Similar to "apocalypse" and "ordinary humans", the aberrations living in the old land can also be divided into two categories.

Born with talents inherited from the family, he is an "old noble" with a surname.

There are also "Old Slaves" like Lao Luo, who are deformed but have had no innate abilities for generations.

Among them, the thirty most powerful aristocrats in the old land jointly formed the "Royal Alliance", which controlled all the power in the old land. Shen Bai was more familiar with Wujiang, Xueyu, Ganji, and Da An, all of whom were the royal families of the old land. .

As for the old-land slaves, because they do not have strong military power, they can only live in the shadow of the old-land nobles for generations. Although their number exceeds 97% of the aberrations, they are all ordinary people and are not allowed to be ordinary people. Officials and ancestor worshipers don't even have surnames. For example, Lao Luo, who opened a small animal mixed soup shop, gave him the name "Luo" because a luo animal happened to pass by when his mother was giving birth.

However, Shen Bai also knew that in fact, the life of the old slaves was pretty good. Although the possibility of climbing up was slim, they could still live a rough life.

This was due to the cultural impact on the old lands when the Federation was established. The old nobles, especially the thirty royal families, began to seriously consider the significance of the existence of a large number of slaves, and gave them the right to do business and own land.

Many slaves have served nobles for generations and have become very important followers and even family members.

Of course, even if the Old Earth slaves do not have the strength to fight, they are still genuine aberrations. They have a "life hole" somewhere in their body and must consume a certain amount of human flesh and blood every month.

Shen Bai looked outside. The small town called Qingfeng Town was warm and calm under the morning sun. He recalled the knowledge in the high school textbook and said uncertainly:

"The population here does not exceed 200,000, and most of them are abnormal slaves. However, the city lord and his relatives must be nobles, and it is unlikely that they are royal families. This place is still too remote for the entire old land, and it is like a bird. It’s a shabby place, and the royal family of the old land will definitely look down upon it.”

While he was talking, there were footsteps coming from the stairs. Shen Bai shut up and waited until Lao Luo completely appeared on the second floor before he smiled and said:

"Boss, please sit down. We are unfamiliar with the place and would like to inquire about something."

"Say." Lao Luo sat down with his buttocks only half touching the stool, and said in a respectful and humble voice:

"I will tell you everything I know."

“It’s nothing serious, I just wanted to ask, do we have any special snacks here?”

"Sir, please go out from this street and go eastward. There is [Jingjinxuan] near the archway. They specialize in making sesame dumplings. They are a time-honored brand with a unique method. You can try it."

"Jingjinxuan...good." Shen Bai nodded, very satisfied with this answer:

"We are foreigners and not familiar with this place. Is there any inn with a good reputation nearby?"

"Sleeping Weng Pavilion and Shanshui Building on East Street are both good. They have been open for many years. Although the prices are a bit expensive, they will definitely not be harassed by pickpockets and scoundrels." Old Luo paused and smiled sheepishly, with a dark face. More honest:

"You two guests, if you don't mind, you can come and stay at the old man's house. My son is in Yongcheng and is in the defense force. Apart from me and my wife, there is no one else at home, so three rooms are free. "

Shen Bai noticed the proud look in Lao Luo's eyes when talking about his son, and smiled:

"Boss, your son seems to be a promising person."

"No, no, no, I can't compare with the two of you." Old Luo didn't dare to say, but he smiled with wrinkles on his face:

"He has been fond of wielding swords and sticks since he was a child, and is obsessed with martial arts. He doesn't want to be like me, who has been a small vendor for generations, so he ran thousands of miles away to join the defense army of Yongcheng, saying that he would at least become a school captain in the future...

Hey, guest officer, don’t you think this is wishful thinking!”

"That's not necessarily true. Where there's a will, there's a way."

"I'd like to lend you some good words!"

"Joining the army is indeed a good way out. Although the road to martial arts is difficult, it is indeed possible to get ahead. If you are really talented, you will be given a noble daughter after making great achievements..."

"Ouch, sir, I can't bear to hear what you are saying!" Lao Luo was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground and did not dare to listen anymore. However, at the same time, ecstasy welled up in his heart:

These two are definitely nobles, maybe even royalty!

People in the slave tribe would never dare to say the word "noble girl" so easily.

Noble ladies, that is, female tribesmen of the old aristocracy, they may be direct descendants, or they may be from side branches, but no matter what, the noble ladies’ blood is filled with hereditary talents, and their descendants will naturally have great influence.

Maybe he is born miraculous.

For the slaves, the words "marrying a noble girl" are an unattainable extravagance and a supreme honor.

Its level of difficulty far exceeds the "gold list titles" in federal film and television dramas.

The slaves have no hereditary talents and abilities, so they can only farm the land for life. The better ones can do small business, the better ones can join the army, and the best ones can serve the nobles.

As for wanting to be richest in the world? Impossible!

Become a general in the army? Even more impossible!

Contracting large tracts of land for farming? Impossible!

Blocking the heads of all the slaves are two big characters indestructible.

--strength!

The nobles have absolute power, so they also have natural responsibilities. Tens of thousands of nobles die on the border between the Federation and the Old Territory every year. Although the slaves who are cannon fodder die more, if calculated in proportion, the sacrifice rate is higher.

Lower than the nobility.

Living under the wings of the strong, the slaves naturally have no choice but to accept their fate.

Because of this, it is the lifelong dream of every slave to marry a woman from a collateral line of even the smallest noble, give birth to offspring with innate abilities, and turn one's family into a noble.

In such a vast old land, there are no more than five outstanding slaves who are gifted with noble girls every year on average.

As for "marrying the princess"...

That is already a legendary story that can be written into.

One comes out every few decades.

The abnormal variant of the old soil inherits power through blood and takes marriage very seriously.

What Shen Bai said just now, "I must marry a noble girl," was definitely an extraordinary and even arrogant blessing in the old land.

If some petty nobles heard this, their tongues would be pulled out.

I have given you the right to survive and a more decent life, but power cannot be given away easily.

Of course, there are very complicated secrets hidden here, such as the probability of aberrant offspring being born, the ratio of nobles to slaves...etc., etc. Giving a noble daughter is a major decision that must be carefully considered.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Shen Bai would say shocking words again, Lao Luo stood up and saluted:

"You two, why don't you go to the little old man's house now? It's still early, I'll ask my old lady to clean up. It's been a long time since there was no one here, so there will always be some mess."

"Okay." Shen Bai nodded:
Chapter completed!