How Am I Still Alive?
Chapter 1983: 1977: Assimilate

Chapter 1983: Chapter 1977: Assimilate

“Is this deception?”

“No, I just didn’t tell the whole truth…”

Lu Ping’an’s promise, that twisted “special academics for big money” advertisement, was quite effective.

Of course, more directly effective were the special cases introduced by Lu Ping’an.

“Join our training class and with enough talent and effort, you can become a third or fourth-tier extraordinary professional, earning at least a million in the Eastern Country.”

Lu Ping’an’s “false advertising” essentially predicted the outcome in advance.

The training would typically take three to four years… but Lu Ping’an poured resources into it, enabling a sophomore to become a third or fourth-tier professional in just a few short months.

This wasn’t exactly forcing growth… well, considering the “Life-points” he consumed, there was indeed a sense of life being overdrawn.

He urgently catalyzed some sophomore talents, accelerated the progression of some third and fourth-year graduates, and directly placed them into work… or rather internships.

Numerous variety shows and TV shows repeatedly featured them, quickly becoming a hot topic, portraying these “new recruits'” lives and treatment as if an ordinary person had entered the extraordinary world.

Their hard work, their life-risking professional training was placed in front of the citizens… and when the income statements showing at least ten times the local wages appeared, everything was rewarded.

Is this remuneration too high? It truly isn’t, because after deducting “costs”, the necessary expenditures on the path to becoming a strong professional, their guaranteed salary is indeed this steep.

“Through this method, he seems to have turned the entire ancient city into his own foundation…”

“Can he manage it?”

Criticism always existed, but Lu Ping’an calmly implemented the reforms.

The new education, training, and employment system had been finalized, and a large number of job opportunities were presented… this posed no difficulty for Lu Ping’an, who now possessed the Silver Fortress.

His regular operations and talent replacement far exceeded these few thousand recruits.

But the lifestyle of these people was enough to shock the entire city.

The new recruits followed the veterans, undergoing various combat training… the scenery of merely the courtyard continent displayed a fusion of countless exotic landscapes.

The various combat experiences, the postures of various exotic realm residents, and the competitive culture among various wisdom beings… citizens also realized that if you don’t do something, there are plenty of beastmen eager to do it.

The true reform has just begun.

The pond has been opened, the fish thrown in, competition has begun, and everything has started to become lively.

“61%…”

Human will is perhaps the most determined and yet the most fragile thing in the world,

The ratio of “liberal arts and sciences” division directly illustrated the amazing effect of this wave of publicity.

Some people’s hearts have been moved, and they have started to take action, and the choices of these “children” also meant Lu Ping’an’s reform had no turning back.

He himself was not in a hurry; his courtyard and his exotic territory posed no pressure, even if he consumed the entire manpower of the ancient city.

In a sense, this homeland had already become his Earthly Divine Kingdom.

He was reforming.

He was rewriting reality.

He was bringing the world he envisioned into reality.

He was proving his reason… no, he was materializing his reason and gradually constructing his own world.

“Every life is my wager…”

At some unknown time, a vague figure appeared above the ancient city.

He, or rather It, silently watched the multitude of lives below.

Perhaps no one expected that the special zone silently permitted by Wanjing, sparked by Lu Ping’an’s whim, would eventually become the “Path of Proof” for the God of Life.

In reality, no one would think of such a thing… Lu Ping’an was vaguely reaching the strength of a deity, but indeed did not conduct an Ascension Ceremony like those Order Gods.

It, actually, was not necessary.

Not even one knows what would happen if a true “Tenth-order God” held a Path of Proof ceremony on the ground.

“I have become more stable, more complete…”

The Ascension Ceremony is the process in which deities weave their own divine kingdom, and when faced with an empty “void,” the world would enter as an investor with additional investment.

But Lu Ping’an already had his “complete divine kingdom,” filled to the brim, so he didn’t need “external investment.”

Thus, naturally, this power flowed into the ancient city… it seemed there, too, became an area Lu Ping’an could freely manipulate as his Earthly Divine Domain.

“Order, no, my world’s reason, has become more stable.”

How to interpret life has always been the test paper of the God of Life, and now, having gradually verified all this, Lu also began to truly master authority, rather than become part of it… he was approaching, even surpassing, ordinary deities, advancing towards a higher level of existence.

“They… no, every individual, will be my path.”

The God Above Gods is a high-dimensional existence, or rather a conceptual existence, which in a sense, can even be considered a phenomenon or a natural disaster.

And now, Lu Ping’an, for the first time, contacted this possibility.

“The continuation of life has always been my answer.”

He began to make up lessons for himself.

“Lu Ping’an’s restaurant classroom… what the heck.”

Lu Ping’an appeared on TV, but as a rather peculiar culinary show.

He taught how adding a little “flavoring agent” could turn ordinary rice into Spirit Rice (limited to the Divine Realm of the ancient city).

He taught the various materials and resources necessary for the growth of extraordinary individuals, stating the cliché “eat well to advance faster”… but in truth, this was “Divine Word,” the rule formulated by the principal in this region.

Suddenly, a stream appeared in the river of the ancient city, carrying slightly “contaminated” spiritual water.

This was Lu Ping’an’s “contamination,” but it was the life source he bestowed.

He somewhat understood why so many creations and transformed architectures in his courtyard appeared in the form of “springs” and “lakes,” because water was originally the source of life.

“Ordinary people drinking this water will find it easier to become professionals, and professionals will be more stable, and simultaneously, find it easier to advance…”

Gazing at it with the mortal’s highest-tier Spirit Vision would reveal this “water source” as water without origin… if a deity gazed upon it, one would see the source at the city’s zenith was Lu Ping’an’s “Origin.”

In a sense, this river was a part of Lu Ping’an.

And a part of him, therefore, circulated through the life of the entire city.

He is the city, and the city is him… every citizen gradually became his cells.

This isn’t erosion, nor is it transformation; it is a concept of “existence.” Lu Ping’an doesn’t need erosion from the material universe, their behavior, their evolution is his evolution itself.