A consensus was reached. Old Vic couldn't wait to hand over his information to the blood pupil one by one. After listening to his story, the blood pupil realized how barren his knowledge of this world was.

It turns out that this world is not just an X35 planet. It also has countless civilizations scattered throughout the vast universe, and it is divided into seven levels according to the degree of civilization development. Planet X35 is a ruined planet after the nuclear apocalypse, and its civilization development is extremely low, so it can only be located at the bottom of the so-called Seventh Realm. And above this level, there are six levels of the World Realm.

Of course, the above six levels of the World Realm are not what the Seventh World Realm looks like. The higher the level of the world, the more prosperous the civilization level and the more advanced science and technology will be. A phenomenon like the Seventh Realm, where it is difficult to even eat and drink water, is not seen in other realms, and I am afraid that it will not be heard of.

Although everything in the high-level world realm is so good. But it's not so easy to get into. The law of the universe is the survival of the fittest. For a planet with a low-level world to join a high-level world, it must reach a certain level of civilization and technology before it can be recognized. Just like the planet of the seventh realm, if you want to enter the sixth realm, then you need to reach the stage of interstellar voyage at least with a population of two billion. Solve the problem of resource circulation. This is a very difficult standard to meet. Not to mention ruin planets like planet X35. Even the better planets in the Seventh Realm are difficult to reach.

This is the ascension of the civilization level, and if an individual wants to enter the high-level world realm, it is another matter.

After all, although the high-level world realm is developed, there is also a need for people to do some low-level work. Simply put, slavery and hard labor. Therefore, it is not hopeless for a person from the low-level world realm to enter the high-level world realm.

To put it simply, there are generally three ways to enter the advanced world.

The first is slave labor. Every year, a special spaceship will go to the Seventh Realm to collect slave labor. People in the realm of the current world will be taken away as long as they can pass the corresponding examination. Out of this hellish world. It's just that the reception of slave labor must be strictly divided according to the civilization hierarchy, and slave laborers in the seventh world are only allowed to enter the sixth world of the world. And so on. So although this is a pathway, the treatment you get in the end is far from being as good as you imagined. The low status of slave labor in the sixth world is terrible. Anyone can kill them without being punished. Every year, countless slave laborers are killed because they are unable to do their jobs. In the Sixth Realm, slave laborers were not as good as dogs.

The second way is the universal rules of individual escalation. As long as one has the talents that meet the needs of the advanced worldly realm. Then they can enter the advanced world realm openly. Automatically gain citizenship in the advanced world realm. And if the talent is particularly good, you can also get a special investment for them. and the treatment and environment far beyond the lower worldly realms. So in general, as long as there is some talent, people will take this path.

However, this second one looks good, but in fact it is insidious and vicious. If outstanding talents are recruited by the high-level world-class world, then the development of civilization in the low-level world-class world will inevitably come to a standstill or even regress. In this way, the talent reserve of the high-level world world is guaranteed, and the development of the low-level world world is restricted. It's really hurting others and benefiting oneself. Therefore, in the lower worlds, this rule is also called the "bloodsucking rule". Let countless planet leaders who are eager to enter the high-level world grit their teeth with hatred.

The third pathway is different from either of the above. It does not require the sale of dignity and life, nor does it have too high a threshold. But it's the bloodiest of the three. Because it's not actually an upgrade rule, it's a mercenary rule.

As long as you can become a cosmic mercenary, then you will automatically obtain the citizenship of the fourth to sixth worlds. This rule is dictated by the mercenary guilds throughout the universe. Has the rules of the fourth to sixth civilizations take precedence. So it's extremely attractive. During the time when this rule was first established, the number of cosmic mercenaries had exploded. Almost all warriors of lower civilizations want to get a chance at a new life through this pathway. But in reality, only five years have passed. The number of cosmic mercenaries has returned to its original level again. It is enough to see the cruelty and gore of this rule.

Cosmic mercenaries aren't something they can do if they want to. That represents great equipment and dominating force. In order to survive the brutal cosmic war, the lowest-level cosmic mercenary must also possess the ability to annihilate a regular legion head-on. Although the regular legion here refers to the most basic Seventh Legion of the Realm. But do not forget that its demand is not to crush, but to annihilate. ,

A regular legion of the Seventh Realm would generally have between three thousand and five thousand men. What kind of ability and cold-bloodedness it takes to annihilate such a behemoth. It's chilling to think about. This is also the reason why the cosmic mercenary has such a transcendent status. They are a bunch of butchers roaming the universe. Always ready to make a bloody storm for the sake of the employer.

Blood Pupil thinks that he has some combat power, but he definitely doesn't think that he can meet the minimum standards of a cosmic mercenary. So this road will not work for the time being.

Sitting in the rickety carriage, the blood pupil quietly listened to the old Vic's narration, and suddenly asked.

"Commander, is there no other way than these three?"

"This ......," Old Vic thought for a frown. Then he sighed. "Not really. It's just that this fourth path is too dangerous, and basically those who take this path will not end well. So only those who can't get along here will take risks. ”

"What's that?" Blood Pupil asked in a low voice.

Old Vic glanced at him and lowered his voice. "Stowaway."

"Every year the ships that come to collect slave labor do some extra buying and selling. It's smuggling. For a sufficient price, they will be able to take you on board. In this way, when you reach the advanced world, although you don't have any identity, you are free. If you find the right opportunity, you can also get a citizenship. ”

"............" the blood pupil was silent. Obviously, this is not a good road either. Consider that slave labor is already the lowest level, and this road is actually inferior to slave labor. What is the right opportunity to get citizenship is actually infinitely close to zero.

It seems to look at the idea of bleeding pupils. Old Vichar laughed. I comforted him. "Actually, you don't have to worry, you're still young. The strength is also good, you can be a hunter first. When you have your savings, you can get some equipment and arm yourself. Or join a team of hunters. In this way, if you encounter a cosmic mercenary one day in the future, you may be able to be taken in by them as a vassal. Although vassals can't get the treatment of cosmic mercenaries, it is not difficult for you to leave this planet with your master. ”

There was a brief silence in the room. After a while, the blood pupil suddenly smiled and stood up.

"Vassal?? Interesting. Then Captain Vic, you still owe me a map, and the basics of this world. ”

"These will be in your room by noon tomorrow." Old Vic replied with a smile.

"............" Blood Pupil glanced at him seriously. Turn and walk to the door. When he was about to leave, he stopped again.

"Captain Vic's ......"

"What's the matter?"

"You know so much, before...... It's not an ordinary person, is it? ”

"It doesn't matter, does it?" Old Vic replied with a grin. But there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Blood Pupil nodded. Leaving the room......

The nights in the moors are cold and long. But there is always a time when the clouds open and the sun rises. The next morning, the sun that had been absent for a long time showed its head in shame. In this warm sunshine, even the strong wind turned into a gentle breeze. Blowing on the body is warm. At noon, the brigade's tattered convoy finally approached the gathering point. Through the car windows, travelers can already see the rudimentary fence and the flow of people coming and going.

It served as a place for supply and trading for travelers in the wasteland. Gathering points are generally busy. It's also confusing.

After handing over a small half-bag of ore, the brigade convoy was granted permission to enter the gathering point. Follow a dirty dirt road into a square. There are already quite a few convoys in the square. A group of travelers brought out their goods and set them up on the stalls. Seeing the Black Sheep Brigade enter, they all had a friendly look in their eyes.

The life of the brigade is not easy, so despite the competition with each other, they can also maintain a relative harmony. After all, they might fall in the wilderness at some point and be rescued by the other brigades. It's still necessary to be able to make a good impression on each other.

The poverty of the Black Sheep Brigade is evident today. The goods brought out by other brigades were dazzling, and they occupied several stalls. The Black Sheep Brigade only had a few packages of goods. Barely filled a small stall. It has caused many brigades to look sideways. However, as the head of the regiment, Vic is in good spirits today. He triumphantly leaned against the door and basked in the sun. The gray beard is curled up and down. In the carriage behind him, the armor given to him by the blood pupil was quietly resting, and it had turned into the original locomotive.

Blood Pupil glanced at it as he walked by. I found that the suit was actually repaired by Old Vic, who didn't know how to repair it. Although there are a few more ugly patches in the places that were broken by him. But it is undoubtedly already usable. So he nodded to Old Vic.

"You're more powerful than I thought."

"When people are old, they have seen a lot of the world. Fixing something is nothing. Old Vic replied with a smile. Blood Pupil, the weather is nice today, so let's go to the market too. Maybe there's something nice to get your hands on. The few slaves you gave it to you can also shoot here. ”

Blood Pupil had already seen those slaves last night, all of them were seventeen or eighteen little girls. According to the market of the last days, such a little girl can be sold for a very good price. But it takes some time.

However, Blood Pupil still thought about it but gave up this idea, it's not that he still has any hellish sense of justice, it's just that he just doesn't want to add drag. With a few more mouths to eat, the blood pupil can't afford such a huge expense.

"Keep those slaves for yourself. Captain Vic, but hopefully they will become freedmen in the future. ”

"That's a lot of burden." Old Vic seemed to have known that the blood pupil would say this, revealing the expression of an old fox.

Blood Pupil smiled dumbly and shook her head. Walked to the bazaar.

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