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 main source of the heat was the Big guy.


He lay unconscious on the bed, his breathing becoming more and more labored.


The Dragon-man youth sat cross-legged in front of him, occasionally pouring a dose of Healing Potion into him.


The Grade of the Healing Potion had already been raised to the Golden Level!


"Captain Long Fu," Cang Xu's voice came from outside the door at this moment.


Then, Cang Xu, Fat Tongue, Bai Ya, Lan Zao, and others filed into the cabin.


Their eyes were involuntarily drawn to the Big guy first; Bai Ya let out a low exclamation, as the Big guy's body had swelled to nearly double its size. His entire body was bloody and battered, his skin cracking and his blood flowing freely, his life hanging by a thread thanks to the Healing Potion.


"Are you here to persuade me?" the Dragon-man youth spoke lightly.


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