Chapter 1220 Years

A fragment of wisdom makes Lu Pingping full.

His progress as a scholar and talent level, and not even his greatest achievement, the leap to the metamorphic level of the courtyard, are "opportunities" that are almost impossible to obtain in normal professional evolution.

What increases is the upper limit of possibilities, and the foundation that continues to grow with his progress.

Of course, he's not the only lucky one.

In the whirlpool of the black deep sea, a long-hand tribe picked up a dazzling golden conch, and around him were the corpses of countless sea beasts killing each other.

In the chaotic battlefield full of blood and fighting, in the place where countless lives were lost, among the piles of dead people, a deserter pretending to be dead touched a money bag, which contained a silver dagger with a strange aura.

In the majestic snow-capped mountains, the ecological survey team was trapped in a sudden snowstorm. They had been without water and food for two days. One of the young team members gritted his teeth and climbed into the snow-capped mountains with no way back. Deeper, in confusion and trance, I encountered colorful auspicious beasts.

Miracles and adventures suddenly become worthless.

Although most encounters are not good, there are always some people and things that are "favoured by fate."

But this time, it may not be "His" arrangement.

The world has fallen into crisis. Too many entrances to foreign lands have been opened, too many "evil gods from foreign lands" have entered, too many alien races are competing for their living territories, and the native residents have also lost their favor.

Although the personality of world consciousness has fallen into a deep sleep, the "survival instinct" common in most worlds is fully activated at this moment.

Fate's favor? Messianic treatment? Probably something like that.

Especially those who have lived in the local area for a long time and fought against foreign invaders for a long time have received more favor. It is worth mentioning that probably because the backstabbing was too hasty, there are no humans in the new blacklist.

Otherwise, there will not be those human warriors with high potential and "excellent stance" who will be favored by luck.

"Huh? What is this."

The city of Kutler had just become a war zone, and the Salvation Army ushered in a hard-fought victory here.

The tired female warrior looked at the crowd celebrating victory below and smiled a little.

As a foreign warrior, she is not the general of this army, but I am afraid that no one is older and more trustworthy than her.

"By capturing this place, we will connect the southwest route. We can drive those dirty bastards back to their stinking quagmire."

The general was up there encouraging morale. Looking at them with serious faces, the female warrior laughed.

A few years ago, they were warriors with only hatred but no reason and skills. Now, they are more skilled at boosting morale and arranging battle situations than they are, veterans.

The action plan of this Salvation Army is very clear, which is to unite everything that can be united, expel those foreign invaders that cannot be united, and bring true peace to the world.

Time is a magic mage, and the original seedlings have become generals, strategists, and backbones. When the civilization and ideas of the outside world blossomed on this ocean, the new coalition army dominated by the Long-Handed Tribe and the Free Murlocs has already formed. own dreams and plans.

They had a clear division of labor. Some were rescuing the slaves, while others were searching for weapons and property that could still be used in the city. But most of them still announced the results of victory and promised victory in the next battle.

"Ha, he's getting more and more presentable."

Regardless of his own personal strength, strategically and politically, he is probably really hopeless.

Use that person's words.

"Since it is the life of a high-level infantryman, he must be a high-level soldier's super swordsman."

Although there is some content at the end that seems to be PUA's "Don't think so much, just follow my guidance", but to be honest, the female warrior misses him a little.

"They all came back and didn't come to see me."

She leaned against the broken wall and sighed.

He still has no habit of wearing armor at all. A simple vest and trousers, and a short haircut are more suitable for the battlefield, but the silver part on the left front looks like a highlight color.

She subconsciously picked up the long knife in her hand, using the side as a half-mirror to reflect the face of a heroic young woman.

A cultivator with an immortal body, there are not many traces left on the outside. She still looks like she is in her early twenties. Although the silver thread on her forehead is a bit eye-catching, it is more like an active decorative color.

But the fatigue in those beautiful eyes could not be concealed.

"Your Majesty Senju."

"I've told you many times, don't call me by nicknames. My surname is not Senju, my surname is Xia."

".Yes, Lord Thousand-Armed Swordsman."

Looking at the excited general, she could only sigh helplessly. Although it had been so long, communication between different races was more or less problematic, especially since they always liked to use all kinds of weird words. Call yourself by name.

What an indescribable being, what a Thousand-Handed Swordsman, what a woman with ten swords.

"Obviously I have twenty-seven knives now."

She was distracted again subconsciously, until a glimmer of snow appeared in front of her.

It was a good knife, with lightning flashing and blood gathering on it.

"You only want swords as trophies, and ordinary goods are gone in less than two days. We always feel that we have treated you badly, and now we finally have a good sword."

Sword Saint Xia didn't hear these words clearly. She just tasted something incredible from this sword.

This is definitely not a taboo item. No, the whole sword is even a carrier and shell of existence. What exactly is it?

"Unyielding fighting spirit, infinite counterattack?"

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On a starry day, someone is still digesting their own harvest and fragments.

There are always too many worries in life, especially when a family has a new member.

"Intelligence Enlightenment Techniques should be used with caution."

He was a little unaccustomed to the obviously noisier daily life, but the lack of nagging and complaining people around him made him feel inexplicably lonely and bored.

But at this time, he was still used to using work to temporarily forget about himself. At this time, he got a big project.

"I never expected that my first task as a novice craftsman would be to build a boat for myself."

At this point, Lu Ping'an and his team needed a ship that was strong enough.

A fifth-level craftsman is supposed to be a master, but when he really starts to take action, he still spends most of his time hiding behind and watching the show. At least in the early stages, there is no need for this master to take action.

Finally, when a temporarily constructed steel monster appeared in the harbor, Lu Pingan could try his "master level".