Astral Apostle
chapter-53

When it came to the topic of Mutant Beast Hunters being inferior to the past, Barong sighed. Clearly, he hated this situation.

Zhou Jing suddenly rolled his eyes. “Speaking of which, is it necessary for the lord to recruit Mutant Blood Warriors? If you even need such people to be your guards, who are you guarding against?”

“Who knows.” Barong scratched his head, then his expression turned serious. “Don’t even think about accepting the lord’s recruitment. If you’re bribed for a little money, I’ll look down on you too.”

“That won’t happen.”

Zhou Jing waved his hand casually, but he was already analyzing his heart.

The lord would definitely not spend money to recruit supernatural beings as guards like collecting stamps.

There seemed to be only a few reasons. They were afraid of the Mutant Beast Hunters themselves, afraid of other lords, wary of people taking the risk to assassinate them, and so on…

He rather suspected that one of the lords had recruited a Mutant Blood Warrior first. When the other lords saw this, then naturally, they would do the same…?In the first place, why did that lord recruit a supernatural being for no reason? Did he want to mess with them?

Therefore, the various lords followed suit and started recruiting the Mutant Blood Warriors. They started an “arms race,” and everything snowballed to become the current situation!

“Well, although this world is united, Terra has been established for 40 years. It’s naturally for there to be signs of internal strife.”

Zhou Jing started to connect the dots.

He had asked around. The lords of the Terra Empire usually only ruled over one town and the surrounding villages, but the origins of the lords were divided into two types. If the town was transformed from the tribal settlement, then the lord was most likely a blood relative of this tribe. If the town was newly built after the empire was established, then the lord was most likely an imperial official sent by the empire.

There was both the shadow of the feudal system and the shadow of the county official system present. When Zhao Jing first found out, he felt that it was a little strange, but now that he thought about it, there seemed to be some sort of politics involved.

When the Terra Empire was first established, it was in the form of various tribal alliances and was not unified. Therefore, the forces of the tribes still remained in the empire and eventually turned into county regions with a certain degree of autonomy. They only listened to the orders of the “Royal Family.”

The Lord of White Plains City, Lutt Crowe, was a blood relative of a tribe. The White Plains Town was also originally a tribal settlement. To a certain extent, this city and the surrounding villages first belonged to Lutt’s tribe, then to the city of the empire.

Zhou Jing had already figured out the meaning of blood relatives in the tribe.

In the past, humans had reproduced in the form of tribes. After a long period of development, some of the tribesmen had spread out and formed a huge family network within the tribe. Therefore, they took a surname and passed it down so that it would be easier to recognize each other. This was the origin of the term “blood relatives of the tribe.”

Each surname represented a large family clan in a certain tribe. They were the majority within the tribe, and they generally had a higher status, which was equivalent to being the main branch of the tribe. However, in the Wilderness Era, because survival was difficult, everyone focused on grouping up for warmth. There was not much difference between those who were blood relatives and other members of the tribe.

However, after Terra was established, the major tribes formed an alliance and merged into the country. The living environment gradually stabilized, and some blood relatives of the tribes began to become active in various fields such as politics, business, and the military.

Relying on the advantages of having many family members and connections and controlling the resources of the tribe, they accumulated power and wealth step by step, gradually separating themselves from ordinary people… In Zhou Jing’s opinion, this was the early stage of the origin of this world’s nobles.

Barong did not care much about politics and only knew a little about it. However, based on his understanding of the situation, Zhou Jing felt that these blood relatives of the tribe that had gradually formed a nobles-only interest group would most likely be one of the problems the Terra Empire would face in the future.

So this system of having a county versus a feudal lord is probably a deliberate resistance by the ruler of the Terra Empire…?Zhou Jing thought to himself.

Although the mutant beasts were the main threat to humans in this world, and the environment was united against outsiders… he did not believe that there was no internal strife even after many tribes established their own counties. That did not conform to what history showed.

Let’s not think about this for now…?Zhou Jing shook his head. He was just used to analyzing things, but he also knew that these things were a little far away from him. Right now, he only wanted to obtain supernatural powers.

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The town was quite lively. They turned a few streets and quickly arrived at a building. There was a wooden sign of a beast head hanging on the door, and there were two guards beside it.

This was the hunting workshop of White Plains Town.

Compared to the other lively streets, this place was much quieter. The ordinary residents in the city usually would not approach this section.

At this moment, there was a handcart parked in front of the hunting workshop. On the handcart was the corpse of a silver-gray wolf. A Mutant Beast Hunter with a spear on his back was bargaining with a workshop staff.

When he saw Zhou Jing and the other two walking over, the Mutant Beast Hunter subconsciously turned his head and sized them up. Suddenly, he smiled and raised his hand to greet them.

“Hey, Barong, we meet again.”

“Haha, it’s you, Weiss.”

Barong laughed. They obviously knew each other well.

Walking to the side of the cart, Barong glanced at the wolf’s corpse.

“Another gain? Crescent Toothed Wolf… not bad prey.”

The Mutant Beast Hunter called Weiss laughed when he heard that. “I was lucky. This monster wanted to kill me, but I lowered my head to avoid it and stabbed its balls. Then it was easy to take it down.”

As he spoke, Weiss glanced at Zhou Jing and asked curiously, “Who is this? Is he a new Mutant Beast Hunter from White Plains Town?”

Barong shook his head. “His name is Jason·Wood. He’s a genius I met. He’s been training with me for the past few months. I came to the town this time to bring him here to strengthen himself through the Mutant Blood Potion.”