Chapter 1415: Chapter 1415
1415: Chapter 1411 Yang Fan 1415: Chapter 1411 Yang Fan Returning to Mercury 42, even behind the lines, Lu Ping’an was far from relaxed.
On the contrary, he knew his time was extremely precious…
Lord Xiuyi and General Su from the Command Center had sought him several times, and with his current status and ability, he couldn’t completely ignore the “ethnic group’s” responsibilities.
Beyond the war taxes, Top Combat Powers had to take turns at the frontline…
this was the latest rule, as those fighters at the very front had begun to struggle.
Lu Ping’an’s feat of slaying the “World Devourer” Bane had earned him an internal rating of “eighth-tier combat power,” and even with his appeals and help from the Command Center, the internal assessment still regarded him as exceptional seventh-tier (capable of threatening some of the eighth-tier).
Pointing nuclear warheads was a peacetime practice, but now, amidst the war, matching soldier for soldier, general for general might be a luxury.
The norm was to seize any chance for a vicious blow…
to prevent massacres by high-tier professionals, it was essential for them to face at least equally or slightly inferior combat powers.
This was not some unspoken rule; it was the cruel reality of a battlefield where lacking strength meant getting slaughtered by the enemy.
“…The battlefront seems to be holding up.”
And Lu Ping’an always felt that their greatest advantage was actually the “large group” Lord Xiuyi.
Even though she hardly appeared on the battlefield, the existence of that “chatboard” allowed for constant exchange of intelligence and interests among high-level combatants.
Critical issues on the battlefield were clear at a glance.
If a Big Shot directly called for aid there, it likely meant that battle line was about to collapse.
Over the years, these local high-level forces had some degree of interaction…
perhaps friendships couldn’t be established, but at least they were acquainted.
When necessary, they could exchange favors, benefits, and promises for support.
This was quite rare, after all, most top combat powers were quite arrogant.
It was normal for them to act alone, and mutual vigilance was the daily routine—the human side indeed had a subtle advantage in harmony.
“It’s said that a few battle lines have begun to push back, and two large Exotic Realm gateways are being neutralized.”
The news spread outside was good, and Lu Ping’an knew much of it was true, but victories were accompanied by some frontline collapses, city destructions, and ethnic group massacres.
This was always the highest level battlefield…
not that fourth-fifth tier or even 2-tier to third-tier professionals were unqualified to fight.
On the contrary, middle-low tier professionals were always needed as backbone, but here, even if you were only second-tier, with bad luck, you could face a Quasi-God slaughter.
Interstellar war conventions?
Perhaps they once existed but, at least for the current warring parties, they were utterly meaningless.
The only thing that could limit high-tier professionals, besides the adversary’s advanced combat power, was the burden and cost of using their abilities.
“…Business has gotten even better.”
Lu Ping’an looked at the account book filled with enormous profits, his feelings quite mixed.
His arms business was booming daily; one could imagine how things were at the frontline.
Four months had passed, and Lu Ping’an’s “farming work” had become much easier…
He had finalized most of the constructive, investment tasks, and just tasked executors to carry them out, not planning to watch over them incessantly.
The economic indicators in his Territory were skyrocketing by the day, as was the population…
with vast industry and investments bringing a multitude of job opportunities.
Lu Ping’an’s equal pay for equal work labor laws for slaves made numerous Long Hand Clan and Fishman flock to his domain of their own accord.
Also, due to Lu Ping’an’s team’s nearly overflowing Rule-level and above combat power, his transport lines and territory remained relatively safe…
crucial for commercial development.
Who was more valuable, one eighth-tier or seven or eight seventh-tier?
It was a difficult question on the battlefield, but when it came to developing town economies and maintaining regional safety, it was obviously the group with more numbers.
Lu Ping’an was still refusing conscription, but this delaying wasn’t a solution…
even Lord Xiuyi personally intervened several times.
Once privileges to refuse turns appeared, it could quickly lead to the collapse of the system.
“I’m still building and investing here.
The enterprises in Wanjing, Eastern Country, haven’t started yet.
If I leave now, the Official investment might be wasted…”
“I’ve only just reached seventh-tier and need time to hone and adjust, then raise my Occupation Levels for my sub-professions to truly have combat power…”
That was the logic, and the content was true and reliable, but probably insignificant to those Big Shots on the chatboard constantly complaining about the war.
They were unrelated to Lu Ping’an.
Now in a loose coalition of interests, they had agreed to share responsibilities; now he was absent…
they had no reason to empathize, just results mattered.
Lu Ping’ an knew if he delayed further, avoiding work while others contributed, he would likely face a poor reputation in the future.
But in fact, beyond those justifiable reasons he could mention, he had reasons that necessitated he stay behind.
“The number of professionals has overflowed; it’s time to change location…”
His courtyard’s Trait was already turning many Mortals into professionals every day…
whether helpers from Earth or local residents, all deeply desired power.
What was a year of life worth?
If there was no “cooldown period,” people would probably gamble their entire lifespan.
In this Extraordinary Era, it was professionals that formed a region’s foundation but were also an unstable factor…
Lu Ping’an was playing a big game, but since he had decided to seriously engage with this world, he was naturally willing to place heavy bets.
“…This time, take Xue En and Meow along.”
Lu Ping’an didn’t bring all the combat power.
In fact, as the Territory expanded, high-end combatants inevitably became scattered.
If Lu Ping’an was to be the Governor, then at worst, each of the Rule-level individuals would be a lord…
everyone had their duties and bases, and it was impossible to take all the high-end combatants.
Bringing Meow was because she basically had no work, as for Xue En…
well, no one wanted him.
Accurately put, if Lu Ping’an didn’t take Xue En, many would likely grumble in private.
After determining the departure time once again, team members dispersed across various locations returned to Flower City…
don’t get the wrong idea, they weren’t there to send-off; they came to spend.
If Lu Ping’an left, that meant the courtyard would too, so naturally, they hoped to turn resources into tangible power first.
And at their current stage, an additional step forward wasn’t something that could be resolved by hard training, nor did they need to constantly stay in the courtyard…
just regularly using up resources for breakthroughs or compensating for weaknesses was sufficient.
And Lu Ping’an didn’t indeed lie; he too needed sparring and the courtyard’s cultivation system, to convert his “progress” into a High-Tier Profession and then into tangible combat power.