Lin Feng didn't care about the tone of the goatee, but smiled slightly, and with a slight touch of his finger on his arm, a bead of blood suddenly took out, which was grabbed by the air and shot into the wooden plate.

As soon as the blood beads entered the wooden plate, the seemingly ordinary blue-yellow wooden plate suddenly bloomed with a burst of crimson light, like the blood of a living person, which was very eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, Goatee's original indifferent expression on his face changed, and then he changed into a slightly intimate appearance, pulled out a smile a little stiffly, and said: "Well, the blood qi in the body is crimson, it is indeed a blood warrior!" Little brother, you wait a moment, I'll make you an identity token. ”

"There's Brother Lao." Although Lin Feng was polite and polite, his expression deliberately revealed a very faint sense of arrogance, showing the pride of being a young genius vividly.

However, whether it was the middle-aged man with the goatee or the few maids standing on the side, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his arrogance, but they were all used to it.

Especially those maids, they inadvertently glanced at Lin Feng's handsome and dusty face, and one by one was not only respectful, but also faintly admired.

In their eyes, Lin Feng was a real blood warrior after all, and he was a rare genius anywhere in the Blood Luo World, and it was normal to have some arrogance, otherwise it would make people feel abnormal.

"Tell me your name and place of origin." Goatee took out a palm-sized metal plaque, turned his head and asked Lin Fengdao.

Lin Feng told him the contents of the name post one by one.

A few minutes later, Goatee engraved some identification information on the metal plate, and after applying some anti-counterfeiting imprints through special spells, an identity token was released.

"Brother Beiming, this is your identity token, as long as you show this thing in the future, you can enter and exit the city gate at will. By the way, if you accidentally lose the token in the future, you can talk to the gate guard, and after retrieving the information, I will re-handle it for you. Goatee handed the identity token to Lin Feng and made some admonitions.

"Thank you, brother, I remember." Lin Feng took the token and nodded in understanding.

"Mu Lian, you take Bei Ming to the governor's mansion and guide him to live in his own house, go." Seeing him nod, Goatee instructed a maid beside him.

The maid named Mu Lian immediately bowed down, then stretched out her hand and led the way: "Lord Beiming, please come with the slave maid." ”

After Lin Feng said goodbye with a slight fist to the goatee, he began to walk out under the guidance of the maid.

Before I got out of the room, I saw a few new people coming, apparently also to check their identities.

When he reached the gate, he suddenly heard an angry shout from the courtyard—

"Dare to try to get by, it's just bold, I don't know whether to live or die! Come on, take this kid down for me and make him a slave! ”

Lin Feng could hear that this was the voice of the goatee just now, but it became a little sand because of anger.

"Yes!"

Immediately, two thick and powerful voices rang out.

As if noticing the look on Lin Feng's face, the maid Mu Lian took the initiative to explain carelessly: "My lord, because there are constantly some martial artists who have a fluke mentality who want to enter the Divine City in a foolish way and become an elite There are too many things, so when Lord Jian Hong faces newcomers, his face is often relatively indifferent. ”

Jian Hong is the middle-aged man with a goatee.

Only then did Lin Feng understand why Jian Hong's expression and tone were so indifferent when he first entered the room, it turned out that he was annoyed by the guy who wanted to be confused.

"What kind of treatment will slaves be received?" Lin Feng asked with some curiosity.

Seeing him respond to him, Mu Lian couldn't help but be slightly happy, but he didn't dare to show it, and tried his best to pretend to be as usual: "Lord Hui, in this Divine City, it is generally divided into five classes, namely: slaves, city citizens, officials, gods, and supreme immortal gods!" ”

When the words immortal gods were spoken, an almost pious light of faith appeared on her face, and it seemed that the upper echelons of this divine city had brainwashed these lower levels.

"Immortal gods are immortal and supreme, this naturally goes without saying. And the Divine Disciples are the martial artists who have successfully fused the three Blood Luo Crystals, just like you, my lord, no matter what kind of cultivation you have, you have the noble status of 'Divine Disciple', second only to the Immortal Gods. ”

As she spoke, she peeked at Lin Feng with a look in her eyes, and the admiration gradually became a little undisguised.

"Officials, that is, the managers of the Divine City, also have different levels from top to bottom. Generally speaking, the more ordinary officials are mostly held by ordinary city citizens, but there are also some important and high positions, which can only be held by priests. It seems that this class is more complicated, and often some city citizens in key official positions may have a position that suppresses ordinary gods and disciples......"

In this last sentence, she was kindly reminding Lin Feng not to ignore some city citizens who held official positions, so as not to provoke people who could not be provoked.

In fact, this official class is also easy to understand, just like in ancient times, commoners and nobles had the opportunity to become officials, although the starting point of commoners is low and there is no backstage, but if they have real power and high power, even if they are some nobles, they must be polite and give three points.

This is also the case in this Divine City.

"Under the officials, they are naturally ordinary city citizens. Priests and officials were free from labor and provided for, while the city's citizens needed to be self-sufficient, earning resources and wealth, and paying taxes to qualify for long-term stays, otherwise they would be dismissed as citizens of the city if they were in arrears. ”

Mu Lian had obviously been in the Divine City for many years and knew a lot about it.

"As for the slavery you mentioned, it is quite miserable, and it is the lowest class in the Divine City. A slave is a slave, which is very different from the city's people, you don't think the slave is just a maid, but she is also a city-citizen, not a slave. ”

She pointed to herself and said with a smile.

"Slaves have no rights, they don't have any benefits other than life-sustaining resources, and they are even restricted from cultivating. What they have to do every day is to keep mining and looking for all kinds of resources, and unconditionally hand over the Divine City to worship the existence of a higher class. ”

"When it comes to the source of slaves, there are three more channels: one is the person you have just seen, who wants to enter the city of God and become a disciple of God; second, it is the great traitor and evil people in the world; Third, there are those who have committed unpardonable sins in the City of God. ”

In the end, Mu Lian's face also showed a palpitation, as if he avoided the slave class like a snake and scorpion.

(End of chapter)