The current top administrator, Hilsaat Lance, is decisive and holds the highest command authority in this system.
He has an absolutely stable mental value and is an absolutely stable person that is unattainable for all sub-races.
Such a sub-tribe should be unattainable, but the fact is exactly the opposite. Hilsaat has another figure with him all year round.
There are different opinions. Some sub-tribes say that he is Hilsat's right-hand man and important ministers, responsible for some dirty and mysterious work; some sub-tribes say that he is a hyena raised by Hilsat, and he hunts wherever he wants; some sub-tribes say that he is Hilsat's lover, or even his lover.
Only Bian Ya himself knew that he was nothing but a prisoner who ate and drank without any fighting spirit.
No money, no identity.
Ever since he became conscious, he had been bound to Hilsat as a child, eating, sleeping, and going to school. Even when he grew up, he still worked and lived together.
He is like Hilsat's shadow, no, to be more precise, he is not even a shadow, just a shabby doll that can be thrown away at will.
No matter how long you stay with me, it can still be thrown away when it gets old.
Like, like, these two words are in my mouth and in my heart, but I haven't said them out for more than ten years.
Day after day, year after year, Bian Ya finally couldn't stand this kind of life.
After a simple bet that couldn't be simpler, he took a bottle of Ventus potion and all his worries were forgotten, and he ushered in a new life.
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Tens of thousands of years ago, humans and aliens fought a stellar-level cosmic war. In the end, humans lost, and the remaining surviving humans fled to an extremely remote galaxy, the Huanyu Galaxy.
There are very few habitable planets in this galaxy. The only major habitable planet is the one under our feet, Lance Star.
Human beings have evolved in a cruel environment and developed their brains to the extreme. They have acquired the ability to transform spirit into power.
But along with power comes disaster. As more and more people possess abilities, those without abilities are gradually affected by the subconscious spiritual power of those with abilities.
They were unable to resist and were forced to become distorted and involuntarily turned into ugly monsters one after another.
In the year 220 of the Universal Era, all normal human beings will perish.
In the year 225 of the Universal Era, humans officially changed their name to sub-race and became a brand new species.
Intention: The drift of self-awareness.
