Successors of all mankind

"Bring out the best one inside and have him test it again. I want to see how big a bargain we've found today."

At that moment, the leader of the group guarding the goods outside also came in with several companions.

The barbarian who brought them in said to his leader:

"Boss, they think we didn't give them enough."

The leader was unconcerned:

"If you think it's too little, go find someone else. This is my price. If you're so capable, fix the machine yourself. Otherwise, you'll just have to starve to death."

These words instantly enraged the group that followed, but they dared not speak out.

Clearly, their weaknesses had been precisely exploited by these brutes.

So they didn't leave; they just stood there, intending to wait until this was over and see if they could continue talking.

At the same time, they also took a few more glances at Yu Le, who was currently the main character.

However, I only glanced at it a few more times.

They weren't on the same side as this group, but in this godforsaken place, who could possibly be kind?

At this moment, the barbarian who had gone in to get something came out, carrying an even more exquisite instrument:

"Boss, they're here."

The barbarian who brought in entertainment smiled and said to their leader:

"Boss, you have no idea what this guy was saying outside. He said he's some kind of noble lord, and we'll regret it if we mess with him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the savages inside burst into laughter.

They arrested many people and dismantled them into parts, but this was the first time they had ever seen anything like it.

Genetic purity is what it is; how much a person resembles a human is determined at birth. No, it's determined before birth.

At best, it's just a piece of filth. Aside from being slightly better than them, isn't it still just bottom-level garbage? What are you pretending for!

What, just because you have a human shape and the word "human" is added to your name, do you really think you're a human?

Trash is trash, and we should be like them, knowing that we and great humans are two different species!

We are merely fortunate enough to have a presentable appearance thanks to the glory of humanity.

That's really wishful thinking.

The leader chuckled and said:

"Go, get him tested. I want to see just how pure his genes are. Looking like that, he dares to call himself a nobleman?"

The younger brother stepped forward teasingly and activated the exquisite instrument, which was clearly out of place with its surroundings.

A highly flexible miniature robotic arm extended and precisely pierced Yu Le's finger.

What puzzled Yu Le was that he thought this would involve drawing blood, but there was no stinging sensation. Instead, there was a slight pulling sensation at his fingertips, as if a small amount of skin flakes had been extracted.

A moment later, the assistant who was operating the instrument to read the meter was stunned.

Cold sweat began to pour from his face like water.

"No, this, this isn't right...this isn't right!"

The barbarian's abnormality was noticed by others around him.

The laughter stopped abruptly, as if it had been choked.

The leader and the henchman beside him both felt a jolt of fear in their hearts.

No way, is this for real? Look at this pathetic state!

Chapter 3 Seriously?

"Hey, what's his purity level? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you mute?"

The eldest brother spoke first, wanting to confirm.

The young leader who brought the entertainment in also hurriedly spoke up:

"Did you look down too much and stare blankly?"

Just kidding, what if he really was a nobleman, or even just a modern man who had just turned fifteen?

That would be quite a problem for them.

After all, unlike them, who are considered trash and waste by few, those with a genetic purity of over 15% are already legal citizens of various countries.

To be able to bask in the glory of humanity!

Enjoy the protection of the law, the blessings of divine intervention, and even the presence of a celestial being, and behold the majesty of the golden bloodline!

If a close person goes missing in their area, someone will definitely come to question and investigate, and even if you manage to get through it, you'll be bleeding money.

But what if, what if this guy really is a nobleman with a genetic purity exceeding 20%?

Then that group of people is definitely doomed!

Putting aside the fact that they were the ones who did it, even if they weren't, given that they are a group of notorious thugs, they could very well be arrested and used as accomplices if the item couldn't be found!

The henchman holding the equipment understood the seriousness of the situation, and he stammered as he spoke:

"Boss, maybe, maybe I haven't used it in a long time and I don't know how to use it, so I messed up the steps. Don't worry, I'll retest it right away!"

This statement reassured everyone considerably.

Yes, they can usually tell the class of the objects they deal with at a glance. Even if they need to test gene purity, the previous one, which was only at the level of contaminated material, is sufficient.

The item I'm taking out now, while not as precious as the Divine Machine, is still a rare find that can only be obtained in big cities.

I've barely used it since I got it back.

It's not surprising that something went wrong this time.

"That's good. You scared me half to death, kid. Hurry up and finish the test!"

After swallowing hard, I decided to get tested again.

This time, he met Yu Le's gaze.

Realizing that his opportunity might have truly arrived, Yu Le is putting on a lifetime of acting skills, giving a fitting look at this moment—mockery, and deep-seated contempt!

I've seen that look before, once on a nobleman surrounded by countless heavily armed guards.

He couldn't remember why that nobleman would come to their godforsaken place.

But he still remembers that look in his eyes vividly.

That was the kind of look one would give to a lowly species!

He really wanted to slap Yu Le on the spot and make him stop looking at him with that infuriating gaze.

But he dared not, not even a little bit.

The class divide in this world is far greater than Yu Le imagines.

They could only hurriedly lower their heads and continue the testing.

The steps of the Qidunxian neon-themed appointment have been completed.

A slight pulling sensation was felt again at Yule's fingertips.

The old and new readings reappeared on the screen.

The younger brother almost screamed on the spot, threw the instrument away, and fell backward.

At the same time, he frantically shouted:

"Boss, boss, something terrible has happened!"

This startled the other barbarians as well.

Especially the brute sitting on the sofa, who immediately jumped up and said:

"Damn it, what happened? Say something!"

"A nobleman, he really is a nobleman!"

The younger brother had already scrambled to his boss's side.

Incidentally, he also cried out that sentence that made everyone's face change:

"Moreover, even this latest one can't determine exactly how pure the nobleman's essence is!"

At that moment, the barbarian leader and his henchman felt a sudden heat in their heads, followed by a dizzying sensation.

The latest detector they had was the kind only slave enforcers used; it could detect men with a genetic purity of up to 30%.

And now, this wretched-looking monkey they captured is actually a noble with a genetic purity exceeding 30%?!

No, how could someone like that look like that?

Moreover, even if something unexpected were to happen, someone of your rank should be surrounded by armed guards, and perhaps even accompanied by one or two guardian knights.

Even if we take a step further and assume you like to go out for a walk and then get lost.

But aren't noblemen with a genetic purity exceeding 30% inherently violent beyond comprehension?

How did you end up being captured by a bunch of trash?

At this moment, even the most shrewd leader couldn't figure out what was going on.

Seeing their reactions, Yu Le realized that his chance had truly arrived!

Whether I can survive now depends on whether I can control the situation!

After taking a deep breath, he turned back with utter contempt to look at the two brutes still clinging to him, dumbfounded.

With just one glance, the other person let out a scream and released Yu Le, then retreated repeatedly.

After taking a few steps back, he instinctively lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

They are waste material with less than 5% genetic purity, only slightly better than those dregs with less than 3%.

But they were still at the very bottom of the social hierarchy; even a single hair on a nobleman's dog was more valuable than them.

Who would dare to look a nobleman in the eye like that?

Not to mention they just grabbed a nobleman and started beating him!

Even if they were a group of outlaws wandering the wasteland, engaging in bloody transactions, it didn't matter.

Because the fists of nobles can truly strike their heads across mountains and rivers, leaving behind a trail of corpses.

No, it's a pile of rubble! Not a single piece of good meat will be left!

Unless they are truly fearless of death, they cannot be unafraid of the nobility.

Knowing that he had initially subdued the crowd, Yu Le looked around at all the brutes in the factory.

Every barbarian whose gaze fell upon him either lowered his head in panic or retreated repeatedly.

Although some doubts remained, the fear of having offended the nobles clearly overshadowed their suspicions.

Even those barbarians who were clearly from another group were the same, and were even more afraid than these barbarians.

Because they were settled people, they were given divine guidance and were third-class citizens who were required to pay taxes to the slaves according to the law.

To put it simply, they really do have a cow at home.

After the awe-inspiring music ended, I took a deep breath.

Despite being noticeably shorter, he looked down at the brute leader and the henchman and said:

"I told you long ago, you'll regret it if you touch me!"

Upon hearing this, several savages with bad tempers collapsed on the spot, and one of them even wet his pants.

They were all too aware of the consequences of offending the great nobles.

Just last year, there was a third-class settlement to their east.

It's much larger than the two companies here, with over three hundred people.

But the sight of a few ragged fellows caught the eye of a passing nobleman, causing the esteemed man to frown.

The next day, the settlement was plowed up three times by the Numennor law enforcement team in gunboats!