Another Identity?

"Didn't you go to the Swordplay Association event today?" While eating, Su Wei took small bites and asked Yang Bo.

Su Wei greatly enjoyed this kind of freedom. Back when she was home, meals came with all sorts of etiquette.

Her clothes, appearance, movements, and speech all had to be proper. She also had to pay attention to how she interacted with everyone else at the table, such as what to do when someone wanted to speak.

Now, she did not need to worry about any of that. She could come eat in her pajamas, something that would never have been allowed at home.

"The Empire still doesn't know what I look like. Our Alliance places great importance on personal privacy. Even if someone has a photo of me now, they wouldn't dare post it, because I have money now. I could bankrupt them."

"Besides, I never took many photos before." Yang Bo was glad that the previous owner of his body had not posted his face online.

"Mm. Actually, aside from certain special things, I think the Alliance is pretty good."

"At least most ordinary people live well. Although your life wasn't satisfactory before, Yang Bo, the Empire has plenty of homeless people. There are welfare institutions too, but they refuse to go there."

"Because those welfare institutions were involved in some scandals before," Su Wei said.

"That's just how society is. No matter what kind of society it is, those at the bottom can only passively accept everything." Yang Bo had a clear understanding of this. The Alliance's lowest class seemed to enjoy many decent welfare measures, but they were also test subjects for certain great families or pharmaceutical companies.

"Actually, unless someone becomes Emperor, there will always be someone with a higher status than them in society."