"How come these refugees from afar look so much like Hairless Monkeys?"
"Yeah, I think they are that race. I heard these people are traitors, and the ones who made the news before were specifically here to hunt them down. Heh, they betrayed their own race and came here to be refugees."
Even the local Featherfolk looked down on those "Interstellar Refugees."
Especially after learning from the locally captured "Hairless Monkeys" that these people had betrayed their own kind.
"Refugees? How is that possible? They used to be high-class people, no matter what. At the very least, uh, they were strong?"
Some things had to be encountered firsthand before one realized how completely different reality was from expectation.
After confirming the information, Lu PingAn truly felt that he had misjudged them. He had never expected these people to sink to the point of living in a Refugee Camp.
"Them? A bunch of religious nuts, and extremist religious nuts at that. Do you think this world needs people like that?"
Come to think of it, that really did make sense.
They had managed to get by on Earth because they were superhumans, after all. But in this "peaceful world," did their combat strength still mean anything?
As for religion, Lu PingAn found that no one here believed in gods. In this region of worlds, deities were probably regarded as tools or somewhat stronger mortals. There simply was no soil for religion to take root.
On top of that, their long peaceful lives had made the residents here generally "kind" and "orderly." These bastards with blood all over their hands naturally stood out all the more.
"Those Rule-level people should still have ways to make a living. In any world, they are rare assets. And since that Blood Crow is a deity,