How Am I Still Alive?-Chapter 1821 - 1817: Local God

"Can we change the sign?"

"Uh, we’ve already stocked the goods. How about next time?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Next time? Next time, you’ll have stocked the goods again, and it’ll be too late..."

Having been outplayed by his subordinates, Lu Ping’an could only sigh and keep working honestly.

This is Holy Sword City, or rather the Sodier Holy Sword Fallen Land, once one of the ancient battlegrounds, now the capital of Red Dragon Country.

After failing to seek deities along the way, Lu Ping’an arrived at the anticipated rest stop, the largest city in the region, the capital of one country.

It’s said that there’s an Ancient Sword Spirit as the guardian here, making it the safest and most prosperous city in the region.....

"Wow, what a big city!!"

"Can buildings be this tall? Will they really not collapse?"

"So many people, so many people, hold onto me, don’t get lost."

The tiny team was quite shocked; they spent the first half of their lives in small mountain villages and were now stunned by these four or five-story towers, and roads wide enough for four carriages to travel side by side.

As for Lu Ping’an personally, he was feeling a bit peculiar...

"What a rural place, uh, it smells bad. Indeed, when there are too many people, if the sewage isn’t built well, it’s fatal, and then there are so many animals..."

With sharp senses, Lu Ping’an felt very uncomfortable in this "medieval" capital city, wanting to turn around and run.

"Probably, only tens of thousands of people... is this the capital?"

But he had no choice.

"Really, can’t we change the name....."

Looking at the square characters of the "Peace Shop" in front of him, Lu Ping’an felt rather helpless.

His people had already arrived here ahead of him, naturally buying the shop to do trade, and just the foreign goods alone were quite popular in this city.

Not to mention anything else, even just necessities like "clothing" could make the local nobles and knights actively come and buy.

However, seeing "Peace Brand" once again in an exotic realm made Lu Ping’an’s feelings quite complicated.

Especially when he sensed "faith" from it, he felt even more peculiar.

"Faith, in this world, is also hard to dissipate. It seems that sound waves aren’t the only thing difficult to disappear..."

Lu Ping’an even felt that perhaps local deities could gain more from believers.

But at this point, it was already too late to change the sign... This wasn’t the only stronghold for Rebirth Commerce; such shops had now spread everywhere, and Lu Ping’an even felt that too much faith being poured in was giving him a bit of the urge to become the God of Commerce.

"Perhaps, becoming so-called faith gods in this world might be quite easy....."

Condense the expectations and prayers of all beings, turn them into divine positions and divine thrones, and then just sit on them.

However, the world wouldn’t recognize you, so the intensity would be quite peculiar....

"This might be a simple way to become immortal.... Wait, I get a bit why there are so many heroic epics here."

There are heroic epics everywhere, where heroes are slaying gods and demons in their stories. Perhaps they are using this method to harvest faith, becoming conceptual beings.

So perhaps these so-called epic heroes still live in the mortal world....

"It’s somewhat like the mythological era, the era of coexisting gods and mortals."

Lu Ping’an opened his eyes, and this time, he saw many "targets."

But because there were too many, he didn’t know where to start.

He looked to the north, where the Royal Capital was, also the place where belief was most concentrated.

"Queen Solona...."

It’s said that this lady is a descendant of the Ancient Sword Spirit, a genuine demigod.

Lu Ping’an didn’t rush to find her... Anyway, even if the monk could escape, the temple couldn’t; even if the queen could escape, the palace couldn’t. Lu Ping’an planned to stroll around the Royal Capital first.

At least he wanted to check the management condition of his own industry.

"Little guys, interested in visiting my home?"

"Your home? Brother is from the Royal Capital?!"

"How could that be? Aren’t all Royal Capital folks nose-up, looking down on us country people? How could it....."

These little guys’ laments were quite peculiar, but none of them doubted Lu Ping’an.

Lu Ping’an also tried to acquire some tuning forks, but the peculiarity was that it was always impossible to activate their functions, as if he had only obtained a batch of fake tools.

From the feedback of other companions, it was quite similar; although everyone’s abilities had clearly increased, the secrets of this land remained shrouded in clouds.

In fact, the team was getting a bit anxious, almost considering an Ascension to Godhood to forcefully link it.....

"Don’t rush, forming a deity in this world might end up being a trap...."

Lu Ping’an still didn’t stop collecting tuning forks and local curse techniques; he needed more guidance.

Exchanging intelligence with other deities and Churches also yielded no clear progress, but since no deity had opted out, it indirectly reflected that everyone actually reaped benefits, at least, they were optimistic about this world’s future.

But it seemed that the entire country was too small, and explorers from all directions hadn’t obtained meaningful rewards.

However, some areas seemed to be in war....

"Does the original plan still need to be executed...."

Originally, Lu Ping’an’s group planned to develop in a remote area, a kingdom, directly or indirectly control the Royal Family, bringing the whole country into their company’s system.

Afterwards, whether doing trade or arms dealing, it would be very easy.

But now, this world was too peaceful, causing Rebirth Commerce, which is "Order Neutral," to hesitate.

This wasn’t due to an extreme plan setter; rather, it’s because after witnessing too many wars, planners never expected such a pure world.

Lu Ping’an walked down the street, and business opportunities were everywhere.

The transportation here was still primitive livestock-drawn carts; the so-called carriages didn’t even have shock-absorbing devices, and Lu Ping’an felt an ache looking at the bouncing cart drivers.

With a slight modification, he could easily provide comfortable low-cost vehicles.

The same applied to clothes, and food as well, which were too primitive and roughly processed; even with the same materials, Lu Ping’an could still produce more cost-effective products.... If there was no interference, he could easily crush this world’s economy, even achieving monopoly.

He was hesitating whether to go all out, first "acquire" this capital city from a commercial standpoint, then use economic means to control the local Royal Family, making them his puppets....

"Your Excellency, deity from an exotic realm..."

But before Lu Ping’an could make a decision, the other party finally reached out to him.

However, the implicit meaning in the other party’s words was rather overwhelming...

"...the incredibly powerful God of Slaughter, please spare the people of our country; we are willing to offer tribute to you."

The Guardian God of this country, the legendary Ancient Sword Spirit, seemed like an unwilling local wealthy man facing a bully.

"God of Slaughter? Me? Haha, I am the Peace God..."

"On you, there are at least a hundred ancient gods’ laments."

Alright, now Lu Ping’an knew why he couldn’t find any local deities.