How am I still alive?

Chapter 1805 Layer Cake

Chapter 1805 Thousand Layer Cake

This is not a huge country. According to the standards of Lu Ping'an, it is only about one-fourth or one-fifth the size of a state capital.

If this world is an ocean, then the ancient sword spirit and his country in front of us are probably just a small island on the border.

"We are willing to help you, as long as you don't kill people indiscriminately in our country." It seems that in the eyes of the other party, Lu Ping'an is the killing devil.

But Lu Ping'an never thought of taking action. Even though he could easily plunder everything, it was not his style.

"I need information, information from all aspects," Lu Ping'an sighed. He really was a friendly pacifist, but no one believed him.

He finally understood why he had found nothing in his search.

After writing was monopolized by the so-called gods, many mysteries and information about the world were naturally mastered by the gods.

Lu Ping'an glanced out the window and saw a nervous-looking woman wearing a crown surrounded by guards. Perhaps knowledge and intelligence were still monopolized by the descendants of gods.

Lu Ping'an has already felt the subtleties of this world.

Perhaps it is very rich, but it is quite "pure". The purity is not polluted by knowledge, and the purity of various original ecosystems is not polluted by the environment of intelligent groups.

The world is indeed relatively beautiful, but the premise seems to be overly fertile land and almost unlimited output. However, all this is too unnatural.

But Lu Ping'an always felt that this world was not so simple. Its energy level was very high, and people like him were not suppressed at all. However, he could never find high-level gods or strong men.

Finally, a so-called god was found, and Lu Ping'an needed higher-level intelligence.

"You are asking for information about the world. Are you asking for information about the world above, the world below, or the world above."

Well, as soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Ping'an was a little confused.

It turns out that this is not a simple material world at all, but a three-layer world.

"I see. This matches the previous conflicting intelligence. No wonder the intelligence from all parties is so wrong. They are not talking about the same world."

The three-layer world is not just three floors, but three super-large dimensional worlds that overlap with each other in a sense.

Under normal circumstances, traveling to another world on foot would be a very long distance, or even impossible. For example, to travel from the earth to the heaven, one would have to go through a journey of three thousand countries and experience the torment of many small and medium-sized planes.

If we really want to break it down, I'm afraid this is not a three-layer world, but a world of hundreds or thousands of layers, but the three layers are the largest and have the most special rules.

"This is the earth, the pure earth, the ignorant earth, the rich earth, the earth where heroes are born."

The ancient god, who was like an old ghost, sang a short song to Lu Ping'an with great interest.

Lu is also used to hiding information in poetry. When written records are unrealistic and oral records passed on by word of mouth may turn into rumors, letting bards spread poetry to the countryside is a relatively reliable way of recording.

No wonder the little ones, travelers on the road and even ordinary people would sing a few words. Lu Ping'an always felt that he was out of tune with this world because he couldn't sing. Perhaps there were too many mysteries and history hidden in their songs.

"Top gods, like you, usually live in the heavenly realm or the underground realm. The aboveground realm is the most peaceful and stable world. Although there are some monsters and troubles here, they are all within the tolerance range."

"No wonder I feel this plane is so peaceful, rich, harmonious, and even a pasture of false life."

While he was delighted at the substantial progress he had made, Lu Ping'an was also a little scared. This world was indeed not a simple one. Fortunately, the East Country had not adopted a radical and short-sighted development strategy, otherwise it would have been doomed to intensify conflicts and might even have resorted to guerrilla warfare.

It is no wonder that the Ship of God cannot be found in the outer sky. Perhaps, they do not stop in this plane at all, or, they do not exist in the form of the Ship of God.

At this moment, Lu Ping'an didn't know what to ask.

There are so many vast worlds and possibilities that it is hard to know where to start.

This is like a foreigner coming to a village on Earth. He is not familiar with the land and does not know where to start asking for geographical and cultural information. Even if he knows some, he can hardly use it.

Precisely because words are difficult to exist in this world, the most direct and convenient way of finding information and books is not realistic.

"Go find the dragons. They live a long time and know a lot."

At this moment, Lu Ping'an remembered those "innocent words of children".

Perhaps, compared to the so-called gods whose names are vague in front of us, those ancient species can get more.

"Of course, if they can obtain the gene module of dragon species, they should also have special abilities."

At this moment, Lu Ping'an was not very interested in the ancient sword spirit in front of him, but the other party was very interested in Lu Ping'an.

Such a powerful god actually appeared in the mortal world, and his power was too tempting. No matter what the reason or explanation was, the dying wails of countless powerful gods were the most convincing proof.

"I wonder what your plan is? Can our country help you?"

Lu Ping'an just opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Too many missing and incorrect intelligence items made the original plan very problematic.

Originally, this rich world had too many resources and reserves. Although the species were relatively weak, the various natural resources were also very valuable.

Previously, we planned to set up branches in every corner of the world and engage in cross-border trade.

But now, is it necessary to invest all resources in the so-called land? Isn't this as stupid as building a large chain store in a no-man's land?

The population of the earth world is relatively small, but what about the other two worlds?

Lu Ping patiently inquired about information from other worlds, but what the spirit of the ancient sword knew was not complete. However, just the part that was revealed was worth considering.

The heavenly world is also known as the eternal battlefield and the sleepless kingdom of the gods, while the underground world is, in a sense, the reason why Lu Ping'an came here.

“The Land of the Dead.”

Lu Ping'an asked him how to go to other worlds. This guy sang a bunch of poems, but confused Lu Ping'an.

Lu Ping'an was also certain that this guy might be the supreme patron saint in this small country, but in the whole world he was probably just a local rich man in the countryside.

"It seems that we still have to find the dragon tribe. Uh, do you have any news about dragons?"

Well, this time he didn’t disappoint anyone, and Lu Ping’an finally got some decent news.

"The dragon race, they are messengers of many planes, and they are the only race that can easily transcend the limits of time."