Chapter 914: Chapter 914

914: Chapter 900 The Start of Chaos 914: Chapter 900 The Start of Chaos After the Nirvana Plan was executed, the doors to Earth civilization swung wide open.

One could come and go…

and if truly wished to leave, the threshold would become very low.

The atrocities of the Blood-crow were extremely heinous in themselves, but what was even more unacceptable and even hated, was that they, unable to adapt to the new environment, had the choice to leave.

“Why must they first commit a massacre before leaving?

Isn’t using the blood of other species as a sacrifice acceptable?”

Although politically incorrect, this view was widespread among high-order professionals.

What angered them the most wasn’t the act of “sacrifice” itself, but rather that, when there were better options available (although at a higher cost), they still chose to harm their own people…

this made many feel uneasy.

Yes, that was the key issue—professionals were still human, ordinary humans with families, mouths to feed, careers, and social connections.

The growth of professionals was inseparable from resources and trade; the “profession” itself had a strong social nature, making it increasingly unlikely for professionals to become the lone heroes of legend.

The egregiousness of the Blood-crow’s actions lay in shattering many high-order professionals’ illusions that “after the Nirvana Plan, home would be safe,” forcing them to consider their own safety and that of their important ones, as in the old days.

Therefore, the Blood-crow and those like them must die…

or imitators would inevitably emerge sooner or later.

Perhaps after some time, certain events might reoccur, but while still controllable, it was necessary to make an example out of them.

“…Should we get involved?”

Looking at the bounty declaration aimed at all Explorers, even Lu Ping’an was somewhat tempted.

This time, the Eastern Country Official had been exceedingly generous, offering a terrifyingly substantial reward.

For the most powerful Gods’ Church, they offered the title of “Proper God,” and, in addition, an autonomous district…

To put it more simply: a state within a state.

This was clearly a result of the changing times; it seemed that as the New Era’s officials extended their territories, they became less concerned about their own lands.

Or was it that their limited power couldn’t defend an unlimited expanse, hence the selective subcontracting?

Whatever the reason, the temptation was too superior to refuse…

because a state within a state was something the super Churches had possessed for over a decade but always operated on the edge of legality, following the path of “large factories,” “part-time farms,” and “private corporations.”

They had their own industries, armies, munitions production chains, populations, food supplies, and even pollutant products and professional production bases.

Everyone knew this, but due to the era, it was also something that couldn’t be helped.

In the New Era, official authority has significantly increased, and those “outlaw territories” became rather delicate.

The officials, of course, viewed those independent districts with disdain and even wanted to eradicate them…

but on one hand, they couldn’t do so.

Even if the other side offered no resistance and cooperated fully, they lacked the manpower and high-level force to fully assimilate those areas.

“…It seems the officials still have to follow the ‘collaboration’ strategy.

Uh, perhaps another way to think about it is the ‘armed mercenary legion’ strategy?”

Lu Ping’an inexplicably thought of the so-called “Seven Warlords under the King.” Perhaps this kind of partitioning was fraught with endless trouble, but if they could establish a few examples of obedient dogs…

loyal and proactive, it might profoundly shock those Spectators and the small and medium-sized Church.

Fighting Church with Church, fighting pirates with pirates was always better than the officials entering the fray themselves.

Probably, this first batch of “autonomous districts” was the tantalizing lure tossed out by the officials…

“Those Churches, whether they’re vying for Proper God seats or wanting to ‘go further,’ are going to kill like madmen…”

Lu Ping’an seemed already to foresee a tomorrow filled with bloodshed, yet he still hesitated.

He didn’t care whether he could kill the Blood-crow or not.

He was just a small team leader, concerned only with what he and his group could gain from the situation.

“Should I get involved…”

Lu Ping’an asked Big Cat once again.

Although he didn’t know why she had become more honest and sociable lately, for matters involving high-level combat power, her opinion was probably the most reliable.

“…Don’t get involved in the early stages because the opponents may very well include more than just the Blood-crow and Blood Feast people.”

“You mean…” Lu Ping’an suddenly realized that such a tempting bait was enough for those large Churches to fight to the death.

The Blood-crow is a ferocious Deity?

Well, those Churches have gods too, and not just one.

“Not only that, but isn’t the territory mentioned in that document the domain of a Twelve-Pillar Family Clan, which won’t be easy to deal with…”

With Big Cat as a guide, Lu Ping’an could indeed avoid some detours, especially those seemingly safe shortcuts that were actually deadly Beheading Roads.

The Big Bosses often have control over numerous worlds, but their Family Clans are limited, and if you truly provoke them, nobody knows what might happen…

This is directly connected to the relationship between those Family Clans and the “Big Boss,” the Order of the world itself, and the strengths and customs of the Family Clan.

Too many variables make it completely uncontrollable.

Big Cat’s advice was to wait and watch, keep this matter in mind, and let some people go and trigger the mines first.

“…Perhaps, when the time comes, you won’t only see Divine Envoys and Rule-level professionals brawling, but you might even witness Deity level beings fighting to the death.”

“You’re advising me to stay away?” Lu Ping’an stroked his chin, sensing trouble just from the sound of it.

“No, the flesh of the Strongman will become the food of the Weaker, and by that time, I reckon there will be more than one or two Strongmen bleeding and crying…”

Big Cat deduced that this matter probably couldn’t be settled in the short term; otherwise, there would be no need for the Official to offer such a substantial bounty.

“…Be patient and wait.

This time, if handled correctly, could be an opportunity, an opportunity for Humans as a Star-zone species to step onto the stage.

The perfect reason, Revenge…”

In Big Cat’s words, if she were the decision-maker, she would use the righteousness of “Revenge” to continuously stir up conflicts, preferably getting into several clashes with the “Protector” of that territory.

Use the Church’s stray dogs to proclaim the strength of the species.

Regardless of winning or losing, as long as the scene is grand enough, other species will remember you…

This will be a great help in the subsequent development of the Exotic Realm.

A new civilization, to prove they have the ability to independently navigate the Star Sea, must experience this kind of “baptism.”

So, instead of uncontrollably and passively facing the test, it’s better to actively choose the challenge’s target and scope.

If it were really just about Revenge, there would be no need to issue a bounty of this level; sending out professional assassins would be an easier way to settle the issue.

Big Cat thought long and hard, and Lu Ping’an just shrugged it off without taking it to heart.

He even thought Big Cat was a bit of a conspiracy theorist.

It’s just a warrant, after all.

Does it really warrant this level of escalation…

“…Uh, okay, I apologize.

It looks like I was the naive one.”

In less than a week, more than ten Divine Churches of the front line publicly declared they were heeding the Official’s call and preparing to send their main forces to that region.

Each one plans to travel in the Divine Boat…

You just watch as they show up at the enemy’s doorstep with a nuclear warhead-equipped aircraft carrier, yelling “Don’t interfere; we are just here to find someone,” to a powerful Universe species.

It would be strange if nothing happened.

But Lu Ping’an’s group didn’t have the luxury of time to watch the excitement.

“An offer you can’t refuse?”

A commission issued directly by the Ancient City Official lay before Lu Ping’an, a dispatch order to the Exotic Realm, yet that excessive bounty was intricately connected.