Chapter 3707 - How Can One Live a Life as a Slave?
Ancient slave race? Tianming closed his eyes. As expected, the victors had rewritten history. Even in the Ancient Oldgod Domain, some knew about the war between flameyellow and the Eightpart Pantheons, and the Original Sin Pool that was left behind. But here in the Upper Star Ruin, all that remained in the public record was the judged ancient slave race.
A civil war? No. In the current historical narrative, it was merely the suppression of a slave rebellion.
"Have you heard of Flameyellow?" Tianming asked.
"The elders say that word is taboo. If you say it, you die..." Long Chen quickly replied.
"Is your race numerous across the Upper Star Ruin?" Tianming continued.
"Yes! We're everywhere. Every Middlekin Star Ruin has a lot of us." Long Chen's eyes reddened further.
"What do they do?" Tianming asked.
"We hold the lowest status in the Upper Star Ruin, so we do all the grunt work. In maniverse- and fortuna-class worlds, we’re slaves and servants. In Middlekin Star Ruins, we’re miners. We risk our lives to enter the divine channels and drag out middlekin stars because astralships can't enter! Because of that, my parents, my grandparents... they all died in the divine channels!" Long Chen said.
"So in the Middlekin Star Ruins, all of you are miners?" Tianming took a deep breath.
"Yes! We’re three-quarters of the population in the Middlekin Star Ruins, all of us using our lives to mine middlekin stars!" Long Chen wept.
Tianming had never imagined the flameyellow divinities had fallen to such a fate. He had risen from the Sun and finally returned with his imperial star. But upon arriving, everything he saw and heard filled his heart with the same sorrow and anger as the young boy in front of him!
How could this be? Why must they always bow their heads? There was only one answer: the heavenly shackles! It was just like xeno fatigue, but instead of causing death it locked away talent.