Actually, once the various nations had discovered Lu Mingfei's identity, they would have seized him immediately and planned to hand him over. It was only because Lu Mingfei didn't care about those little bugs that he was still alive.
He should be thanking Lu Mingfei for sparing his life!
"Has dragon-slaying become a thing of the past?"
Chu Zihang gazed at the dragons flying across the sky outside, his expression dazed. Not long ago, he had still been studying at Cassell College, preparing to slay dragons in the future. And now, in such a short time, everything had changed.
The so-called dragon-slaying families, the so-called Cassell College—everything had vanished.
At the same time, large numbers of n****rs were rounded up and gathered together.
"Oh, God! What's going on? These lunatics?"
A black man stood among the crowd, his face filled with despair. He couldn't understand how the world had ended up like this. Not long ago, he'd been looting for free and throwing parties with a few black-loving bitches. The world had changed too fast.
The black man couldn't adjust to it. If the other black men who had resisted hadn't been beaten to death, he would have planned to try resisting, too.
Outside the crowd of black men, a group of Imperial warriors surrounded them.
Lu Mingfei stood on a raised platform in the distance, quietly watching.
"Isn't this a little too cruel?"
Some Imperial citizens in the distance, who had injected Sacred Blessing Serum and obtained legal status before coming to watch, spoke with trembling voices.
"Huh? Cruel? It's not people who are dying, and they're not Imperial citizens. They're just lowly life-forms. What's cruel about it?"
An Imperial citizen who had been produced by an Imperial Standard Human Production Machine just two days ago looked at