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

"What is this?" In the dim cabin, the old man Waffle was stunned.


The big guy pulled out a bottle of potion from his bosom and placed it on the floor at his feet.


It was clearly a Healing Potion, the liquid appearing a faint red within the glass bottle.


"Drink!" The big guy pounded the floor with his fist, causing the potion to shake violently in the bottle.


"Could it be poison?" The big guy's fierce demeanor made Waffle involuntarily begin to imagine the worst.


Waffle gritted his teeth, picked up the potion, opened the bottle cap, and ended up drinking all of the liquid.


Once the potion entered his stomach, it immediately transformed into a strong warm current. The warmth quickly spread throughout his body, and his wounds began to heal instantly.


Section 44: Divine Bloodline?!