How Am I Still Alive?

"This is really bad."

Lu Ping'an thought about what it was like on the other side of the vortex, but when he really stepped into the world of Ba Zhao, he frowned.

The skin of fish and human creatures is very special. It is not only sensitive, but can also be "smelled" through the sensory organs on it. As soon as Lu Ping'an arrived in a foreign land, the feedback from his nervous system was a strong feeling of vomiting.

This is the fish people "tasting the water", and this water area is obviously not suitable for this group of people to live.

In fact, the catfish over there is really vomiting.

"Did I make a mistake in the sensory system? No, this is made of the Mercury 42 fish-man template. It can't be the same thing. What smells smells bad over there and smells sweet here, and it's not a dog. "

"There's nothing wrong with your outer shell. What's wrong is the world."

Chrissy, on the other hand, looked calm and seemed completely indifferent to the current environment.

Even though there were some black gossamers in the surrounding waters, and even though the sand content was surprisingly high, she still didn't care.

"It's just that most foreign lands are actually not suitable for life to survive."

The big cat seems to have told a "truth" that Lu Ping An ignored.

Mercury 42. Worlds like the Earth are fought over because they are valuable. Most worlds just exist.

The current eight-clawed world is obviously not suitable for fish people to live in. Lu Ping'an analyzed it a little and found that this is not because the water is "poisonous", but because the "elements" of this world are quite unfriendly to fish people.

Lu Ping'an could feel that something seemed to be eroding the fish man's fragile flesh and blood.

".Metal particles?"

As a developer, he quickly came to a conclusion.

Apparently, this discomfort is due to heavy metal poisoning? Is your "biological shell" dying quickly?

Lu Pingan closed his eyes. He could feel that some heavy metal elements were eroding his flesh and blood coat. If he were a mortal, it would be quite bad.

Is such a terrible world really suitable as a frontline world? I'm afraid these fishmen will lose their numbers if they live here for a long time.

"Obviously, those guys will take the initiative to enter the battlefield in order to live more comfortably."

Big cats, on the other hand, can always give terrible but realistic answers.

But a bad environment and an outsider like Lu are not necessarily a bad thing.

At least, during the more than half an hour of squatting, pedestrians on the road were coming and going in a hurry, and they had no idea that they might be counterattacked.

"It seems that we need a little help, intelligence from the locals."

Lu Ping'an stared at a group of soldiers and followed them silently. After a few minutes, several of them fell behind, and there were also a few "old acquaintances" that no one was familiar with in the team.

"Replace?" Seeing the murlocs around him quickly accepting his party, Lu Ping'an was a little curious about how the big cat did it.

"No need. Just some control skills. Murlocs are beasts like humans, so there is no difference in control. You also have the ability to enhance friendliness and affinity."

Although every communication with a big cat is a challenge to the moral bottom line and common sense, in this case, it is very convenient to have such a companion.

Soon, the patrol team informed them of their target.

They are the elite patrol of Lord "The Broken Blade", whose main duties are hunting and hunting down deserters. The name makes Lu Ping'an feel subtle.

It seems that the traditional title of a fishman is "adjective" plus "weapon (blade/shield, etc.)", and the word shatter also vaguely implies that this lord is not strong.

As the team marched, Lu Pingping also had time to appreciate the scenery of this world. It can only be said that it is quite bad.

The seawater was not turbid, but it obviously contained harmful substances, making it impossible to see through the seawater a little further. Ping An could see clearly, but he did not find the native plants and animals he was targeting.

Lu Pingan tried to surface. No stars were seen in the sky, and the body temperature was slightly lower, but it was not freezing. The next moment, he rejected this judgment.

The temperature dropped rapidly after leaving the water, and even he felt that it was unbearable, but it was still relatively warm underwater. Lu Pingping's body felt still below zero, but the freezing point of water in this world did not seem to be zero.

Looking up from the water, Lu Pingan felt depressed, as if he was placed in a box.

"It's also possible that this wasn't water in the first place."

It can be used as a liquid for biological circulation, which is about the same for the fishmen here, but if they are in this obviously poisonous sea, their life span should not be long.

The situation of this squad is also quite bad. There are only a few patrolling soldiers riding large beasts of burden, and in the middle is the squad leader's private bunker. Most of the ordinary soldiers can only ride small fish beasts and struggle to catch up.

Several large patrol beasts and some scattered cavalry are the standard combat configuration of the fishmen, and it doesn't seem to be any different here.

"Oh, I am your second uncle's mother's uncle's grandfather."

He was talking nonsense, but in this team where there were only a few extraordinary people, Big Cat took action, and Lu Ping'an instantly became everyone's friend.

But not only are these fishmen weak, most of them are mortals and they don't know anything.

They were transferred here only for three months. They were not originally from this world, and they had no idea what they would do next.

So, following them, Lu Pingan found the "Shattered Blade" lord.

"You are"

This lord was a little stronger, at least he resisted the ability of the big cat, but it was obviously not a rational choice, especially since it was barely at the command level, and there were at least two super-rule-level fighters here.

Soon, it became a "friend" again.

"Don't fight, we are friends, don't fight! If you fight again, you will really die"

The wailing fishman lord, this gray, three-meter-tall large fishman, wailed and became Lu Ping'an's new friend.

And putting down his bloody fist, with this intermediary, Lu Ping'an finally knew some local conditions.

It turned out that this was not the world of fishmen at all, but a "buffer zone". The race specializing in foreign invasions had enough history to study those messy things.

For example, the world network structure that is most suitable for foreign invasions.

This is a funnel-like buffer zone, the more worlds there are as you go up, and above this "channel bridge", at least four normal fishman worlds are connected.

"Why is it so troublesome?"

"As long as the entrances and exits are sealed, defense can be done well. Not only can spies be dealt with, but also deserters can be prevented. At the same time, the worst situation can be prevented." The big cat seemed to know everything.

"The worst situation?"

"An opponent that cannot be defeated comes to the door, or the opponent uses some killer weapon. At that time, just destroy the isolation belt directly."

This is a bit too much.

"There are at least hundreds of space cracks in our war zone. Are they all connected here?"

"No, they should be scattered in at least dozens of small and medium-sized spaces, which serve as isolation belts and their temporary military camps."

However, Lu Ping'an was curious about how it was done.

"There are many possibilities, the domain of a person with abilities, a special taboo item, a space similar to the secret realm, but since it is man-made, Lu Ping'an, be prepared."

What preparation? Oh, hearing the knocking sound outside and sensing the malicious intent mixed with murderous intent, Lu Ping'an suddenly realized.

Sure enough, the owner of this place came to the door.