Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 342 Military Strength

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Forman led Xuan Yuan Muze on a tour of the military base. The two walked slowly along the base's roads, and the mysterious veil of the military base gradually faded from Xuan Yuan Muze's sight.

"Honorable guest, please take a look. This is an aerial blueprint of the military base. Our military base is built on an uninhabitable planet. In fact, all military bases are like this. After all, habitable planets are used to house the civilian class, who have higher environmental requirements. The high class of the Kingdom of Myriad Races mostly live in uninhabitable star systems where they have virtually no contact with the civilian class. Everything here was built by the Kingdom of Myriad Races using a lot of resources."

Hearing this, Xuan Yuan Mu Ze asked in confusion, "Why don't soldiers live on habitable planets with civilians? Isn't that too biased towards soldiers?"

Forman laughed when he heard Agreed's question, then explained to Xuan Yuan Muze, "It seems you don't quite understand our military structure. Actually, military bases aren't just for providing living quarters for soldiers. The real value of military bases is to provide good training locations and living spaces for new recruits. Look over there, in that gravity chamber, many young people trying to join us are training there." As he spoke, Forman pointed to a room where countless young people of various races, dressed in combat uniforms, were engrossed in training their bodies.

Sweat streamed down the young men's faces, yet they continued to push themselves relentlessly, trying to squeeze out every last drop of potential from their bodies. Meanwhile, the instructors closely monitored the recruits. If any recruit showed signs of overtraining, Lingzi would immediately notify the instructors to force them to rest. After all, cultivation requires a gradual approach; as the saying goes, "haste makes waste." If they were to damage their foundations due to eagerness for quick results, it would be a serious loss for both the nation of myriad races and these recruits.

Xuan Yuan Muze, still confused, asked, "Then what do you mean? Don't soldiers need military bases to provide a living environment?"

Forman nodded and said, "That's exactly how it is. You may not be aware, esteemed guest, but the soldiers of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races are very different from those in your hometown. The soldiers in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races who have a cultivation system are beings that transcend ordinary creatures. We will master something called battle qi or internal force through cultivation techniques. You can understand this power as a kind of cultivation and efficient utilization of the life energy in your own body."

Because of this, our bodies possess a strength that you cannot comprehend and extremely low survival requirements. Once a recruit cultivates to the level of a Holy Knight, their immune system is basically immune to all poisons. At this point, their survival requirements are simply to provide enough food and atmospheric environment to sustain them well, and living for two hundred years is not a big deal.

However, if a recruit wants to become a soldier of the Kingdom of Myriad Races, his strength must at least reach the legendary level. You may not have a concept of the legendary level, but it doesn't matter. You can understand it like this: legendary level creatures can basically ignore the harsh environment of the astral plane and survive in areas without an atmosphere or even with huge radiation.

In other words, we, the true soldiers of the Myriad Races Nation, can actually thrive on any planet. This is why we don't live on habitable planets; after all, it would waste precious resources and reduce the civilian population of the Myriad Races Nation, thus decreasing the number of people willing to join the military. This is a disadvantageous situation for both sides. Therefore, His Majesty wisely decided to build military bases in outer space, allowing the higher classes to operate independently. This not only reduces many troubles and class conflicts but also maximizes the interests of each class.

Xuanyuan Muze then asked, "Isn't the emperor of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races afraid that you will be dissatisfied with this system or set up your own kingdom?"

Forman shook his head and retorted, "Why should we be dissatisfied? We don't care about the resources you mentioned at all. In our eyes, a habitable planet is a place only cowards would stay in to spend their lives. Your so-called high-quality life is no different from self-degradation in our eyes."

What soldiers truly care about is cultivation resources, but these all come from the support of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races. We have no way of guaranteeing the source of these cultivation resources—magic crystals, nutrient solutions, and life energy—if we leave the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races and His Majesty's country, why should we establish our own independent entity?

Furthermore, the military class of the Kingdom of Myriad Races is not the true high-end combat force of the Kingdom of Myriad Races. Our true high-end combat force consists of the gods of the Kingdom of Myriad Races, such as Lord Warwick the White Wolf God, who has followed His Majesty from the beginning. Some scholars have calculated that even if all the soldiers, mages, scientists, and even the gods of the Kingdom of Myriad Races betray His Majesty the Dragon God, our chances of winning against His Majesty the Dragon God are still only a pitiful one in a billion.

Therefore, I really can't understand your thinking. If you feel you've lived too long, you can simply commit suicide. Why provoke His Majesty the Dragon God and fight a battle that is almost certainly a losing proposition?! Having visited Hell, don't you know that this is a choice a billion times more painful than death?

Xuan Yuan Mu Ze was immediately rendered speechless by this well-reasoned reply. Only then did he realize that the question he had asked was indeed somewhat stupid.

So Xuanyuan Muze had no choice but to admit his mistake, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't think things through. I did make a stupid mistake."

Forman waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I'm just explaining to you why the situation you're worried about won't happen in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races. His Majesty the Dragon God isn't as foolish as you think. He has long since bound everyone in this country tightly with unbreakable bonds of interest. Anyone who tries to break free will only face death."

Alright, let's continue our tour. Please see over there our spaceship's docking port..."

Foreman then began to introduce the various facilities of the military base to Xuan Yuan Muze in great detail: the spaceport where spaceships were parked, the various facilities for recruit training and the training grounds, the armory where weapons and nano-armor were stored, and the various infrastructure facilities that provided living conditions for recruits.

With Foreman's introduction, Xuan Yuan Muze quickly toured the entire military base. After showing Xuan Yuan Muze around, Foreman invited him, "Now you should have a general understanding of this place. How about I invite you to stay here for a few days? We are about to have a large-scale military operation, which will definitely be a feast for your eyes."