots are adjusted ok, the 'aging' potion is sufficient, and the price is paid enough."

Lu Ping'an is preparing for the final battle. At this time, any calculations are false, and in the end, he must do it himself.

The pale silver metal on the right arm, which is also the work of the "Master", is no worse than a high-quality brass-grade taboo item.

Its design idea is the most simple and practical "mechanical exoskeleton", that is, a war plug-in machine that mainly increases power... Lu Ping'an understands that the absolute gap in basic attributes is his biggest weakness.

When your strength is only a fraction of your opponent's, any attack is meaningless.

Before obtaining this pair of "balance boots", Lu Ping'an tried to make up for this defect, but what he really made up for with the heaven boots was not pure power.

"Snapped!"

With a flick of a flick, the silver coin flipped back and forth in mid-air. Lu Ping'an looked at it attentively, and could clearly see the back and forth of the "word" and "head".

When the coin fell in front of him, with a flick of his finger, it was cut right in the middle and turned into two identically sized halves.

The seemingly simple action is actually a complete mobilization of physique, reaction, and spirit. Dynamic perspective, reaction speed, force-generating skills, and concentration must all be online.

"...is this the perfect balance?"

The word "perfect" has a unique meaning in the world of superpowers.

For the first time, Lu Pingan reached "perfect" (three basic attributes reached the lower rank of black iron), activated the source of blood, and obtained "the gift of all spirits".

The second time I heard about "perfect", it was the envoy who was forcibly demoted, the "perfect template" murloc swordsman.

The third time, it was still obtained from the "God Envoy". The "perfect bloodline" derived from the divine envoy forced the wearer of the heaven boots to balance the three attributes and achieve a "perfect state".

Lu Ping'an could feel that every part of his body could be mobilized, his mental power was sharp and full, and his dynamic vision was ready to explode at any time.

"Perfection, as if it were not as simple as literal, is a state, a state of complete equilibrium, a state of being ready to go further..."

Lu Ping'an realized that the value of these heaven boots actually far exceeded the previous estimate.

This is a state similar to a "dancer on a wire rope", and it is an excellent state of practice, battle, and advancement.

With this "permanent perfect state", he doesn't need to worry too much about the "self-conflict" of using abilities, and various equipment can be used relatively easily, and even cultivation will become easier.

After loosening his shoulders and squeezing his palms, Lu Ping'an could feel that all his weapons, including the gauntlet on his right shoulder and the foot armor on his feet, were in a state of eruption at any time.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that he took the soldier path, and all these messy weapons can be used for specialization.

"Tsk, the marks of all the martial arts are not enough."

The Black Iron-level Zhuwu Xingxin (switching weapon ability) has only three marks, while Lu Ping'anguang has more than three main weapons.

The battle axe, or war scythe, used to be the only brass taboo item in the family, but now, it is a little bit behind schedule.

He thought about it for a while, and still put a mark on the "weapon belt" on his body.

Among them, there are jars with "white flowers of the Sith (hypnotic potion, special explosives, and potions that focus on a certain aspect.

"If I can come back alive this time, I will improve the soldiers as well, and I will feel more and more useful." Although it seems like a flag is being erected, Lu Ping'an really thinks so.

After adjusting this set of equipment, and then putting on the modified uniform of the "special service team"... This is already the best equipment for his family, but it is vaguely out of sync with the times.

As far as his equipment is concerned, ordinary fifth and sixth orders are not worthy of it.

He thought about it for a while, and even if he didn't need a magic plant, he could also make a cameo role in the melee class, which should be comparable to ordinary Tier 3 combat power.

"The ability is not enough, but the basic ability is almost the same. With your messy equipment, it is not difficult to play a weaker Tier 3." The evaluation given by the big cat is relatively objective.

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an sighed helplessly.

In a sense, he would like to thank the big cat, the source of his ability is this guy's "legacy".

But when he thought about the troubles caused by "it" and the extremely annoying "ruled place", Lu Ping'an also felt quite powerless.

"...Such disgusting and insidious rules, it's your fault."

The big cat Benmao is actually Lu Ping'an's number one plug-in. He can get the truth of the "courtyard" from her, knowing that it contains hidden rules and extremely vicious traps.

"Thank you for the compliment." The big cat was triumphant, she really regarded this as a compliment.

In the "Divine Kingdom on Earth" bound by "rules", the rules must be absolutely fair, and even the designers and executors themselves must abide by their own rules.

Saying three rules is three rules.

However, if only to follow the "formal fairness" itself, it is extremely unfair to the result.

The rules of the casino are simple and transparent, but it is never the gambler who wins in the end.... It only needs you to recognize its rules and keep playing with it, and it will never be the casino that loses.

Thinking of the infinite pit in the land of rules, Lu Ping'an could only sigh helplessly. I hope other people can take their "instructions" seriously. Otherwise, this time, there are really few people who can I'm back alive... At least, this "person" in front of me will definitely not listen.

"Aren't you ready yet?" Fang Wen was a little irritable, she couldn't wait any longer.

Just hearing about the secret realm rule that "can get other people's life chips", she was instantly moved.... This ability to plunder other people's lives is not the prerequisite for her to let "machines gain real life" condition?

She can't wait to set off now, kill everything, and look for the opportunity to advance.

"No hurry, let the bullet fly for a while."

Lu Ping'an glanced at the situation not far away. There were explosions, killing roars, and screams one after another. More and more "hunters" entered the field... Many "big fish" and "small fish" jumped out.

Those attracted by the "quasi-god heritage" are not only those churches of life, but more people are just lurking in the shadows. Some of them are insufficient in strength and dare not compete with the sixth-order bigwigs, and some are like wild dogs. Usually lurking in the shadows, waiting for the chance to kill.

Now, when the "treasure" really appeared, the "gift" of life can be obtained just by killing on the periphery, and many of them naturally ran out.

There are many of them, even the well-known local secret guards, and "special service members" who wear masks and take off their uniforms.

When someone kills and kills on the battlefield, the inexplicably advanced reality spreads, and more lurkers are eager to enter the field.

Lu Ping An is not in a hurry, now entering the arena will only become "prey", let them toss more... Quasi God, or a "gift" from the **** of life on the side of the evil god, can take it casually of?

He was waiting patiently, waiting for all participants to agree to this "rule", and they were all trapped in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

"Big cat, do you think it's possible that your failure to ascend to the gods is because the rules designed are too wicked?"

"......" The big cat was silent, don't say it, she felt that it was really possible.

It's not simply "too immoral", but "the organization is exhausted~www.mtlnovel.com~" instead aroused a stronger "adverse wind of fate".

Ascension to God is an act against the sky. It is like the world proving your "truth", and it is a "truth" that is qualified to live in the world... This will naturally not succeed casually.

All ascensioners will encounter "the block of bad luck", and they basically succeed by luck until the end.

Like a big cat, those who have exhausted their calculations and skipped classes directly (under normal circumstances, they must succeed in ascending to God, and sacrifice a lot of sacrifices), it seems that they have all been hit hard by the demotion of the sky.

And now, when this unsolvable rule place is in front of him, the headache has also become a big cat, perhaps, this is also a kind of headwind.

"It's time to go. Oh, have you thought about it, how are you going to face my inexplicable ascension to the gods?" Big cat, changing the topic.

"No solution? Lost to a mortal's 'no solution'?" Lu Ping'an succeeded again, and completed his pre-war relaxation with the unhappiness of the "culprit".

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