How Am I Still Alive?
Chapter 1353

The Art of Hosting

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"Still in the north?"

Lu PingAn withdrew the needle that had been pointing north and swaying continuously. All he could do now was gaze toward the target from afar.

After confirming that even the Eye of Truth could not locate the target, the traditional "divine power trait detection" radar remained an effective method in most situations.

What it actually pointed toward was not divinity, but "the strongest source of contamination." In most cases, if there were gods, divine artifacts, or the like nearby, it would definitely point toward them first.

Although its lack of stability was common knowledge among Professionals, that was also what gave it its extreme sensitivity over a vast range. It could always find something. But from another perspective, it often led Professionals straight to the strongest local fiend. Blindly following it could practically be called a "death compass."

"...Something feels off."

After getting rid of an assassin, Lu PingAn should have been able to relax a little, but he still felt that something was wrong.

"Isn't it just a God's Relic?"

Lu PingAn did not take it too seriously. Having consumed World Origin fragments before, he valued this fragment that contained divine authority and world rules, but he had never treated it as some priceless treasure.

"...Wait, this isn't Mercury 42. Uh, have I gotten too spoiled by the otherworld? On Earth, people would fight to the death over a single Rule-level Weapon. A fragment left behind by a god... They'll fight themselves bloody over it."

Lu PingAn sighed. Earth's "rat race" was even more absurd. In the outer realms, ascending to godhood could earn the world's support, while on Earth, it would probably mean all kinds of God Wars and bitter struggles. Any incident involving the "Rule-level" was a major event.

Countless Quasi-Rules would seek

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