Now, You Are Slaves!

You were left speechless.

Firewood Sect was already poor as dirt. Who would bother plotting against them?

It was like a leopard chasing an antelope, only to owe ten thousand calories after eating it.

"May I ask why our Firewood Sect is in such dire straits?"

Shen Yifeng looked at you strangely.

You added,

"I came from another planet."

"I see. But as far as I know, even on other planets, the Human Race is more or less in the same situation, aren't they?"

"There were very few humans in my hometown."

"Oh, so that was it..."

Shen Yifeng told you that on Blaze Star, a planet ruled and administered by countless sects, there was a natural food chain.

Large sects devoured small sects, and small sects devoured ordinary people.

Above Firewood Sect stood Iron Blood Sect, which sucked dry all the wealth Firewood Sect created.

But Firewood Sect could not bear to prey upon the mortals of Firewood Town and its surrounding areas, so they could only tighten their belts.

"Senior Shen truly has a kind and benevolent heart..."

You sincerely admired him.

Yet Shen Yifeng merely smiled and waved his hand.

"We're all neighbors here. Everyone's life is hard enough already, so why must we squeeze each other dry?"

At this point, Sect Master Ma Bang asked a question.

"Does little friend Chen have a residence permit?"

You shook your head.

You guessed that on Blaze Star, where household registration was tightly controlled and every precaution was taken against Human Race stowaways, you would once again fail to gain Firewood Sect's acceptance because you lacked a residence permit.

Unexpectedly,

Shen Yifeng said calmly,

"It's fine, it's fine.

They've set a whole pile of outrageous agreements for outsiders from the Human Race. If you don't comply, they won't issue