After losing most of their True Kings, who could rival the Sky Domain Mech Kings, the Abyss races suffered a crushing defeat under the superior suppression of the Human race. Now is a golden age for mech pilots to reap the rewards of their labor.
The strange beasts in the Abyss Zone haven't changed much; they're the same as before. However, the trend of surrender among the intelligent races is growing daily.
[It's common to see two or three mechs driving hundreds of Abyss Clan members of the same realm back to the prisoner-of-war camp.]
[It's not fair to blame them for surrendering, or for the large number of traitors, because the standards applied to these alien races in the airspace are much harsher than those applied to their own people, but far better than the treatment they receive within their own race.]
"Your workday is 14 hours."
"6_/$:$…_$2!?" (They don't even have to hunt for 18 hours a day!?)
"It's tedious, repetitive work and heavy physical labor."
【“$%.+$》!? (They don't even have to risk their lives to fight to the death with other creatures!?)】
"The 30-minute breaks for lunch and lunch can also be used to meet physiological needs."
【"jvgjs, kixh, olajn!" (They eat two meals a day! The ground races are so extravagant, but we can't afford it!)】
"Free, unlimited nutrient solutions, artificial proteins, and pre-cooked, heated meals at cost price."
"ooooooo!!! knsyxk!" (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!! The earthly race is our new king!)
[After that, there are also seven hours of free time each day, one hour of mandatory self-improvement time, one hour of cultural study time...]
[Later, there was a condition that humans would be appointed as group leaders, responsible only for guarding, but that 30% of the wages of the non-human race members would be handed over to the group leader.]
[Some schools only have one day off per month, an even more extreme ratio of holidays than some private high schools.]
However, aside from a few measures such as encouraging students to study academic subjects, the vast majority of policies were met with cheers from the Abyss race.
However, academic subjects became more popular later on.
Because with education, one can take exams, advance their education, and potentially land better-paying, physically demanding jobs.
[After achieving a certain level of merit, one can even shed their status as a lower-class citizen and be promoted to a full-fledged citizen of the airspace!]
"Why...why? We're prisoners of war, why are they treating us so well!?" One day, a "Fire Clan" creature who had been working for three months at a notorious black factory in the airspace asked its team leader with tears in its eyes.
Tears, nearly 160 degrees, dripped from the corner of her eye, rising in white steam.
[Human group leader: "Because your Fire Refining Clan is truly beyond my expectations."]
[Aside from the countless lower realms, within the primordial realm of the void, intelligent beings are treated in three classes.]
Humans are the highest tier, enjoying various rights and social welfare benefits. Even if they don't work at all, they can go to the subsidy point every day to collect nutrient solution and live a life of idleness.
[Belonging to a different race is the second tier, including conquered groups and traitors from races hostile to humans. They also have official citizenship, but in many areas there is an invisible barrier that locks their upper limit.]
[To prevent instances of alien races turning the tables and taking control, those wishing to break through to the third or fourth realm must report to the airspace and obtain a limited number of slots.]
Unauthorized breaches are punishable by death!
The third tier consists of the defeated race. Not only are their breakthroughs restricted, but even their activities and daily routines are limited... However, thanks to the different environment, they still live much better than their "own race" in the Abyss Zone.
"Happiness is relative. A two-shift job that pays 3,000 yuan a month is definitely a shady factory, but it's much better than being a serf in a landlord's house."
They could have endured the darkness of the abyss if they had never seen the bright lights of the airspace factory.
[In the past, with the True King above them, even the poorest and most impoverished commoners of the Mia tribe in the Abyss, who lived hand to mouth, would proudly raise the antennae on their heads when they thought of the earth-shattering divine might of their fifth-realm ancestor.]
The ancestor has now been killed by the human race.
The human race offered them almost heavenly treatment.
Thus, these people from the lowest levels of the abyss naturally began to change their ancestral origins and recognize their lineage.
"They truly brought civilization and enlightenment to the world; let's give them a Thanksgiving."
January 1st, 2900.
[In the 31st year since this simulation began, you are 45 years old.]
"It's also the year Hagiwara was born." You gently remove Xu Yan's sticky feet from beside you.
Yun Shou: "???"
Don't get me wrong, it's not saliva.
"Wouldn't that be even worse?!"
Xu Yan lay down beside you, waving her hand in front of your face: "Brother Yun Shou, why are you so weak today? You've lost all interest in just a little while?"
"No, I was just thinking about something else." After spending two hours proving yourself capable, you continued.
"Isn't this interval too long?!"
"I was just thinking of someone from the past," you said slowly, without elaborating.
"To be precise, they are people from the future."
Bei Chenguang is a chosen one; he will inevitably become an immortal in the future, a finished toy in Bai He's hands, an object to be toyed with.
[They are people you can see but can't save!]
"Or perhaps there's a way to remove that fate from him, to transfer the fortune that afflicts him to someone else."
You thought to yourself, "For example, I could... lower the essence of Beichenguang!"
[With a decrease in inherent strength, the difficulty of breaking through realms increases, comprehension decreases, combat power decreases, and the path ahead will be countless times more difficult!]
[His luck might just leave him and go to someone else!]
[Afterwards, let the low-comprehension Beichen Guang cultivate your Bai Shou system, so that he has a long enough lifespan to live until Bai He harvests it.]
[If Bai He had left the Yuan Tian Realm after toying with the Chosen One, then you, and the others like Bei Chenguang who had descended to his true form, could have survived!]
[But if Bai He had destroyed the Yuan Tian Realm while leaving... then this method would only be a temporary fix, and all that effort would have resulted in a situation where one side died first and the other died later.]
"After thinking about it for a long time, the root of everything still lies with you, Baihe!"
You shook your head. Even with your deliberate delay, he won't arrive for at least three thousand years. Live in the present; don't rush to think too much.
"Let's wait two more years until I break through to the tenth level of the Heavenly Realm."
Xu Yan has left. She had a job; she was a kindergarten teacher.
[You don't really know why she chose this profession. It's a waste for a 25-year-old woman with the cultivation level of the third realm to teach a bunch of kids, although that might be in line with the national conditions of the Sky Domain.]
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