Chapter 1931: Chapter 1925 Tomb Guardian

Lu Ping’an held the reins, pioneering the pathway.

But it is destined to be the successors who truly enrich it.

His journey had reached a certain height, looking back felt impossible and pointless. The ones to expand the path he walked into a grand avenue are destined to be the successors.

At the same time, they are also destined to open branches that even he could not have imagined.

More professional abilities… or rather, the “potential” of life, are the fruits borne on countless branches.

And these harvests can, in turn, feedback to Lu Ping’an, providing him with more possibilities and depth.

Lu Ping’an was able to grow to this height in just a few decades due to the trait of his “life” playing its role. In fact, he has continuously shared the evolution of other lives… Of course, as a price, this evolution is mostly catalyzed by Lu Ping’an’s abilities.

At this moment, the “heroes” of the world are undertaking the harsh fate of doomsday saviors. During this process, the sparks and possibilities they ignite are destined to become the nutrition for Lu Ping’an.

Lu Ping’an’s “life win-win” route, after passing through the initial weak period, has been growing at a considerable speed.

“Another hero template……”

If Lu Ping’an ignored that little bunny, it might develop into an “evolution template for a redemption hero”… Considering the death rate of similar redemption expeditions and the overwhelming sense of guilt, it should shape vanguard soldiers similar to berserkers.

But after Lu Ping’an’s intervention, it resulted in feedback of a “tenacious life,” a traditional hero advancement template of charging forward with love and courage… After all, many have nuanced views on what makes a hero, and “the cockroach that can’t be killed” is, in a sense, quite a positive evaluation.

“Even a weaker, replicated version of this possibility would still be very popular.”

Although his body remained in the mortal world, Lu Ping’an inexplicably seemed to look far into the distance.

With Lu Ping’an present, this evolutionary possibility is destined not to be a solitary document.

Pioneers may have a lot of advantages and fit advantages, but successors can take it as one piece of a further puzzle… Many pragmatic professionals may even specialize in an occupation just for a particular professional ability or trait, which is not inherently wrong.

After all, it’s likely that your path requires these “pragmatic foundations” to establish its base.

The flexibility and extensibility of the extraordinary system of professionals have led to an extremely high ceiling.

At this time, many “heroes” still return to the courtyard, unequivocally (replicating) selling their advancement paths and occupational knowledge for more life-points… The newly created occupational paths are full of blanks, and these well-accumulated warriors and new warriors, with different foundations, often blossom into various flowers.

After obtaining the life-points, they often prepare to leave and will consume most of them before doing so.

The greatest priority is still to buy “knowledge”….. Intelligent creatures exchange wisdom and experience through knowledge, essentially sharing the possibility of progress.

This process effectively equates to the indirect exchange of “occupational templates,” leading to countless branches and possibilities under the original “prototype.”

Through a series of survival of the fittest, what ultimately takes shape will be a stable occupational career path.

Other paths have similar situations, but Lu Ping’an’s “trading platform” greatly shortens this time and consumption.

“…Thankfully, not too far.”

Lu Ping’an was a bit surprised, having initially prepared for an expedition, yet reached his destination, the so-called great graveyard, in just a few days.

The lamp can only guide the direction, and Lu Ping’an was prepared for a long journey and to “die” en route.

“That’s because this is not the only great graveyard but the closest one… Hello, esteemed guest, Savior Deity of the Ark.”

As soon as they stepped in, this three-person team was immediately received by the local master.

Still, it was an old man, somewhat resembling a feline.

It’s just that his eyebrows, skin, and claws are all wrinkled into a ball, like an undeveloped furball.

An overly subtle puffy body left even Lu Ping’an unable to discern his age and face… But the unique contradiction between soul and flesh that is characteristic of a tomb guardian was very apparent to Lu Ping’an.

This was a medium-sized farm, and contrary to expectations of desolation, there was even some human presence here.

“No need to be so polite, I’m just a visitor… Interested in boarding? For someone like you, I’ll extend special privileges.”

Lu Ping’an bluntly stated, getting straight to the point.

“If possible… I have around a hundred people here, and if it drags on till next week, there might only be seventy, the state is quite poor recently.”

As the old man in front of him spoke, Lu Ping’an could feel numerous gazes around, making it seem as if they were being watched by the locals.

And when he looked back… a group of elderly men and women who couldn’t harm a fly, making it hard to raise any vigilance.

“I can help extend your lives a bit… Uh, looks like the points aren’t enough, pick out the ones about to die.”

Lu Ping’an sighed; some things don’t need words. Having arrived here, a quick sweep was enough to understand everything.

This place indeed was a great graveyard, both a “graveyard of knowledge” and a “tomb of the gravekeepers.”

Lu Ping’an had always wondered if gravekeepers, a short-lived race, could really safeguard those “forbidden knowledge”? According to the Foxmen, they each kept a portion while collecting more, like small seeds scattered across the world.

But doing so, under the premise that gravekeepers generally have a lifespan of fewer than a dozen years, could inadvertently end abruptly.

“Every great graveyard will reclaim the relics of gravekeepers; this is our main task.”

“It’s not just that, is it?”

“Yes, and also their… Knowledge Bones.”

What made Lu Ping’an sigh was the source of the farm’s fertility, the countless “bones” beneath the fields.

The doubts he had were answered; it wasn’t just the “oil lamps” filling the houses that passed on knowledge.

In this world, “consciousness and knowledge” are hard to dissipate on their own, like a poison, cursed knowledge erodes its holders continuously, and after death, it naturally dissipates as slowly as heavy metal.

Lu Ping’an looked at the fertile land; underneath, those countless “gravekeeper’s bones” might be the true inheritance of this world.

“The gravekeepers are guarding their own graves…”