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"Hey, how pure is he? Why doesn't he speak? Is he mute?"

The boss spoke first, wanting to confirm.

The little boss who brought Yule in also hurriedly spoke:

"Did you lower your head and stare blankly?"

Just kidding, if he is really a noble lord, or even just a recent person who has passed the age of fifteen.

That would be a big trouble for them.

After all, unlike this group of remnants that no one wants to pay attention to, recent people with a genetic purity of over 15% are already legal citizens of various countries.

To be able to bask in the glory of humanity!

Enjoy the blessing of the law, the gift of the divine machine, and even the lucky ones can admire the majesty of the golden bloodline!

If a close person goes missing in their place, someone will definitely come to interrogate and investigate, and even if they can handle it, they will be bleeding heavily.

And if, if this guy is really a noble whose genetic purity exceeds 20%.

Then this group of them must be doomed!

Not to mention that they were the ones who did it. Even if they weren't, they are a group of notorious villains. If they can't find the target, they will be directly arrested and charged as murderers!

The boy holding the instrument also understood the seriousness of the matter. He stuttered and said:

"Boss, maybe, maybe I haven't used it for too long and I don't know how to use it, so I made the wrong step. Don't worry, I'll retest it right away!"

This statement made everyone feel at ease a lot.

Yes, usually the people they can deal with can basically tell what class they are at a glance. Even if they want to test the genetic purity, the previous one that can only reach the filth level is enough.

Although the thing I am taking out now is not as precious as a divine machine, it is still a rare thing that can only be obtained in large places.

I haven't used it a few times since I got it back.

It’s not surprising that something went wrong this time.

"That's good. You scared me. Come on, finish the test and get it!"

The younger brother reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of saliva before planning to take another test.

This time, he met Yule's gaze.

Yule, who realized that his opportunity might have really come, was showing off his lifelong acting skills and gave a suitable look at this moment - sarcasm, and contempt that penetrated his bones!

I have seen that look before, once on a noble man who was surrounded by countless guards armed to the teeth.

He no longer remembered why that kind of aristocratic gentleman came to this hellish place like theirs.

But that look was still fresh in his memory.

That's a complete look at another lowly species!

He wanted to give Yule a slap on the spot to make him put away his irritating eyes.

But he didn't dare, not at all.

The class gap in this world is much wider than Yule imagined.

I can only lower my head hastily and continue testing.

I pray that I really made the wrong step.

As Yule's fingertips felt a slight pulling sensation again.

Readings new and old resurfaced on the screen.

The boy almost screamed on the spot, threw the instrument and fell backwards.

At the same time, he shouted in a hurry:

"Boss, boss, it's not good, it's not good!"

This suddenly shocked the other barbarians.

Especially the barbarian sitting on the sofa jumped up on the spot and said:

"What the hell, what's wrong? You're talking!"

"Noble, you are really a noble master!"

The younger brother has already crawled to the boss's side.

By the way, he cried and shouted the sentence that made everyone change their color:

"Moreover, even this latest one can't tell how pure the noble master is!"

At this moment, the Manzi boss and the little leader felt their foreheads heat up, and then the world began to spin.

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