How Am I Still Alive?

Lu Pingan and his team have become accustomed to the boredom and tedium of long-term interstellar travel.

In the past days, they were very good at killing time. Most people used it for vacation. It was normal to sleep from early to late. Even Lu Pingan would slack off for a while.

After all, the fatigue and tension after just experiencing the foreign exploration all need to be relaxed to relieve. After arriving in the homeland, although there will be a holiday, most people's schedules will be more intense than the foreign land.

The accumulated work in the homeland, the opportunity to improve oneself, the sale of foreign materials and harvests, the purchase of equipment and advanced materials, the collection of local intelligence, the search for opportunities for advancement, and the bragging and showing off the harvest with other teams are often the first week of return. It is the most tiring day for explorers, and this is still the premise of returning safely.

"Are the training grounds and libraries still full? They work so hard that I don't recognize them anymore."

The courtyard on Lu Pingan's side actually began to be full. Whether it was his own people or his companions, they were all seizing the time to improve themselves.

This is very abnormal. Lu Pingan has experienced too many pre-war times, and this time, it is obviously too special.

"No one expected that this day would come so soon."

"Yeah, the homeland is not safe anymore."

No matter how hard it was before, most warriors could face it rationally, but this time, when their homes were threatened and the fire finally burned on themselves, many people were really anxious.

The income from just looking at the points has soared by 120% during this period. It seems that many people are going all in.

"The fishmen are willing to turn, too, it's simply."

One of the tasks in Lu Ping'an's previous plan has been completed long ago. It is not difficult to add new possibilities to the beast sculpture, but "fishmen" as an orc transformation is simply garbage.

And with Lu Ping'an's improvement, "orc transformation" has changed from completely random to a certain degree of pseudo-randomness. The courtyard is the same as always. As long as the money is enough, there are all kinds of services.

The most basic thing is to eliminate a certain possibility. 90% of the ones Lu Ping'an checked directly eliminated the ratmen and directly chose a low-level species to be beastified, which is also quite cheap, but this way of obtaining it is impossible to randomly get mythical species and fantasy species. Basically, they are some blank garbage changes.

However, what Lu Pingan could see with his naked eyes was that there were many more orcs with scales among the pedestrians in the courtyard and on the ark.

"I'm anxious, really anxious."

Lu Pingan was very calm. He knew that even if Wailongzhou was attacked, it was still far from the collapse of the entire sea level, let alone the safe areas in the inland.

This incident did not mean that the defense line had failed. The Pacific Ocean was too big. A high-level extraordinary monster diving deep into the sea could not be intercepted.

Imagine an individual like Lu Pingan diving into the sea and finding a breakthrough point in the entire ocean defense line. It would be a miracle if he could be stopped.

However, this also made everyone realize a reality.

"Os people, you really deserve to die"

An open space crack, countless alien races entered this world at will, allowing them to move freely in the big blind box of the ocean, with endless troubles.

It's like a festering wound, constantly bleeding the world. If the loss cannot be stopped in time, no one can bear it.

How to stop it? Is there a way to intercept it? Anyone with a little strategic vision knows that there is actually no targeted panacea. The only effective means in the end is to send enough marine combat forces to press the front.

If there are enough troops, all problems can be solved naturally. Without enough surface and underwater forces, the whole world will be constantly attacked by them, slowly bleeding and gradually dragged to death.

"So, the super-large military training in the Mercury 42 world is actually the only solution?"

Lu Ping'an also laughed, a little bitter and a little helpless.

Most of the grand strategies of this level are open conspiracies, and both sides are clear, but it does not mean that they can be solved.

Lu Ping'an was dispatched as a "naval world combat expert", but the more expert he is, the more he understands the cruelty and helplessness of the bloody battle in the Panhai world.

The coastline is too long, and the ocean is too vast and too deep. If you are not careful, a town near the sea may be attacked by marine monsters and fishmen.

He looked at the busy half-fish people in the courtyard and realized something. Perhaps many people see farther than he does, and they have already made plans for the rest of their lives.

".Let's get some mythical fish blood and expand the product library."

The fish blood is not the legacy of the beast god. Its model is basically the residents of Mercury 42, or in other words, the octopus tribe that has broken away from the control of the octopus.

The upper and lower limits of its strength are very different. The powerful whale man lord and the dwarf fish man are not at the same level. Most people who make decisions are basically not for its strength, but for its water combat characteristics.

Even if humans have the ability to breathe underwater, they are not sea combat creatures of the same level as real fish men.

Lu Pingan thought that he couldn't always let his customers suffer. He randomly picked among a pile of garbage. Even if he couldn't make the powerful mythical species in the treasure of the beast god, he had to get more fish blood above silver.

"Fortunately, most people have good fish species, and only a few people get small fish species."

This is not accidental, but the "self-balance" of the courtyard.

Lu Pingan originally thought that the randomness of the beast incarnation was true randomness, but after really understanding it, he found that it was still pseudo-random.

The Courtyard always regards fair trade as the basic rule. It can't be said that it hates "gambling", but it can be said that it is disgusting and unpleasant. It is actually a mechanism of "income redistribution". It accumulates and earns life force, and will eventually give back. In addition to the tax of fair trade, it does not need additional profits.

After a certain number of unlucky people, someone will definitely win the jackpot.

Although it is fair in a sense, it doesn't make any sense for the unlucky people.

If Lu Ping'an adds powerful species, then, as a self-balance, the possibility of producing the worst fish species will increase.

". Otherwise, I will do a questionnaire and see the situation."

Lu Ping'an did a survey, and the result was that at least 80% of people were willing to add new mythical species, even if that would increase their chances of bad luck.

Obviously, most people don't think that they are unlucky. Some of them have already transformed into beasts and are waiting to watch the fun.

"By the way, can you transform into beasts?"

Someone was idle and asked a Phoenix Fire Clan member casually, and the first flame centaur with fish fins appeared.

After testing, they not only can do it, but also have good compatibility.

So, Lu Ping started to think. They are originally fire creatures. If they have orc forms, elements and terrible muscle talents, wouldn’t they be half mythical species?

So, the new species has obtained its first stable mutation.

The centaurs with fins are eye-catching, and they may have been destined to become forest rangers in the vast oceans of the earth.