I'm a crispy college student? It’s really hard to kill the whole network!

Chapter 264: Differentiation of the Classes

"Dad, why are you being so polite to this poor guy?"

Dong Wu also stood next to Dong Mingyuan.

He originally thought that Dong Mingyuan would be able to drive Wu Bin out after he came.

Who would have thought that when Dong Mingyuan saw Wu Bin and the others, instead of getting angry, he greeted them with a smile.

This made Dong Wu very confused.

This shouldn’t be the case. Dad is not usually like this.

Dong Mingyuan glared at Dong Wu.

"Everyone who comes is a guest. If I am not polite to Wu Bin, should I be polite to you?"

"Is this how I usually teach you to treat guests?"

Dong Wu was so suddenly scolded by Dong Mingyuan that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Didn’t you always teach me not to talk to these poor guys?
Did I do something wrong.

Dong Wu was not a fool. Seeing that Dong Mingyuan's attitude towards Wu Bin was obviously wrong, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Dong Mingyuan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Wu Bin. I'm busy with work and have neglected my son's education. Please don't blame me."

Wu Bin quickly waved his hands and said it was okay.

Wu Bin was confused and thought that this family was quite strange.

The son is like a reckless man, and the father is like a fox, both are hard to figure out.

Dong Mingyuan exchanged a few words with a few people and then went upstairs.

After all, Dong Yue is the protagonist of today's birthday party. It is enough for him to show up and not steal the limelight from Dong Yue.

What's more, since I, as an elder, am present here, these youngsters will naturally not be able to move freely when they play later.

"Brother, that uncle is weird."

Wu Bin also thought Dong Mingyuan was strange just now, but he had no clue.

Now hearing what Zhu Ling said, Wu Bin couldn't help but become interested.

"What's weird?"

Zhu Ling tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "He has the blood of another dragon in him. He should be a slave of a certain dragon."

Dragon slave?

The first thing Wu Bin thought of was the corpses in the cave.

Wu Bin frowned and asked, "Isn't Long Nu a dead body? But I think the uncle just now was a living person."

Zhu Ling rolled his eyes at Wu Bin and said, "Dragon slaves don't refer specifically to dead bodies, but are a special type, one of the nine soldiers."

Wu Bin became even more confused.

"What are the Nine Soldiers?"

Zhu Ling patiently explained: "Every dragon's wish is to ascend to the divine realm and become a dragon god."

"But before ascending, a lot of preparation needs to be done."

"If the dragons were to do these preparations themselves, it would be difficult to accomplish even if it took hundreds or thousands of years."

"But it would be much more convenient if it were handed over to other races."

"So in order to better control all other races, each dragon will divide the races that serve them into different levels."

"They are the three dukes, six ministers, and nine soldiers."

"The nine soldiers are: escort, followers, generals, soldiers, engineers, technicians, servants, slaves, and corpses."

"Long Nu ranks second to last among the Nine Soldiers. It is a very low-ranking status."

Listening to Zhu Ling's eloquent talk, Wu Bin was completely dumbfounded.

Although I have heard from Dr. Jin before that the dragon clan once ruled over all other clans, this division of labor is too clear and detailed!

Wu Bin couldn't help but ask, "Are you saying that every dragon has its own three dukes, six ministers, and nine soldiers?"

Zhu Ling shook his head.

"Only the orthodox dragon race is qualified to be divided into different levels. Sub-dragons and pseudo-dragons are not qualified." "Then do you have this qualification?"

Wu Bin asked curiously.

"Yes, I have."

Zhu Ling said proudly: "I am Yanbi, a real little fire dragon!"

"It's just that I was sealed in the Aoyu Cave not long after I was born, so I haven't had time to develop my own power yet."

"Yes, I can find some servants, so that they can make money to buy me lots of delicious food!"

Wu Bin had a headache.

He immediately corrected Zhu Ling's dangerous idea.

"Zhu Ling, don't mess around. We humans are in charge now, and Dragon Country also has the Ninth Division secretly supervising everything."

"If you really go to the streets to catch a dragon slave, don't blame me for not helping you then."

Zhu Ling tilted his head and thought for a moment, then began to ponder seriously.

"You have a point. You can buy me something to eat anyway, so I'll just bear with it for now."

Wu Bin couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Zhu Ling, this little foodie, wants to eat everything he sees and has a huge appetite.

She can barely afford to support herself, and yet she still says she’s been wronged, right?
Wu Bin suddenly thought of something and asked, "Does this Nine Soldiers you mentioned require any ritual or something? Or do you have any means to control others?"

Zhu Ling took a bite of the chicken leg and said calmly, "Nine soldiers are different from each other. It's not like you can just give a title to anyone you want. There are conditions that must be met."

"For example, the Dragon General has certain requirements for the opponent's mental strength and physical fitness. It is best if he is a general on the battlefield. Such a person is most qualified to become a Dragon General."

"As for dragon slaves, it's much simpler. After all, a dragon slave only needs to be loyal to you, so you only need to mark the weaker tribes with the dragon slave mark, and it will obey your command at any time."

In order to let Wu Bin understand more intuitively, Zhu Ling looked at a pet dog in the distance and then made a gesture to it.

Wu Bin could clearly feel that Zhu Ling, who had just stood next to him, had a different aura all of a sudden.

The pet dog stared at Zhu Ling with its eyes wide open, as if it had lost its soul.

After a few seconds, Zhu Ling said, "Okay."

Wu Bin was a little confused.

"What do you mean, that's all?"

Zhu Ling nodded.

"Yeah, this dog will listen to me no matter what I say now."

In order to verify his own strength, Zhu Ling directly said, "Sit down."

The pet dog sat down obediently.

"Get down."

The pet dog lay down obediently again.

“Jump into the pool.”

As soon as Zhu Ling finished speaking, the pet dog jumped into the swimming pool without hesitation, like crazy!
"Fuck, whose dog is this? Why is he jumping into the swimming pool without keeping a leash on it?"

"It's really too dirty, do you have any manners?"

The dog owner quickly ran over, fished out the pet dog that had fallen into the water, and apologized.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm really sorry. I don't know what happened to my dog. He is usually afraid of water!"

Zhu Ling watched this scene with great interest.

After all, all this was caused by her, so she really enjoyed watching this kind of excitement.

Wu Bin also didn't expect that the so-called dragon clan was so powerful.

"That means as long as you can turn anyone into a dragon slave, that person will be loyal to you and only listen to you?"

Zhu Ling curled her lips and said, "It's not that simple. You only have the qualifications to control her, but you don't know what she is thinking."

(End of this chapter)