The slightly pale-skinned Vice President of the Heavenly Buddha Guild, Yu Chris, watched the two supernatural players flee in a panic, and the disgust in his eyes only flashed.

"The lower race is the lower race, and they can only chew the root of their tongues, if it weren't for the fact that the people selected by this supernatural space are really incalculable, what qualifications would a low-class person like us Geraniums have to enter the supernatural space with a higher race like us and join this Heavenly Buddha Guild!"

"Being able to let them join the Heavenly Buddha Guild is already the greatest mercy to them, but these inferior races will even chew and stab their tongues, it's just mud that can't support the wall, sure enough, only the white-skinned high-ranking people like us are the most noble human race, and the low-class human race can only be called slaves."

The haze in the eyes of Vice President Chris of the Heavenly Buddha Guild flashed, although in today's Tianzhu Kingdom, the equality of races has gradually begun.

However, the human race system has been extended for thousands of years in the entire Tianzhu country, and it has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and each different race can only engage in different occupations.

The noble race controls the economy, finance, and spirit of the country, while the inferior race can only be used as the dirtiest, most humble, and least paid manual work.

Although with the development of the Fruit Star Network, a large number of lower races in the Tianzhu Kingdom have also begun to gradually awaken, but this is not an overnight thing, nor is it something that can easily change cognitive concepts.

Just like what people say in reality, although they keep talking about free love, it is an indispensable condition for real marriage.

Sometimes it's the tradition that is the hardest to break.

You Chris is the most traditional group of people in the Heavenly Buddha Guild.

In his opinion, the racial system, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is the most perfect.

The higher race is the higher race, and the lower race is born the lower race, which is determined by the inheritance of blood.

There is a saying that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of rats will make holes.

It's that simple.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the selection of supernatural players in this supernatural space is really not fixed, and it can only be done by being able to sleep, in Chris's opinion, this inferior race is not qualified to enter the supernatural space at all.

But it can't be helped.

Whoever made it like today, although the Buddha Guild has a large number of people, the vast majority of those who enter the supernatural space still belong to the lower races.

In order to make the Heavenly Buddha Guild develop within the supernatural space, no matter how dissatisfied and disgusted Chris is, he can only let the inferior races join the Heavenly Buddha Guild.

Even so, after these lower races joined the Heavenly Buddha Guild, they still did the lowest work on the front line, while the higher races naturally belonged to the management.

Now from Chris's point of view, even so, he is still too merciful to these inferior races, and dares to say that he will grow into a strange person, which needs to be punished.

Thinking of this, Chris let out a long breath and suppressed his irritability, he knew very well that the simple punishment in this oriental supernatural space was of no use at all.

The most important thing is that through the appearance of the supernatural space, a large number of inferior races within the Tianzhu Buddha have entered the supernatural space and exchanged for spiritual bodies, and they already have the strength and foundation to resist in reality.

If it weren't for these inferior races, who were too lazy, and the racial system of Tianzhu Country had already penetrated into the hearts of the people, I am afraid that there would have been a riot long ago.

Even so, in the entire Tianzhu Kingdom, there is now a faint trend of such a tendency, once you really punish yourself in the supernatural space by saying a few words of gossip, if you don't get it right, it will really cause riots.

If this is really the case, then things will be troublesome at that time, and when he thinks of this, Chris can only force all his dissatisfaction to his heart

He is waiting, waiting for a large number of high-level races to enter the supernatural space, he believes that the inferior race is the inferior race, even if he has an advantage in numbers now, but in the face of the real high-level race, in the end, he can only bow down to the subordinate, and the law of the ancestors will never be wrong!

"It's just that what this inferior race said is not unreasonable, what is going on with President Hasmi? Ever since the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island came out, he has been locked in his room, which is really strange."

"Although it is indeed quite happy that he handed over the affairs of the entire Heavenly Buddha Guild to me to be handled by Chris, but not showing up for a long time is really a little strange, is there anything else I don't know?"

Vice President Yukris took a deep breath and turned around and walked towards the office of the president of the Heavenly Buddha Guild, where he felt that he had to have a good conversation with President Hasmi.

President Hasmi is the highest human race, and he is also the president of the Heavenly Buddha Guild, and a long period of not showing up will definitely cause panic within the entire guild.

Especially in the High Guild and the Yan Guild in the Oriental Spiritual Space today, the Yamato Guild has begun to develop rapidly, and time waits for no one at all.

After thinking of this, Chris walked straight towards the president's office.

As soon as I walked to the door of the president's office, I heard the sound of people talking on the first floor

"What should be done? Where the hell is it? Where the hell is it? You promised me."

"You told me that you can make my guild more powerful and become the strongest guild in the Eastern Spiritual Space, you have obviously promised me, you must not talk and count"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you, when I can't do it, as long as you talk and count, I will naturally be able to tell you"

"Can you be sure? Really in there really is, no, no, I believe I believe of course I believe you"

What's going on?

Could it be that someone is in the president's office? But how could I not know?

Who is the elder talking to?

You Chris frowned, feeling a hint of strangeness, could it be that someone had already entered the president's office to find the president before him?

Thinking of this, Chris felt a little strange, knocked on the door of the president's office, found that the door was not locked, and pushed the door in.

It is a dimly lit office, and the windows of the office have been tightly curtained at the moment, densely diffusing with air, and only a faint light can clearly show the architectural decoration in the office.

President Hasmie sat in the office with a red face, and Chris looked around, shocked to find that there was no one in it, only President Hasme.

What's going on?

Why is there only President Hasmi? I could clearly hear voices of people talking and talking