The old man Lu was constantly nagging all the way, cultivate well, don't be proud, and so on, and so on, and so on, until he entered the hotel.

Yes~

Old man Lu patted his stomach, slowly exhaled a breath, and burped, "Finally have a normal meal, comfortable."

After some twists and turns, the two finally returned to the town on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, found a hotel, and had a hot meal.

Old man Lu sat at the dining table, still holding a few toothpicks in his hands, and there was a greasy plate in front of him, and a glass that still had a little cloudy wine left.

Lu Ming chewed slowly, holding chopsticks and eating the food similar to noodles in front of him, the taste of eating was more inclined to the feeling of swallow skin and fish noodles, but the taste was similar to ramen, with a little elasticity.

I heard Old Man Lu say that this peculiar food is made by crushing and beating some kind of soul beast meat, adding flour and kneading it into noodles, without any seasoning and no broth, but the taste is excellent, and many people who stay in the inn will order one.

Lu Ming slowly ate the food on the table, while swallowing, while observing the surrounding situation, the firelight of the fireplace mixed with the sound of sucking, which was quite appropriate.

The decoration of the inn is very shabby, and although the all-wooden house is conducive to reconstruction and expansion, it also looks very simple, but outside the dangerous soul beast forest, a simple and safe house, and a hot meal can make people feel infinitely warm.

Next to the wall was a stone fireplace with some wood in it, and a round metal tray on the fireplace, warming several jugs of hot wine. It's not hot outside the Soul Beast Forest at night, but it's definitely not cold.

The glow of the fireplace shone on the red cheeks of the drinkers at the table, and the light reflected in their eyes, and they kept pulling pots of hot wine from the fireplace between cups and cups.

Lu Ming didn't quite understand why in this kind of weather, they still liked to light the fireplace and drink hot wine, maybe the fear of facing the soul beast was still in their hearts, and the biting cold needed some warmth to comfort.

Finally, Lu Ming finished eating this special dish and followed Old Man Lu to open two rooms at the small front desk at the door.

"Shopkeeper, come and open two rooms for our grandfather", Old Man Lu burped and wiped the grease on his beard with a tissue.

"Okay, two soul masters, this is your room, go up to the second floor and turn left to see the room number", a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man took out two keys from the drawer in the cabinet, and nodded while taking them.

"I don't know how long the two adults have lived in the hotel, this store is a small business, I refuse to bargain, and I will live in the hotel for one night and one silver soul coin per room", the man hugged his hand and looked at Old Man Lu with a smile.

Old man Lu took it out of his pocket, touched it, rummaged left and right, and took out two Silver Soul Coins from his pocket.

Lu Ming still wanted to say something, so he was hurriedly pulled upstairs by Old Man Lu, checked left and right, and then found the room, opened the door and entered, and pulled Lu Ming to sit down on the bed next to him.

"Did you just want to say that it was too expensive", Old Man Lu said.

"Hmm", Lu Ming nodded, of course this price is very expensive, for the price of Douluo Continent, one Silver Soul coin can buy two stones of rice, Lu Ming roughly estimated, one stone of rice in Douluo Continent is about sixty kilograms.

Converted at the price of rice, the purchasing power of this Silver Soul Coin is nearly four hundred yuan today. For a dilapidated hotel, even if he has a special location, he can't let Lu Ming understand.

This is different from the economic system full of errors in the original book in Lu Ming's memory, but has its own set of strict monetary system, one gold soul coin is equal to ten silver soul coins is equal to one thousand copper soul coins.

The value of the precious metal extracted after each gold soul coin is smelted is fixed equal to one tael of silver, or one tael of gold.

The use of gold, silver and bronze soul coins is the same as that used in the Tang and Song dynasties, and the amount of value represented by each soul coin is exactly equal to the value of the metal that can be extracted.

When he came back to his senses, Lu Ming heard Old Man Lu's whisper.

"This is outside the Star Dou Great Forest, and most of the people who come and go are hunting soul rings or hunting soul beasts to make money.

The shops in the neighborhood are all colluding to set the price, and you have no choice but to be slaughtered."

As he spoke, he also touched Lu Ming's head, "There are also many people in this kind of place, there are many people, try not to expose the money, and some people in the province are interested in seeing the money."

Lu Ming naturally understood this simple truth, the security of the entire Douluo Continent was not too good, and it could even be said to be very poor, and the entire aristocratic feudal government did not care about the life or death of civilians and weak soul masters with no background.

The laws of the empire are just a dead letter, and even in recent years, for the sake of their own legitimacy, they have also issued a document to promote meritocracy, which roughly means that soul masters above the fourth ring have the same status and treatment as nobles.

The government is the government of the soul master, the emperor is the emperor of the soul master, they will only stand up for the soul master, and even in some places, the so-called "soul master" who crippled a few civilians on the street was not cared for, and the people on the side of the road may still be happily gnawing on human blood steamed buns.

Even if someone really goes to the government to sue the soul master who beats people on the street, it is only a commoner who sues the nobles for beating forty boards first, and then the government comes out to say a few verses, "The soul master is of the same level as the nobles, and it is a capital crime for civilians to collide with nobles".

Only when they encounter the so-called evil soul masters who can threaten this "soul master", this group of people swarm like enraged bees, full of righteousness and the righteous path of the world.

Even if the soul master is approachable and gentle, he still has a touch of arrogance in his bones when facing ordinary people-the arrogance of the soul master in the face of civilians. This arrogance has made them naturally not put civilians on an equal footing.

It was not early, and Old Man Lu nagged a few more words, instructed Lu Ming a few words, and went back to his house.

Lu Ming lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

Lu Ming was a person who liked to think wildly in his previous life, but Old Man Lu's words made his mind float into the clouds.

If...... What if my martial soul awakened as a waste martial soul with no soul power, or a first-level and half-level soul power, and was just an unknown civilian in this life.

Lu Ming's face became more and more ugly, lying on the bed and turning over and over, clutching the quilt tightly, clenching his teeth, and a sad mood poured in like a tide.

He didn't even dare to think that in this sad, hereditary factor-martial spirit-laid world, the living conditions of civilians would only be more desperate than the previous boring work life, and the children of civilians would most likely still be civilians.

And civilians are the stepping stone of the entire soul master world, the low-end soul master is the stepping stone of the high-end soul master, the low-end soul master and the commoner contribute their income day after day, pay taxes for the country, but they do not get any rights, no protection.

The civilians of the entire Douluo Continent contributed to the productivity of almost the entire continent, and most of the so-called soul masters were shameful minced meat eaters, they did not engage in any production, even if it was only mental production, they enjoyed the worship of the country, and acted as a strategic weapon of a country.

What is ridiculous is that the motive for the activation of this so-called strategic weapon is only the selfish desires of the feudal aristocracy, and not only that, but it is often the low-end soul masters and ordinary people who step on the front end of the battlefield.

The nobles also have to coax the commoners to participate in the war with a mouth of benevolence and morality, this situation is not uncommon in the history of the Douluo Continent, and the emperor often starts a war for his own name, or for some interests and honor.

The scenes of harsh taxation and forced labor, poor livelihood and lack of food, robbers, thieves, criminals, and prostitutes seem to have nothing to do with the extravagant aristocracy, but they are closely related.

And the civilians of the Douluo Continent have almost been wiped out of all their resistance under the education of loyal monarchs since childhood, even if they want to fight, what can they do?

Guns and cannons can smash the castles of nobles, but what in a world where the power gap between soul masters and civilians is so great?!!!

If he was born in this world, he would not feel sad, but he had heard in the other world what equality was, even if it was only relative......

The situation of the civilians of the entire Douluo Continent continued to grow and magnify in his heart, and this sense of sympathy for the same disease was depressed in his heart.

"I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I have a good martial spirit, I won't have that tragic encounter, I won't, I won't", Lu Ming kept muttering to comfort himself.

The constant muttering of self-comfort in his mouth seems to have done a little and nothing seems to have any......