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

The next night, the Dragon-man youth once again brought the Big guy to the back mountain for training.


"Watch closely! I'm going to attack," the Dragon-man youth intentionally slowed down his speed, charging at the Big guy.


Seeing the youth coming at him aggressively, the Big guy let out a "wow" and then squatted down on the spot, hugging his head with both hands and trying to curl into a ball as much as possible.


He slowed his pace, shifting from running to walking until he reached the front of the Big guy and gently patted him on the head: "C'mon, put up a defense."


"Dad, I... I forgot..." the Big guy lifted his head, looking very ashamed.


He had taught the Big guy Combat Skills the previous night and was deeply frustrated. The Big guy's stupidity was far below the youth's expectations.


Section 40: Son, You Must Be Kind