Chapter 122 - 122 105 Simple Life

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Chapter 122 of "How Am I Still Alive?" opens showing suspense: 122: Chapter 105 Simple Life 122: Chapter 105 Simple Life “Well, they’ve agreed, they should... Continue the adventure!

122: Chapter 105 Simple Life 122: Chapter 105 Simple Life “Well, they’ve agreed, they should join the Special Service Squadron Team. Lululu senior sister, three Lulus, that’s right, they should probably request an internship soon, so don’t forget to take it. Huh? There’s no such name? Um, let me call again later…” After hanging up the phone, Lu Ping’an let out a helpless sigh. Due to some minor accidents, Lu Ping’an’s plan to join the Golden Mutual Aid Society had been put on hold, but his primary goal had been achieved. He had obtained the “Gardener’s Information” prepared by the other party and the contact methods of several teachers from the Logistics Department. However, remembering Professor Wen’s performance in the interview, Lu Ping’an decided to take it slow and not get involved with a crazy old man’s pursuit, which would be an ugly sight. Having taken care of the matters at hand, he strolled through the campus, feeling relaxed for the first time. As he walked, he casually sat down by the stadium and watched a group of smelly basketball players playing. “Haha, that didn’t even go in! So bad.” “Stop him! Tsk, three against one and still can’t win, useless.” As a result, he was surrounded by a group of big guys with his habitual swearing. “If you can do better, go ahead!” So, he went on and played until dark. Turns out, it feels great to play since he hasn’t played basketball after falling ill. Moreover, after completing the “Three-in-One,” Lu Ping’an’s hardware is not worse than these sophomores and juniors in terms of coordination and comprehensive abilities. At least he can easily dunk. “Not bad, how about going to Blue Bay to continue? It’s still sunny there.” The sky has darkened, and these people haven’t planned to leave. They want to go to a place with a sunny beach to continue playing. Having satisfied his basketball cravings, Lu Ping’an declined cheerfully, and they exchanged contact details, promising to fight again next time. “…So, it seems like they’re just ordinary college students…” Sitting on the stadium’s illuminated stands, Lu Ping’an didn’t seem to be in a hurry. When the matters at hand finally came to an end, he felt relaxed and a bit lost for the first time. He even wanted to roll around here, lying like a salted fish until dawn. “It sounds as if you’re not an ordinary college student. Aren’t students supposed to be carefree, waiting for the night to pass and the sun to rise?” “What? So, Big Cat, you also had a college life?” “I got a Ph.D. in your world. It was a not-so-bad memory. Unfortunately, some of my classmates have died, and some have already entered history books…” Another group of college students arrived. They played under the lights, and Lu Ping’an watched with interest. This time, they seemed to be younger, playing Martial Ball, which was not limited in abilities. It was more entertaining and more chaotic. Even without deliberately collecting information, he noticed that these “ordinary college students” were still some distance from the opponents he had encountered in battle. “Now there should only be sophomores (original freshmen) and juniors left on campus. It seems that not all of them have completed the Black Iron Transformation? So basically, are they first-tier? Or not from the close combat system, is this the standard of ordinary students of Ancient City University…” Thinking about it, Lu Ping’an shook his head, as his recent days had made him accustomed to assessing opponents’ combat power. He sat on the sparsely populated stadium seats, having waves of conversation with the Big Cat. He was killing time because the two members of the Golden Mutual Aid Society were helping him collect more information and purchase some stuff. They would call him when they finished, but it seemed it would be later. He wasn’t in a hurry. This was a rare leisure time and a time for him to pause and think about the future. “Actually, I don’t think I have to join other clubs. I might be better off on my own…” Looking at the small groups of college students below, Lu Ping’an uttered the words of a lone wolf. It wasn’t that he thought one person could handle everything, but he realized that his chances of joining the Golden Mutual Aid Society were most likely gone, and joining a normal club really didn’t hold much meaning for him. “Many of them stick together for warmth, to ensure a smooth growth for their college life, and to secure a better life after graduation…” Recalling the sincere speech of Hua senior sister, Lu Ping’an felt subtle. He couldn’t imagine what he would look like in half a year, nor could he imagine what kind of virtues he would have when he graduated… would he really be able to finish college and graduate normally? The reason why he felt that joining a club was no longer possible was because… “If I join, they’ll be annoyed. It’s going to be hard for them to command me in the future, and I probably won’t listen to any advice…” That’s just the surface, the real main reason is the unspoken fact that everyone knows. The Golden-club, which owes Lu Ping’an a lot, has opened up its connections and resources to Lu Ping’an. So why would he need to go in and be a little brother to mix resources? Taking a step back, he already had the strength to be on par with the president senior sister, and she still owed him a favor. Was she really going to command him? Similarly, after Lu Ping’an showed the reality that he might have someone “backing him,” most ordinary new clubs were basically of little significance to him. Mature big clubs? Didn’t that senior sister mention earlier? The lengthy consideration period and internal hierarchy personnel system. Lu Ping’an doubts that before the time runs out, what will be gone first is his patience. “Big Cat, give some advice. Although I’m sure I won’t listen, it’s still fun to hear.” Lying in his seat, Lu Ping’an casually asked. “Alright, let’s do what I think. First, create a puppet club, turning the people inside into your believers and slaves. Then sign Life and Death Contracts with those who are useful, using the power of the Secret Realm to enhance their strength and use them on the battlefield against the pursuers. The not-so-useful ones will be used as test subjects for your abilities, trying to recall things like that…” Lu Ping’an smacked his lips, not because it seemed too excessive, but because it was a bit subtle… these ideas actually crossed his mind. “Tsk, I’ve actually sunk to thinking on the same wavelength as a cat.” Lu Ping’an sighed. Although this choice was clearly the “best option,” once exposed, he would instantly become public enemy number one, and he might even implicate certain people. “However, the idea is still commendable. Let’s modify the plan a bit. Since my abilities are destined to require ‘partners’ and ‘trading partners,’ let’s start with talent acquisition, finding a small club and puppetizing it… nevermind, it’s too much trouble. I choose to let it go.” Just a brief consideration and extrapolation, Lu Ping’an felt it was too much trouble and gave up his own “conspiracy.” “Since clubs are pretty useless, I’ll just join any when the time comes.” Big Cat didn’t say anything, either. She knew this would be the result from the beginning. As for Lu Ping’an, if it wasn’t something that interested him or threatened his life, he would be too lazy to even add salt to his cooking. But as long as it could increase her chances of survival, she would occasionally be diligent and initiate conversations. “Forget about everything else, you can work on gathering reliable combat power. You know what they say, it takes a village. If that Sophist suddenly appears in front of you, you can at least shake some people.” “Can’t I do that now? Students are probably more useful than special agents.” “But students are easier to deceive… what I mean is, in front of students, you can things. As long as they sign a contract, most of them won’t dare to leak it. The simplest and most useful way to deal with fourth-tier powers is not to enhance your own combat power, but to find a group of capable three or four-tier powers, pair them with your trump card, and eradicate them all at once.” “What bottom card do I have that absolutely needs to be hidden?” “Are you sure you really don’t have one?” Lu Ping’an fell silent, turned his head, and continued to watch the game seriously. After a while, he continued. “…Let’s wait until I become a Contractor. Eh, that seems like I need to become a 2-tier Gardener first. Huh? To be a Contractor I need to be a first-tier Scholar, I’m not even a Zero-order Scholar yet, I have to go back and flip through books… so annoying, forget it, let’s continue being lazy.” At this point, the belated phone call finally came. “What? You’ve brought Professor Wen’s experimental data and notes? How can I say thank you, I’ll be right there!” And when it was really put in front of him, he wasn’t so lazy anymore.

Chapter 122 - 122 105 Simple Life

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