" David, did you see that?"
In the white group, a woman who looked to be in her late twenties said angrily, "It's too barbaric. Those poor people are just protesting because they are dissatisfied with their lives, and they are being treated so inhumanely. I feel nauseous just looking at those terrible punishments. The people here are simply a bunch of beasts."
The others nodded in agreement. The scene they had just witnessed was indeed disturbing, especially the public demonstration of the torture of combing flesh. People who fainted from the pain were then revived by being splashed with salt water. It was enough to give anyone goosebumps!
Some of the men, who came from political backgrounds, looked ashen-faced.
They never imagined that white people in this world had such a low social status.
Indeed, it was these white people who initially broke the law. They were unhappy about being relocated to an even more remote location, and under cover of darkness, they attacked a village, murdering women and girls. But weren't they driven to desperation?
These yellow-skinned monkeys, despite occupying someone else's territory, take it for granted and exclude others, taking over good spots piece by piece. They despise and hate the local indigenous people, prohibit intermarriage, and essentially ban commerce. This isolation and suppression is practically pushing them to their deaths.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. This game was originally made by people from the East, so how could it possibly elevate the status of white people?
They used their narrow-minded thinking to smear colorless people, claiming they never bathe, are promiscuous, lazy, violent, and addicted to hallucinogenic drugs—they're utterly useless.
The thought of being born into this environment filled them with despair.
No wonder Chen Qing agreed so readily; it turns out he dug a pit for them to fall into!
Before the new Underworld even arrived, they launched a protest. Because they didn't know their origins and were brought over at Chen Qing's personal instruction, the ghost officers in charge of managing them didn't know how to deal with this group of arrogant people and could only report it to the authorities.
Over the past few days, the ghost messengers have been listening to their barbaric, Human Dao, and cruel words endlessly, to the point that their ears are calloused.
He couldn't be bothered with these bastards.
Are they barbaric?
The island's original inhabitants were not initially ostracized. If it weren't for the West Sea Army landing and helping them wipe out the zombies on the island, they would still be hiding in some secluded Shandong, eating wild grass!
So how did they treat the Central Plains people who came up to them?
They don't cultivate the allocated land properly, they're clumsy and lazy, and they're always up to no good. They're always stealing other people's grain or wine. Over time, all sorts of crimes and offenses have started to happen. The people of the North are known for their fierce and tough nature. Do you think they'll let you bully them after a few times?
What followed was a fierce battle.
Could these sickly tobacco addicts on the island possibly defeat the fierce northerners? In the words of some northerners, "I could kill two of them with one blow if I didn't hold back!"
If it weren't for the government sending people to manage the area, those hairy monsters on the island would have been wiped out long ago.
They actually think the government is biased towards the people from the Central Plains?
As for why the criminal law was unjust later on, it was also to quell grievances. The people of the North are known for their fierceness, but once they arrive here, they have land to cultivate and food to eat. Most of them are content with their comfortable lives and won't actively cause trouble. However, those guys can always manage to stir up some trouble from time to time.
Especially those heavy users, they can cause trouble if you're not careful, and they have no conscience. They kill and rob at the drop of a hat. The worst part is that some people who believe in evil gods have suddenly appeared and started to perform human sacrifices. They hide in the white community and commit crimes from time to time, causing the hatred to grow stronger and stronger.
If you force them to accept preferential treatment, how can these northern people trust the government?
As for the talk about not intermarrying, that's a joke! These guys don't even take a bath once a year, and you can smell their stench from ten meters away. What family would be crazy enough to marry into such a family?
If we follow his logic, we should just drive these hairy devils out as soon as possible.
After listening to these spirits, who looked very much like hairy ghosts, ramble on for four or five days, the person in charge finally arrived.
"Lord Tian," the ghost messenger said with a hint of resentment, "You've finally arrived."
Tian Heng looked at the other person with amusement. "What's wrong? They didn't cause any trouble, did they?"
"He wouldn't dare cause trouble," the ghost guard sneered. "But he's got a sharp tongue; he can turn black into white, and he likes to interrupt others. He looks respectable, but he's utterly ill-mannered. However, he also lacks any courage. Although he complains a lot, he's never dared to lay a hand on anyone."
He had long disliked those guys, but hadn't made a move because he had been instructed not to provoke them easily. However, if they took the initiative, it would be a different story. He would definitely let them know how he earned his position as a ghost messenger!
Most of the ghost Underworld are positions obtained after the death of the Fighter Army. However, the Underworld has a limited number of personnel, and those who can become ghost messengers must be at least ten-man squad leaders in the Battle God Army. If I hadn't died young, I would have been a captain of a hundred-man squad leader in half a year at most. Beating these weaklings would be a piece of cake for me.
"Alright, go take a break, I'll take over."
Tian Heng walked over, and before he even got close, all the white men stood up. They weren't stupid; the mere sight of this man walking towards them made them feel tense deep in their souls. He was clearly no pushover, especially the white man leading the group, whose face was extremely wary.
He was a special forces captain in the Biochemical World, not someone who hadn't seen the world. He had met Mr. Sita'er, the strongest special forces soldier in North America Region, several times, but the feeling he got from Mr. Sita'er was nothing compared to the one in front of him.
"Hello, has Mr. Chen Qing not arrived yet?"
"What's your name?" Tian Heng asked, smiling at the other person.
David Smith
"Yes, David," Tian Heng nodded, "I'll only say this once: in this territory, the Mr. Chen Qing you speak of is the master. We all address him as our Lord. Since you are entering the Samsara, you are His people. I don't care about your origins, but if you dare to call His Lord by his name again, you will die!!"
"Shit, what kind of feudal remnant is this?" The white woman who had just complained immediately raised her middle finger, "Eat shit, you yellow-skinned monkey."
Bang!
Before the white woman could finish speaking, her entire spirit exploded, and her severed limbs twitched on the ground.
"Throw them into the Yin-Yang Road and feed them to the wild ghosts!" Tian Heng said to the ghost messenger behind him.
"Alright!" The ghost messenger immediately perked up, a sinister grin spreading across his face as he looked at the white men.
Where do they get the audacity to be so disrespectful to Lord Tian? In the entire Jiangnan region, even the God of Battle God Xu Hu, has to address Tian Heng." Do these barbarians really think they're something special?
David and the others immediately fell silent. Their confidence stemmed from the fact that Chen Qing wouldn't easily harm them, but now it seemed they were wrong.
We must report all of this later and have the higher-ups hold the Central Federation accountable. How dare Chen Qing do that?
"Does anyone else have a problem with what I just said?"
David and the others lowered their heads, not daring to speak. Damn it, what did feeding the wild ghosts mean? He didn't even dare to ask further.
"Alright, I suppose no one has any objections," Tian Heng said coldly. "Then, regarding the second matter, I heard from my subordinates that you want your own Underworld?"
The menacing words made the group of white people cower in fear, but David mustered his courage and spoke up, "Sir, we are not making unreasonable demands. We have been on this island for several days and have seen that you people from the Central Plains do not seem to be friendly to the natives of the island."
"What's it to you?" Tian Heng said coldly.
"It was originally irrelevant." David now regrets his initial dislike of skin color. Now he thinks being Asian isn't so bad. It's a virtual world, after all. He's in Biochemical World, and he's a bio-engineered being, so what impact could it have?
However, I've already reported it, and I've already reported that I've fought for white skin color, making it my achievement. It's impossible for me to report it now and contradict myself.
"Here's our thinking: since the two sides are already irreconcilable, continuing like this will only escalate the conflict. It's better to divide and conquer!"
"Oh?" Tian Heng's interest was piqued, and he looked at the other person with great interest. "Tell me about it."
Only two updates today, three more tomorrow.