Cultivating and honing one's skills was part of a Professional's daily routine, but some things were the Great Way.
As a demigod, Lu PingAn had made up for many gaps in his knowledge, but more directly, more paths of evolution had begun opening before him.
If an entity was seen by outsiders as a god, bore a title that sounded like a god's, and possessed the mighty power of a god, was it truly a god?
"No, I'm not. I'm merely a mortal."
Lu PingAn frowned. He disliked the term "god," because it reminded him of another timeline: lofty statues of deities that did nothing, yet enjoyed the offerings of incense and worship.
He had been born into an ordinary East Country family, and had naturally been a materialist atheist. He had even written several critical articles about primitive beliefs while in university.
That was why, after arriving in this timeline, he viewed gods and superhumans with a great deal of pragmatism and realism.
"I worship you and serve you. What can you bring me?"
"My body can work for you, but my mind will always remain free."
"Uh, I still have to serve you after death? What kind of Huang Shiren is this?"
In Lu PingAn's eyes, the gods of this world were merely somewhat stronger beings.
It was also this understanding that had made his power system fundamentally incompatible with this world's usual style from the very beginning.
From the start, he had regarded gods and churches as another version of "bosses" and "companies." That mindset was what gave rise to the Courtyard and his own organizational structure.
"Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?"
The classic three questions were a good way to find one's future direction when one was lost.
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