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

    A gale lashed the sea as a basin-sized cannonball tore through the sky, emitting a sharp whistling sound, then grazed the hull of the Grey Rat and splashed into the water.


    A tremendous explosion resounded as the cannonball hit the sea, spurring a wave as tall as three men.


    Yihan Hui stood there, his face covered in cold sweat. His usually well-groomed, sleek gray fur was now sticky and clumped together.


    It was a close shave with that cannonball; otherwise, the Grey Rat would have been severely damaged.


    The barrage from behind never ceased, with most of the cannonballs falling into the sea, creating columns of water.


    The Grey Rat navigated through these pillars of water.


    This ship was the apple of Yihan Hui's eye, into which he had invested his entire fortune. The Grey Rat had been transformed into a Black Iron Grade demon energy ship, best known for its short-burst acceleration and sharp turns.


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