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

"Nonsense!" Just as Lord Zhenjin was dazed, a scolding voice suddenly came from behind.


The young knight and the big guy both turned their heads to see the old shipwright carrying a small barrel of wine in one hand and a large chunk of roasted meat in the other.


Clearly, the old shipwright was concerned about the big guy and had left the banquet, only to overhear what the big guy had just said.


"Lord Zhenjin, please forgive him. The Big Fool didn't mean to offend you!" The old shipwright knelt on the ground, his expression anxious.


Lord Zhenjin laughed heartily, "Stand up, I know your son, don't I? I've knocked him out many times. In a sense, what he said isn't wrong. We are all in the same boat, fallen to this state."


Section 150: Father and Son