Successors of all mankind

With his appearance.

The entire population of Settlement 386 instantly prostrated themselves in awe.

At this point, only Yu Le and a few others, including the bewildered Wen Shu, remained standing in front of the small square.

Chapter 17 What are you?

The scene before him slightly cleared Yu Le's dazed mind.

What's going on?

Following the path forward, he saw the three men, Wen Shu and his companion.

Who is this?

And among a group of giants who are all over two meters tall, someone of similar height to him...

So, what are people with higher 'genetic purity'?

Could it be that the gatekeepers contacted the slave Nor and then came to verify the information?

Yu Le suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

He hadn't figured out how to deal with the slaves of Nor.

The document on the other side was completely baffled.

What are these bastards doing?

Who is this person?

At first, when he noticed the group of bastards and that sentence, he thought there was someone important here.

After all, someone who could inspire such awe in these bastards was no ordinary person.

But when they finally saw Yu Le's 'ugly face'...

Suddenly, all my thoughts vanished.

If someone looks just as ugly as you, they definitely aren't one of those adults of noble lineage!

"And who are you? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the outer city of Numen Nor? Do you know the consequences of leaving the outer city without permission?"

The clerk pointed arrogantly at the lesson of sutra.

It was this sentence that allowed Yu Le to capture a crucial piece of information—he seemed not to know who I was, and probably didn't know anything about what was going on here either?

Otherwise, they would ask you if you were the one who claimed to be a nobleman or something like that.

After a brief moment of thought, Yu Le, who had relaxed considerably, turned cold and looked down at him, saying:

How dare you talk to me like that?

These three people were about the same height and build as me, clearly not in the same league as Daimon and the others.

And most importantly, the other person looks just as ordinary as he does.

So, judging by how this world values ​​appearance, these people are unlikely to be nobles.

With a simple assessment, Yu Le determined his tone and stance—he was now a nobleman offended by a lower-class person!

The scribe was instantly enraged.

How dare you, someone who might only be considered third-rate, turn around and scold me?

Regardless of his status, he was simply a second-class citizen!

But even if the other party is only a third-rate scumbag.

He couldn't just shoot the other person, after all, he wasn't an aristocrat, he was just a dog of the aristocracy.

Killing a piece of trash or scum is no problem, but killing a filthy person or even a brute like him is a different story.

That really needs to be investigated and those responsible held accountable.

So he spoke directly to his two subordinates behind him:

"I represent the tax collector, how dare you treat me with such disrespect! You are defying authority, defying the nobility, defying our servant Nor! Go, knock two of his teeth out!"

His words made Yu Le even more relaxing.

They weren't here to check me out after all!

It seems they came here by chance.

If possible, Yu Le actually doesn't want to have any contact with the other party.

This means that he is likely to come into the sights of the slaves.

But there was nothing we could do; we ran into it!

As a member of a noble family, it was impossible for me to back down in front of so many people and to give way to a 'bastard'.

We can only take it one step at a time!

Before those two henchmen came up.

Yu Le pointed at them with a mocking laugh and said:

"Slap them in the face until they're utterly humiliated!!!"

Two gunshots rang out unexpectedly, catching everyone, including Yu Le, off guard.

The guns were fired from the metal can and the gate.

The two of them used their small-caliber weapons with incredible precision to pierce the faces of the two filthy men.

Blood gushed out, and he collapsed to the ground in agony, yet he didn't even dare to fight back.

Because all the other settlement residents stood up, drew their guns, and pointed them at them.

If they dare to move, they'll be riddled with bullets the next moment!

Even in a settlement like this, guns are never out of reach.

The clerk was stunned.

How dare these bastards fire a gun?

He instinctively wanted to pull out his gun and shoot the gate and the metal can.

In response to the audacity of these bastards.

But the dozens of bastards and dozens of guns around him made him lose all interest in touching a gun.

He could only point at the gate with a fierce but inwardly weak expression and say to them:

"What are you doing? Are you rebelling? How dare you lay a hand on the slave tax collection team? And you, do you know how much trouble you've caused?!"

"You are provoking the slave Nor! Provoking the tax collector!"

He couldn't understand why a group of people who were so obsequious just a moment ago had the audacity to act this way.

So he could only point to Yu Le, trying to get a clear answer while also intimidating the guy.

After all, these bastards seemed to listen to him.

Yu Le was still somewhat bewildered, staring at the two people whose faces had literally been slapped.

He thought that at most, they would just rush up to the door and slap the two men a few times.

How could it just shoot through?!

But looking at the gate, they were both fierce and incredibly natural, and they might even be wondering why they hadn't just punched those two guys in the face.

Yu Le once again realized just how vast the class divide is in this world.

After shifting my gaze away from the two people lying on the ground groaning in pain...

Yu Le looked at the seemingly fierce but actually cowardly document in front of him without giving it much thought.

Yu Le directly countered with a question:

"Do you realize that you are provoking the nobility?"

The clerk was so angry he laughed.

"Aristocrat? You? How dare you call yourself an aristocrat with a face like that!"

"Good, now you're all doomed! Rebelling against the slave Nor, provoking the tax collectors, and even daring to impersonate nobles!"

"Ah, I see. He's the guy you've been colluding with, isn't he? Who is he? A heretic who worships those alien races? Or a terrorist from Azara?!"

Is it worship of other races? Is it simply other races, or other races in the literal sense?

Yu Le glanced at this desolate, deserted place.

I think it should be the former; if it's the latter, then this time travel is really outrageous.

However, doubts remain.

Yu Le directly raised the gene purity detector from the group of black market merchants in front of the guy who was still rambling on.

Yu Le thinks this thing might be useful.

I've brought it over.

I never thought I'd actually be able to use it now.

"Huh? What are you going to do?"

The clerk, of course, recognized what it was. It was a new type of equipment that only the slave Noor law enforcement team was equipped with.

Although it can detect purity levels as high as 30% for high-class nobles.

But actually, that thing is mainly used to quickly distinguish between filthy people, rude people, and friendly people.

After all, nobles are few and far between, and it is quite obvious that the slaves of the Norl Enforcement Team, as the most direct dogs of the nobles, would hardly mistake them for nobles.

It's also rare to see such cases, requiring law enforcement to test the purity of aristocratic genes.

Adding this was just a side effect.

Yu Le originally wanted to directly test himself to prove to the other party that he was a 'noble'.

But just as he was about to speak, Yu Le suddenly realized something—no, I am now a nobleman, I can't do something as degrading as taking a self-test in front of a lower class!

So at that very moment, Yu Le threw the detector on the ground.

Facing the gate, they addressed the document:

"Let this lowly commoner see what he really is!"

Chapter 18, is it possible to say...?

Looking at the detector lying on the ground, Wenshu felt deeply insulted.

Who do you think you are? How dare you!

In this world, being asked to undergo purity testing against one's will is often an insult.

And it was an extreme insult!

This is especially true for those who have status.

This means that your bloodline is being questioned as not pure enough, and your identity is being questioned as to whether it is genuine.

People of status and dignity are most proud of their lineage and identity.

This is a slap in their face.

He was a rough man, certainly not some noble gentleman.

But he considered himself a respectable person, someone of status.

After all, he works for a nobleman!

When a dog follows a person, it starts to feel like it has a human form.

So he launched into a tirade of abuse:

"Are you looking for death?!"

But before he could continue cursing, he was pinned to the ground by several third-class residents of the settlement.