The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine
Chapter 1537: I Have No Money

Chapter 1537: Chapter 1537: I Have No Money

After hearing Huang Xiaolong recount, the creatures present were also somewhat horrified by this particular law of the six-star cosmos.

In Huang Xiaolong’s cosmos, it now belongs to a large family that is a collection of ten thousand races. Not only does it include beings from the three realms of demon immortals and dragons, but also the original Earthlings, hellish beings, and even the Divine Race from the Divine Realm...

However, no matter which race, none had ever heard of such a brutal rule.

"It’s just too realistic, too cruel," Hui also frowned, "The lower beings, those with low income, are actually going to be eliminated..."

"Survival of the fittest, like this kind of survival of the strong and elimination of the weak, is commonplace in any cosmos, even in the Divine Realm. But still, there is usually some concealment. For a six-star cosmos like this one to blatantly carry out eliminations, and even list it as a law... this is somewhat unbelievable," a mid-tier divine slave shook his head repeatedly. "Cruel, very cruel."

"Master, it seems that the creatures of this cosmos live in dire straits, waiting for you, Master, to save them."

"Little Long, what are you planning to do now?" Huang Xiaolong’s main wife, Song Yuru, asked.

"Hmm, tomorrow, I will go to the place where taxes are paid. Of course, I don’t have the currency of this cosmos, so—I plan to be sent directly to that desolate island to take part in the elimination game. I have a premonition. That desolate island is the key to this six-star cosmos!"

"We wish to accompany the Master!" Those Divine Race slaves, anxious to protect their master, all volunteered.

"Hahaha, don’t worry, I’m not that fragile. I possess a high-tier divine body, and I can stand unbeaten. Moreover, over the years, I have also hoarded quite a few talismans and formations. I believe in this six-star cosmos, as long as I don’t encounter encirclement, I can basically overpower everyone. And if I really can’t hold on, I can always retreat back into the netherworld for temporary refuge."

Huang Xiaolong was very clear in his heart.

He would not be blindly arrogant, nor would he underestimate himself.

Immediately, Huang Xiaolong selected the 10 strongest mid-tier gods to go to the desolate island with him.

Hui clamored to go too. Huang Xiaolong agreed.

Additionally, members from the Long Clan, because they could transform into their dragon forms, were also brought along. This included the Long Clan’s Third Crown Prince, even the Great Dragon King, and a slave from ancient times, etc.

The next day.

Huang Xiaolong and his slaves, concealing disguise talismans within, swaggered into the city.

Today is the most important day of the year in the six-star cosmos—tax payment and income proof day.

Today will determine the fate of many Long Clan members.

It also equates to judgment day for the bottom-class Long Clan members.

Early in the morning, every city, every community, every neighborhood, were all promoting, encouraging everyone to go to the nearby office to pay taxes and provide proof of income.

Huang Xiaolong then saw many numb Long Clan members walking on the street, their attire relatively shabby, obviously from the impoverished lower class, cursing as they went, their faces filled with desperation and hopelessness.

But they had no courage to rebel.

They could only accept this cold and merciless fate.

In every city, quite a few offices were established.

Huang Xiaolong and the slaves saw that, not far ahead, a supermarket had been set up as a temporary office.

At this moment, outside the office, there was already a long queue resembling a dragon’s tail.

"Let’s go, let’s line up," Huang Xiaolong said with a smile as he led everyone over.

"Giggle~~ Teacher, this is really fun," Hui found it fresh and exciting. She was not afraid, after all, she is from the Divine Race, with talismans on her, and a Divine Body. Besides, with Huang Xiaolong there, she felt the utmost sense of security.

"We’re utterly broke, yet we have to follow the rules and queue up. It’s ridiculous," said the Third Crown Prince of the Dragon Kingdom, shaking his head with a smile.

"Adapt to local customs," the Great Dragon King said with a laugh.

People of the Long Clan lined up, one by one entering.

Some came out with faces full of relief and an air of superiority, their smiles practically suffocating.

These people must be the elite who paid their taxes in full and met the income requirements.

They can continue to live in this universe, freely enjoying resources, glory, and wealth, delighting in life.

While those at the bottom are taken by the daunting staff to an adjacent building and put under house arrest. What awaits them is exile to a desolate island where they struggle against each other to survive.

Finally, it was Huang Xiaolong’s turn to go in.

Huang Xiaolong stepped into the hall.

Behind several desks sat the staff, expressionless and meticulous, with cash counters and such.

"The tax this year is 5,000 Long Coins; additionally, you need to provide your bank account or stock account. If you have personal savings of 200,000 Long Coins, then you and your family can be considered social elites," a bespectacled sexy and tall miss stated the rules rigidly.

"Uh... what I wanted to say is, I don’t have a single Long Coin. I can’t afford to pay the taxes, and I don’t have any personal savings. Perhaps in the universe, there isn’t a dragon person poorer than me," said Huang Xiaolong with a mix of helplessness and defiance.

"Waste!" The sexy and tall miss snorted with disdain, then instructed the staff standing by, "Take him away! He’s completely useless!"

Huang Xiaolong was taken by several staff members to the building where the lower layers were confined.

Inside this building, it was like a huge movie theater.

Rows and rows of seats.

Some aggressive staff members patrolled around.

By this time, quite a few of the lower class were already seated.

Their eyes were filled with anxiety, restlessness, and even despair, as if they had already been abandoned by the world.

Of course, there were also some with cold and indifferent expressions, as if they had already accepted life and death.

Even some had perverse expressions.

Huang Xiaolong walked over and casually found a seat to sit down.

"Friend, we’re all really unlucky," said an honest-looking middle-aged man, sitting next to Huang Xiaolong. "Damn it. What a ridiculous rule. Sigh!"

This middle-aged man was like those greasy middle-aged uncles one might find on Earth who had been laid off and had very troubled families.

Utterly dejected.

"Don’t be so desperate, maybe we can survive on that island," Huang Xiaolong said, pretending to comfort him with a smile.

"Alas, you don’t understand," the middle-aged man said dolefully.

"What don’t I understand? I do understand. Being abandoned on that island means being forsaken, having to fight each other till the last survivor can return to civilization. But, you see, there is a loophole. Like, I can just live on the island, not kill anyone, hide so others can’t find and kill me. As long as I’m not discovered, wouldn’t that be okay?"

"You don’t understand anything at all!" the middle-aged man argued, red-faced. "That island is extremely dangerous!"

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