Chapter 1928: Chapter 1922 Promise

The god statue transformed into a living being, and the deity descended to the mortal realm, becoming an ordinary “mortal”.

“This feeling is a bit peculiar.”

Lu Ping’an completed his first God’s Descent, or rather, it was only when his courtyard reached the true specifications of a Divine Kingdom not long ago that he gained the qualification for remote God’s Descent.

Ultimately, God’s Descent is “high-dimensional” interfering with “low-dimensional”, and if your rank isn’t high enough, you can’t use it.

To use an inappropriate yet realistic metaphor, God’s Descent is like a hacker hijacking a zombie computer to create a puppet; if your host’s computing power isn’t enough, you technically can’t manage it.

It’s somewhat like the Divine Brush Maliang painting reality; when you yourself are a character within the painting, you don’t have the ability. Only by jumping out of the painting, with enough computing support (Divine Kingdom), can you use your will to interfere with the mortal realm, using the keystones of the mortal realm as a carrier to shape a divine body and complete God’s Descent.

“So fragile… yet not so fragile.”

These seemingly contradictory words were the reality of this even more contradictory body.

Just looking at physical strength, it’s completely a weakling, maybe not even reaching the physical strength of a third-tier battle-profession. In this world, even a “warrior” with a fighting spirit would surpass him in just one week.

However, as a consciousness aggregate of a high-dimensional being, this body possesses “divinity”.

This trait, like an “outsider to the painting”, grants it a certain degree of privilege to transcend reality.

At this moment, Lu Ping’an instead began to understand more the difference between Quasi-God and Deity, which might not only lie in “specifications”, but more so in the qualitative change from quantitative accumulation, and that high-dimensional crushing of low-dimensional.

“It’s like a powerful computer crushing an ancient antique machine in computing power…”

The difference in quality and quantity is not absolute; the crushing of the mortal realm by the Deity is both a crushing of quality and quantity.

And in this current state, without several bargaining chips in hand, Lu Ping’an instead understood these subtle changes more and more.

“Snap!”

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

This was a Life Point, yet it was the materialization of this power… Only at this point did Lu Ping’an truly gain full ability to utilize “Life Points”.

He looked at the “old man” who did not have much time left and walked over. Just one glance and he clearly saw its essence.

“Very bad….”

The Time Poison had eroded his body, but what truly made him beyond saving was the “curse of the world”.

Perhaps, these tomb guardians, not only had a terrible physical state, but were also plagued with calamities, worthy of being called the broom star despised by the world.

“I’m sorry, right now I can’t completely save you.”

As a “Deity”, Lu Ping’an spoke these words of helpless reality.

Affected bodies are one thing, but as long as the world’s “curse” remains in this world, even the deity’s true body cannot save them.

Lu Ping’an looked up and vaguely sensed infinite malice.

This world might be the “mortal heaven” he had experienced, yet in a certain sense, it was the most severe and cruel.

At this moment, the old man’s face showed despair; he knew the one before him was a “Supreme God’s Avatar”, if even he couldn’t save him, what about himself as a tomb guardian….

“But saving your life is not difficult.”

Saying that, Lu Ping’an directly tossed that Life Coin.

The coin instantly dissolved, turning into tiny shimmering droplets, merging into the old man’s body.

Only to save a life, even Lu Ping’an now had plenty of means, the most straightforward being his “deferred payment” which could even attempt to forcibly separate his “Time Poison”, extending his life limit.

But reaching this point, he instead had a more effective method.

That faint golden glow turned into liquid, merging into the old man’s body and began repairing his physical form.

A Life Point only counts as one day of life? In reality, that was Lu Ping’an in the past, using it too poorly.

Life Points are “conceptualized life energy”, and back then, when Lu Ping’an used them to invest in low-level magic plants, the Life Points had to be degraded at least twice, turning into “low-level Life Curse Power”, to be absorbed by them.

Considering Lu Ping’an’s strength and control at that time, not to mention wasting ninety percent of the power, the numbers behind that nine hundred ninety-nine were unknown to be how many decimal places, completely using gold as sand.

In this regard, the most obvious is when the courtyard absorbed a rule-level item, only providing feedback of several hundred Life Points, that was a “God’s Keystone”, enough to show the value of Life Points.

Now, with this Life Coin fully dissolved, Lu Ping’an fully controlled it… this was enough life to recreate a mortal.

“I, I…”

The old man felt all the pain in his body disappear, feeling much lighter, suddenly feeling several years younger… Such a comfortable feeling, he only had in his childhood.

Yet Lu Ping’an shook his head, he still saw the rapid loss of life force, and the lethal Time Poison.

“Since the source of the poison is still within the body, deferred payment is meaningless…. unless the other party is willing to abandon knowledge, but Lu Ping’an knew, that was basically impossible.

“Three months, you have three months, then you will revert to your previous state.”

Yet the old man, frightened by Lu Ping’an shaking his head thinking he will die instantly, showed a joyful expression.

“Three more months, then I can entrust my belongings…”

The calm and sincere words moved even the God of Life.

“This life should not end here…”

The Master of Life gave his promise.

“Three months is enough for you to reach my territory, and if you enter it, knowledge and civilization will be wealth instead of poison.”

Seeing the old man still hesitating, Lu Ping’an added.

“Your death signifies the end of civilization and heritage…. I will take you away. If thereafter you intend to rebuild civilization, inherit history, I will also give you a piece of land.”

The words of a Deity are a promise, but mortals dare not easily trust.

Lu Ping’an was not in a hurry either, the persuasiveness of words was always limited, let them see the action.

Until now, he hadn’t even looked at what the heritage was, presumably some history, documents, things of the sort.

Having reached this point, he really didn’t lack for such things, even if some exotic technologies and ancient knowledge appeared, it wasn’t a big deal.

He instead valued these tomb guardians more.

“Life… The value of life.” As Divine Right and concept merged, in Lu Ping’an’s eyes, their weakness was resplendent treasures.

Since they chose the path, exchanging life for “civilization’s heritage”, as the “God of Life Value”, Lu Ping’an should respond.

If this is the price of becoming a Deity, then Lu Ping’an is willing to pay it.

But in reality, he still underestimated this world, underestimated their foundations, underestimated this relentless heritage they continued with countless lives.