Chapter 198: Identity

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"Damn, this isn't a fight for a man, is it?" A warrior muttered quietly.

"Hehe, if the head of the regiment can really hook up with K, then our future will be a bright road! He's so strong! ā€

"Forget it, just the way he looks...... How can it be. ā€

"You know what! His face was obviously disfigured by the bomb, and it wasn't too difficult to repair, and then again, men rely on strength, and who cares what he looks like. ā€

Of course, these changes could not be hidden from Fan's ears, he rubbed the corners of his eyebrows helplessly, he knew that if he didn't make a decision as soon as possible, this matter might not be spread by others.

"Don't fight. Dilier, let's go. ā€

As soon as Fan's decision was spoken, Di Lier immediately changed to a powerful expression, snorted softly, and glanced at the night pupil with some arrogance, using the posture of a winner.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the decision made by Fan, the meaning of the night pupil is not clear, and they have had unpleasant things happen before, but Di Lier has been committed to helping him, so it is completely reasonable for him to make this decision.

Seeing that Fan made such a decision, a slight grievance and anger flashed in his psychedelic eyes, "If you don't come, you won't come!" Who is rare! She threw down her sleeves vigorously and turned away in hatred.

And looking at the shadow of the night pupil leaving quickly, Fan didn't have any intention of staying.

"Let's go?" Di Lier tugged at the corners of her mouth and said to Fan with a smile.

Van nodded, and the two quickly disappeared in place.

"Hah! I didn't expect the head of the regiment to really win. The soldiers who were still watching discussed with "weird" expressions.

"Stains, is there really some secret between them? Otherwise, how could the head of the regiment worry about running up and down every day for K's affairs? ā€

"Hey, if it were me, I'd definitely choose the chick on the other side."

"Why?"

"Of course, it's because she's prettier!"

"Cut, I wish you had seen her." Someone asked with contempt.

"I've never seen it!" The warrior was like a cat with its tail stepped on, "I was urinating in the corner before I came, and I caught a glimpse of her by chance, and the wind blew through at that angle, blowing her veil up......"

"Later?" Everyone hurriedly asked.

"Later...... Later...... "The warrior was a little embarrassed.

"Tell me about it!"

"Then I stood there in a daze for five minutes, my mind was full of her face, to be honest, I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life, it can be described as perfect!"

"Then what are you doing all the time? There's nothing unpleasant about that. ā€

The warrior's face began to turn red, and Ai Ai whispered, "As a result, my pants were so fucking wet because I was in a daze......"

"Your uncle! I said how the crotch and hands were wet when you came here, and you lied to me that you washed your hands! You're all rubbing Lao Tzu! A person immediately burst out of the crowd and slapped him on the head.

Van and Dilil walked side by side, through the dense tents towards the edge of the town.

"Thank you." Van said suddenly.

"Huh?" Di Lier was a little puzzled.

"Thank you for protecting me these days, and of course, thank you for the good food."

Dilliel shrugged her shoulders, "That's as it should be." ā€

"Do I have a question for you?" As she walked, Di Lier suddenly asked.

Van nodded.

"Where the hell are you from? Of course, I'm just asking, if you don't want to answer. ā€

Fan's expression was a little stunned after hearing this, as if he was recalling something, and after a moment he shook his head.

Di Lier thought that he didn't want to answer, so she hesitated and didn't ask.

"Then your face ......"

"Wounded by a fragmentation grenade." Van remembers this clearly, and there is nothing to hide.

"Why don't you go and heal."

"There is no chance, and there is no need." Brahman replied.

"But like you, it is very difficult to obtain a legal identity certificate, and it is even more difficult to gain trust if you don't return to your appearance, and without a legal identity certificate, your military merits cannot be claimed."

"I don't need military merit."

Di Lier smiled bitterly, "This has nothing to do with whether you need military merit or not, but you must have military merit, I saw the slave mark on your chest, when healing your wounds." ā€

"It's not clear who has the power to seal you, but it does limit your freedom."

Looking at Fan's flat expression, Di Lier guessed that he might not be aware of some of the empire's systems, so she continued, "You are still in the wilderness, this place is far from the center of the empire, and the order is more chaotic, no one will care too much about your identity, everyone is turning a blind eye. However, if you go deep into the empire, it is different, everyone who wants to enter there must go through layers of interrogation, as well as detailed identity investigations, and only after confirming that they are safe and secure will they be released, otherwise no one will care if they are killed on the spot. ā€

"A slave or an unidentified person like you, without the guidance of a 'master', is not qualified to leave the frontier and enter the hinterland, and even if you have a 'master' to lead, if you want to enter the empire, you must either eat poison, or the 'master' will pay you to wear a collar with high explosives built-in. Even so, you are not eligible to appear in the market, and you can only be confined to the 'master's residence' or you will be shot on the spot. ā€

"You can defeat a reformer with an incapable mortal body, this situation is rarely heard of, so I think you must be a person with a story, and you will not limit your future to the border wilderness, and the wilderness has not been peaceful recently, and entering the empire must be your future path."

"How to get legal status."

Dilier continued to smile wryly, "Either join the Pioneer Slave Camp and survive at least twenty medium-sized wars, or participate in the five-year Colosseum as a slave and win." ā€

Fan frowned after hearing this, the latter did not mention, the former had to go through twenty medium-sized wars, and for now, it would take at least a few years, and the slave camp did not move with the army, it was fixed, that is to say, if Di Lier and the others left, his life would not be any different from that of ordinary slaves.

Looking at Fan's expression, Di Li'er sighed, "You don't have to worry too much, I will ask about the family in the next few days, maybe I can let you join our family's slave camp." ā€

"Aren't you afraid I'm a spy?"

Di Lier smiled after hearing this, "Spies don't save people, especially the look in your eyes when you save people, it's very pure." However, even if the clan agrees to give me a legal status, your range of activities will be limited to a maximum of one town from me, unless you have made enough military achievements, so I am not worried. ā€

"Are the rules of the empire always so strict?" Van couldn't help asking.

"That's why the Empire has been able to stand tall among so many large transhuman organizations." Dillier explains.

"Then why are you helping me?"

"Because you saved us, and because you reminded me of someone."

"Who?"

"We're here." Dyliel shrugged and did not answer Van 's question, but instead pointed to a wooden house in front of her.

"Uncle Kane! Come out, come out! "At the door of the hut a child was struggling to chop firewood.

"Muka, what's the fuss."

"Mistress Dillier is here! And Master K, who saved us! (To be continued.) )