Chapter 933
Chapter 933 - 919 Good Samaritan
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"Refugees from afar, how come they look so much like hairless monkeys..."
𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"Yes, they seem to be from that species. I’ve heard these people are traitors, and those who made the news before, they’re the ones specifically here to hunt them down. Haha, betraying their own species and coming here as refugees..."
Even the local Feather Tribe people look down on these "interstellar refugees."
Especially recently, after learning from the captured "hairless monkeys" that these folks had betrayed their ethnic group, this reality became clear...
"Refugees? How could that be, they were always said to be high-end individuals, at least... uh, very powerful?"
Some things, you only realize how different the situation is from what you expected when you actually encounter them.
When Lu Ping’an confirmed the intelligence, he really regretted his misjudgment; he truly hadn’t expected that these fellas would end up in a refugee camp.
"Them? A bunch of religious extremists, do you think this world needs such talent?"
Now that you mention it, it does make sense upon further thought.
They used to get by on Earth simply because they were extraordinary individuals, but in this "Peaceful World," does their martial prowess even matter?
As for religion, Lu Ping’an found that no one believed in gods. Perhaps in this part of the world, deities are just tools or simply more powerful mortals. There’s no fertile ground for the development of religion.
Moreover, a long history of peaceful living has cultivated a general "kindness" and "order" among the residents, making these blood-soaked bastards stand out even more unfavorably.
"Those of Rule-level probably still have their means of making a living. No matter the world, they are rare assets. And that ’Blood-crow’, being a Deity, should be able to get by anywhere. Perhaps, in their eyes, these people are simply a burden..."
Some words sound harsh, but it’s natural for everyone to look out for themselves in times of great disaster.
Especially since this group was already a bunch of bastards with no sense of unity or brotherly love.
No one truly likes a betrayer, especially those who can’t bring enough benefit... What could these people bring to the Feather Tribe? Recruiting a Deity or Rule-level might make sense, but these "weaker" ones?
A few Rule-level individuals could simply find an organization to wash away their past and easily integrate. Staying with these people instead would only make them more conspicuous.
Naturally, when they couldn’t mix in the most core worlds, they moved to "Remote Worlds," and from there, their situation went from bad to worse until they ended up in this "third-rate world," ultimately becoming homeless "interstellar refugees."
"They have hands and feet, why not look for work?" Xia Qin still didn’t understand; she thought there would be a bloody battle, yet this journey turned stranger at every turn.
"Firstly, they need to have the ability to work, and secondly, why would the Feather Tribe hire them?"
The Feather Tribe has its own system of strength and military organization. What Lu Ping’an now sees is obviously not the whole picture, and it’s unlikely to be the core circle... The betrayers, not being part of the local system and just pure warriors, naturally can’t integrate. Or more precisely, their power isn’t enough to cover the extra costs involved.
And as individuals, these professionals, having left the pantheon system, almost entirely severed their paths forward. Blood-crow is a newborn Deity with limited ways and professions on offer... It’s likely plotting a transition, even more motivated to shed these burdens.
"...If left alone, they’ll be doomed sooner or later."
Lu Ping’an didn’t believe that these people, unable to integrate into the new society, would successfully "convert" to the local extraordinary system... They had limited time and their Talent Abilities had often grown to quite a high level. To quickly reach a new system’s power that could suppress "Talent" in a short period was extraordinarily difficult.
So, with limited usefulness, the potential to go Out of Control at any moment, and a host of bad habits, these liabilities were naturally kicked out by those of Rule-level.
To fend for themselves? Or something akin to that. In any case, abandoned by their masters, they gradually lost their value and place in society, slowly becoming homeless interstellar refugees...
"Tragic, truly tragic..."
Having understood all of this, Lu Ping’an even felt some sympathy for these guys... They were actually being used as pawns by others. Didn’t the decision-makers know the situation? Weren’t they aware that once successful, the core members would reap the benefits while these guys were left to take the blame?
However, they were not innocent at all, even...
"...Ha, this end, really is justice served."
At least those in the courtyard were quite happy.
"Refugee Camp, huh..."
Lu Ping’an chose to come to this city because it was an "international metropolis," which had an airport leading to the Foreign Domain. It was here that people had previously seen those traitors as well.
He didn’t expect to end up encountering them in a refugee camp...
"They didn’t bring much in the way of resources when they came out, and even if they had some, it was definitely taken by the big bosses."
Lu Ping’an looked at them from a distance; their conditions were poor, clearly showing signs of nutritional deficiency and lack of rest. There seemed to be more than thirty people, not all of whom matched the information he had.
Perhaps some were still doing well, but obviously most could not manage it.
The data indicated two Rule-level and eleven Decree-level individuals... but there were actually a few more traitors in reality, after all, as a newborn deity, It had sufficient appeal, possibly four or five Rule-level and about twenty Decree-level individuals in total.
Just looking at combat power, they were not bad. In a normal world, they could at least have been security guards, but now, not even a city guard would want them.
"Leave? Uh, the Starcraft outside are waiting for them..."
They might have a chance to escape if they split up, but that would be predicated on their ability to afford a ship ticket.
Their eyes were rigid, like the walking dead, as if they had already realized that they had lost both hope and a future.
In fact, they had a chance before.
"Blood-crow" is, after all, a deity. If It had chosen to develop a "Divine Kingdom," an organization, using these people as the foundation and core to build a new force, they would have been the backbone and the high level of the new force, and their treatment would not have been poor.
But clearly, Blood-crow saw a brighter future and abandoned them without hesitation, leaving them to fend for themselves.
There are quite a few refugee camps here, with many odd-shaped foreigners, but their living conditions are not good; the local ethnic groups do not need these extra laborers.
If any factories were to use them, or rather, they would just be dragged away in whole batches.
However, "hairless monkeys" rarely receive requests for labor... after all, due to recent news reports, probably the entire Feather Tribe in the city knows that these refugees are actually traitors to their ethnic group, and the Infiltrators are merely "righteous thieves" hunting them down.
Traitors... Traitors who can’t bring benefits, especially those with blood on their hands from past crimes, naturally, no one would want to recruit them.
Their situation was getting even worse, the welfare in the refugee camp was just enough to not starve to death, and the "bird food" distributed locally really did not suit human tastes; their condition was quite dire.
They knew that as long as they could endure and adapt to the local environment, everything would get better... but they were worried they might not last that long.
And today, a factory recruiter arrived, just as the "hairless monkeys" thought it wasn’t their turn again, this "kind-hearted Mr. An Nan" surprisingly had no prejudices and was willing to give them a chance!
"...To be humane, one should always give others a chance, this is the true way to accumulate merit and virtue."
— End of Chapter 933 —