Gu Zhen Ren

People are different.

The more superior the bloodline, the easier it is to control power. Ordinary people without supernatural bloodlines can only occupy the bottom
rungs of society, unable to achieve anything even if they try their best.

Humans are different from other races.

Humans aren't as good at magic and archery as elves. They aren't as good at casting metal and brewing alcohol as dwarves. They don't have the physique of
orcs, and they don't have the freedom of merpeople underwater.

However, if humans had a blood core, everything was possible.

Human: "Oh my god, what a noble bloodline. You are the glory of mankind!"

Elf: "I've never seen a magic genius like you."

Dwarf: "No matter what kind of casting, it is easy for you."

Orc: "You are the pride of us orcs. You are the most talented warrior in a millennium. You should be the Emperor of the Orcs!"

Merpeople: "Son of God! Boohoo, the Son of God has arrived!"

Henyee Translations

Infinite Bloodcore

Henyee

"Sir, I take the liberty to remind you that Chairman Zi Di's birthday is the day after tomorrow," said Fat Tongue.


"Birthday?" Zhenjin raised his eyebrows, feeling surprised; he hadn't expected Fat Tongue to bring up this matter.


Fat Tongue, with his eyebrows drooping, sighed and said, "A long time ago, I used to follow the former Chairman on his adventures. I watched Miss Zi Di grow up from birth, learn to walk, and gradually become an adult."


"All along, the former Chairman treated Miss Zi Di as the apple of his eye, lavishing her with affection and indulgence. No matter the size, the Chairman always held a birthday banquet for her. In fact, as the Purple Vine Chamber of Commerce grew larger and Miss Zi Di aged, her birthday banquets became increasingly grand and extravagant."


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