"All the way Peace" Lu PingAn might not have been well-known in the circles of the higher-ups. Being too young, he had not even entered the sights of many veteran demigods. But within the Eastern Kingdom's strategic evaluations, he was already no less valuable than any loyalist demigod.
"Becoming a Professional with no threat to your life? You've got to be kidding."
"It's not completely without cost. If you're lucky, it costs a year of your lifespan. If you're unlucky, three to five years."
"And that counts as a cost?!"
The Eastern Kingdom soldiers and commoners who had arrived in this world were all stunned upon learning the news.
Then, without hesitation, they became Professionals. Compared to taking control of their own fate and gaining power, such "Costs" meant nothing.
Lu PingAn's existence alone increased the feasibility of the entire strategy by at least thirty percent.
In fact, according to their internal resolutions, merely being able to mass-produce Professionals through repeated trips would be enough for the Eastern Kingdom authorities to protect this world at any cost.
Yes, this world. As for Lu PingAn himself... he had already surpassed the range in which he could be protected. Still, among the Eastern Kingdom's high-level combatants, no one would be foolish enough to provoke him. That would be truly damaging the nation's interests.
But he was no canary content to remain in a cage, nor had he reached the stage where he could sit comfortably in an office and obtain everything he wanted.
"...There are too many dead. In my eyes, the sea has turned red."
This was Lu PingAn's first time coming into contact with the Fishmen's main front, and it gave him quite a shock.
This was completely different from the previous battlefields. The main battlefield was neither on land