How Am I Still Alive?

The statue of the god turned into a living creature, and the god descended to the mortal world and turned into an ordinary "mortal".

"This feeling is a bit strange."

Lu Ping'an completed the descent of the god for the first time, or in other words, when his courtyard reached the standard of the real kingdom of God not long ago, he had the qualification of remote descent of the god.

In the final analysis, the descent of the god is the interference of "high dimension" with "low dimension", and it cannot be used if the grade is not enough.

Using an inappropriate but realistic metaphor, the descent of the god is similar to hackers hijacking chickens and making puppets. If the computing power of your host is not enough, the technology can't do it.

This is a bit like the magic brush Ma Liang's point painting comes true. When you are also a person in the painting, you don't have this ability. You jump out of the painting and have enough computing power support (the kingdom of God) to interfere with the mortal world with your will, use the cornerstone of the mortal world as a carrier, and shape the body of the god to complete the descent of the god.

"So fragile but not so fragile."

The seemingly contradictory words are the reality of this more contradictory body.

Judging from the physical strength alone, this is a complete weakling, and may not even reach the physical strength of the third-level combat class. A more combative "brave man" in this world is stronger than him after debuting for a week.

However, as a consciousness aggregate of high-dimensional creatures, his body has "divinity".

This characteristic of being like a "person outside the painting" gives him a certain degree of privilege to transcend reality.

At this time, Lu Pingan is more and more aware of the gap between quasi-gods and gods. Perhaps it is not just about "specifications", but also about the crushing of high dimensions over low dimensions after the qualitative change of the piled-up quantity.

"It's just like the crushing of the computing power of large computers over antique machines"

The gap between quality and quantity is not absolute. The crushing of gods over mortals is the simultaneous crushing of quality and quantity.

In this state, when there are no more chips in his hand, Lu Pingan is more aware of these subtle changes.

"Snap!"

With a snap of his fingers, a gold coin appeared in his hand.

This is a life point, but it is the product of the materialization of this power. At this point, Lu Pingan can really use the "life points".

He looked at the "old man" who had little time left, walked over, and saw his essence with just one glance.

"Very bad"

The time poison eroded his body, but it was the "curse of the world" that really made him completely hopeless.

I'm afraid that these tomb keepers of knowledge not only have very poor physical conditions, but also have bad luck, and can be called the jinx that the world hates.

"Sorry, I can't save you completely now."

As a "god", Lu Pingan said the helpless reality.

It's okay for the body to be harmed, as long as the "curse" of the world is still in this world, even the body of the god cannot be saved.

Lu Pingan looked up, and he could vaguely feel infinite malice.

This world may be the "mortal paradise" he has experienced, but in a sense, it is the worst and cruelest.

At this moment, the old man's face showed despair. He knew that he was in front of the "incarnation of the Supreme God". If even he couldn't save himself, how could a gravekeeper like himself.

"But it's not difficult to save your life."

As he said, Lu Ping'an threw down the life gold coin.

The gold coin dissolved instantly, turned into drops of fine silk, and merged into the old man's body.

If it was just to save his life, even the current Lu Ping'an had many means. The most straightforward one was that his "deferred payment" could even try to forcibly divide his "time poison" and increase his life limit.

But when it really came to this point, he had a more effective means.

The faint golden luster turned into liquid, merged into the old man's body, and began to repair his body.

One life point counted only for one day of life? In fact, it was Lu Ping'an who used it too poorly.

Life points are "conceptualized life energy". When Lu Ping'an used them to invest in low-level magic plants, the life points had to be degraded at least twice and turned into "low-level life spell power" before they could be absorbed by them.

Considering Lu Ping'an's strength and control at that time, not to mention that 90% of the power was wasted, the number after the 999 was not known to be how many decimal places, completely using gold as sand.

In this regard, the most obvious thing is that the courtyard absorbed a rule-level item, and only gave hundreds of life points feedback. That is a "foundation of God", which is enough to illustrate the value of life points.

Now, this life gold coin has been dissolved, and Lu Ping'an has completely controlled it. This is enough to recreate a mortal life.

"I, I"

The old man felt that the pain all over his body disappeared, his body was much lighter, and he suddenly felt several years younger. Such a comfortable feeling, he only had it in childhood.

But Lu Ping'an shook his head, he still saw the rapid loss of vitality, and the deadly time poison.

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Since the "poison source" is still in the body, there is no point in delaying payment. Unless the other party is willing to give up knowledge, but Lu Ping'an knows that it is basically impossible.

"Three months, you still have three months left, and you will be back to your previous state."

The old man, who was frightened by Lu Ping'an's shaking head and thought he would die immediately, smiled.

"There are still three months left, so I can entrust everything to you."

The calm and sincere words moved the God of Life.

"This life should not end here"

The Lord of Life made a promise.

"Three months is enough for you to reach my territory. If you enter it, knowledge and civilization will be wealth rather than poison."

Seeing that the old man was still hesitating, Lu Pingan added.

"Your death represents the end of civilization and inheritance. I will take you away. If you plan to rebuild civilization and inherit history in the future, I will also give you a piece of land."

The words of the gods are promises, but mortals dare not believe them.

Lu Pingan is not in a hurry. The persuasiveness of words is always limited. Let them see the actions.

So far, he has not even looked at what this inheritance is. He thinks it should be some history, documents, etc.

At this point, he really doesn't lack these things. Even if there are more exotic technologies and ancient knowledge, it's no big deal.

Instead, he values ​​these grave keepers more.

"Life. The value of life." Theocracy and ideas are integrated together. In Lu Pingan's eyes, the weak ones are dazzling treasures.

Since they chose the path and exchanged their lives for the "inheritance of civilization", Lu, as the "God of Life Value", should respond.

If this is the price of becoming a god, then Lu Ping'an is willing to pay this price.

But the facts prove that he still underestimated this world, underestimated their foundation, and underestimated this inheritance that was persisted at the cost of countless lives.