Douluo: Incarnation of Nine Tails, abducted Xiao Wu to be his wife

Chapter 35 This is the Douluo Continent

Faced with these major events, Zhao Xiaobai is currently eating chicken legs in a human town.

There is no way, who let it be the Nine-Tailed Fox now!
Douluo Dalu's smoked chicken legs are really delicious.

Logically

He should return to the God Demon City in the Star Dou Great Forest at this time. After all, he has been out of the God Demon City for almost a month, and he doesn't know what the God Demon City has become.

But Zhao Xiaobai, who was reborn from another world, really wanted to see the life of the human race in Douluo Dalu.

Along the way, Zhao Xiaobai has seen many ragged peasants and busy citizens shuttling through the city.

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The customs and customs of Douluo Continent are very similar to those in the previous world, those medieval castle countries in the west.

Although on the surface it is a confrontation between the two empires, there are also religious forces and sect forces like Wuhundian in the middle.

But the actual situation is more complicated than these.

In the same empire, when Zhao Xiaobai passed through several cities in human form, he was actually paid a lot of city entry tax.

The key to these tax rates is not the same.

He also found that the peasants in every place had a very hard life, and besides paying taxes every year, what was left was only enough for their families to live on.

Everyone's daily food, except for some cornmeal and baked potatoes, basically contains no meat.

All kinds of robbery and looting happened from time to time.

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The status of these people is only slightly better than that of bankrupt homeless people.

This is the real world of Douluo, there are no beauties and heroes, only ordinary people who live hard and struggle to survive.

Faced with these situations, although Zhao Xiaobai was prepared in his heart, he never thought that the people here would live in such a serious way.

For these peasants, the wars of the empire, the Wuhun Temple, and the filth of the two empires have nothing to do with them.

They only hope that the city lord can lower the tax this year so that the family can have a full meal.

When talking with these farmers again, Zhao Xiaobai suddenly found that the chicken legs in his hand were no longer fragrant.

Even in his last life, he hadn't studied the book Douluo Continent carefully.

But he was interested in those beautiful goddesses, Tang San's pretense.

But I never thought about how these great heroes, great nobles, and most of the civilians below lived.

They don't want to be great heroes, and they don't want to lose their lives for the sake of fighting for the interests of the nobles.

What did the protagonists of the original work do after they became famous?
Become a god, transcend the world and surpass the entire Douluo Continent.

But for the civilians who haven't changed anything, their choice is full of disdain and contempt.

I'm sorry, God can't get over the poor.

The mouth is loud, but the things that can be done are no different from those nobles and soul masters before?
What kind of child of luck is this?
Soul Master
It is an opportunity for civilians to change their destiny.

Even the lowest level of soul masters can get rid of that muddy life.

But most people can only be the leeks paid by the nobles and the cannon fodder of the imperial war.

"Master Lang, you, don't you think about resisting?" Standing outside Lanyu City, Zhao Xiaobai distributed the uneaten chicken legs to Mr. Lang, a seven or eight-year-old grandson of a farmer resting by the field.

I saw his grandson, naked at the moment, wearing shorts made of animal skin.

At the age of seven or eight, it is the time of innocence, lively and lovely.

Zhao Xiaobai saw his immature face, only numb to life, and longing for chicken legs.

If it was in the previous world, he might be in the first grade at his age!
But now, he can only help his family in weeding and farming in the fields.

The immature palms were full of calluses, which made Zhao Xiaobai's heart ache.

"Resist?" Uncle Lang's eyes were confused, and he didn't understand: "What are you resisting! Our land is rented from the owner of the city. Our Lang family has cultivated land for the owner of the city for more than ten generations. This is a gift from the gods."

Gift?

When Zhao Xiaobai heard this, his face instantly became unnatural.

He came from human society, so he naturally couldn't understand what Uncle Lang thought in his mind after being exploited and brainwashed by those nobles for more than a dozen generations.

For people like Uncle Lang, the word "resistance" had never even occurred to them.

Exploitation and brainwashing, isn't this what the nobles of the world used to enslave most people?

Even in the country before his rebirth, it took decades, and countless martyrs used their blood to awaken the spirit of resistance hidden in the blood of genes.

Only then can the majority of the working people get a new life and truly become the masters of their own destiny.

Although Zhao Xiaobai asked himself that he had lived two lifetimes, the injustice of the society has long been commonplace, and his heart is numb.

But when he saw Uncle Lang's grandson, he carefully wrapped the chicken leg he had given him in lotus leaves, and planned to take it back for his younger siblings to eat.

His cold heart was beating instantly, full of strong impulses.

This impulse made him really want to smash the human-eating societies in front of him one after another, and create a society where everyone can afford to eat.

"You kid, how could you be so ashamed in front of Master Soul Master!" Seeing the change in Zhao Xiaobai's expression, Uncle Lang suddenly kicked his grandson's ass in panic, and then hurriedly knelt down to apologize.

Although his grandson was kicked by Uncle Lang, the chicken leg that Zhao Xiaobai gave him was held tightly in his arms.

For fear of being soiled by the dirt on the ground.

When Zhao Xiaobai saw this, his eyes were slightly red and he helped Uncle Lang up, and said with a serious expression: "Uncle Lang, you don't need to kneel, everyone is equal, you don't owe me anything."

"Here, isn't it justified to kneel down to the soul master master?" Uncle Lang heard Zhao Xiaobai's words, his face was panicked, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

What equality, what resistance.

What is the meaning of what the master soul master said!

Zhao Xiaobai looked at him with a puzzled expression, and immediately stopped saying anything. After handing a few gold soul coins to Uncle Lang, he sighed and said, "If there is a destiny, we will still have a chance to meet in the future."

After Zhao Xiaobai said this, he didn't hide his figure anymore.

I saw him wearing white clothes, his figure was flying in the air like a shooting star, flying towards the Star Dou Forest.

The guarding soul master of the city where Uncle Lang was located, sensed the fluctuation of energy, and hurriedly brought someone to check the situation.

But I didn't want Zhao Xiaobai to be in a bad mood at the moment, looking at the two soul masters of the soul emperor realm rushing across, pinching their necks with both hands, directly crushing the soul power of their body protection, and directly killing them.

These soul masters don't have the mark of Wuhun Temple on them, it seems that they are all soul masters attached to the city lord.

That being the case, Zhao Xiaobai would naturally not be polite.

After finishing them off, Zhao Xiaobai disappeared in the air instantly.

This made the expression on Uncle Lang's face on the ground, as if a god descended, and his eyes were full of terrified expressions.

"God, the gods descended to earth!" Uncle Lang felt the temperature of the golden soul coin in his palm, and when he saw Zhao Xiaobai's back flying away into the void, he couldn't help pulling his grandson in the direction where Zhao Xiaobai disappeared with excitement, and kowtowed in gratitude.

But when he saw the scene where the soul master of the city lord's mansion fell to his death from the sky, he suddenly felt nervous, and hurriedly dragged his grandson to run away.

Don't look at the age of Uncle Lang in his 70s, he runs like a tiger, and directly scares the grandson beside him.

I didn't expect my grandfather's physical fitness to be so good.

Only Uncle Lang knew in his heart that this disaster was about to happen.

The killing of two soul masters in the Soul Emperor realm of the City Lord's Mansion will definitely cause a sensation, and he, who has had contact with the gods, will definitely become the object of the City Lord's attention.

It's not a disaster, what is it?
Uncle Lang ran home and told his son and wife who were blacksmithing.

The family hurriedly cleaned up, escaped from the Lanyu City, and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)