MTL - Black Dragon Kingdom-Chapter 392 It's just a matter of survival, what's wrong with us?

  Chapter 392 Just trying to survive, what is wrong with us?

  Time is flickering, and one hundred and fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

  In the dragon alliance, on the originally empty land, one after another giant docks in the shape of giants stood on it.

   At a glance, there is a huge huge dock around every medium-sized castle.

  In the giant dock, one after another, giant floating magic battleships with a length of one thousand meters, a height of one hundred meters, and a width of one hundred meters are being slowly being built amidst the busyness of countless priests, scholars, and university scholars.

  The medium-sized castle on the opposite side is not idle either. It is densely packed with all kinds of refined metals, which are being continuously transported here by tunnel canals to make giant floating magic warships.

  Ace still underestimated the various races with gods who are constantly hanging out.

  Under the influence of various ethnic groups picking up various relics dropped by the gods from time to time, their magic industry is progressing rapidly.

  In one hundred and fifty years, although there is still no warship that can travel thousands of miles a day, the manufacturing technology for warships that can travel three thousand miles a day has matured.

  After almost two hundred years of waiting, all the vested interests in the entire world have reached the extreme desire for war.

  Two hundred years ago, under the leadership of Ace, almost every few decades, the income of various interest classes can be multiplied by ten or a hundred times.

   Those with vested interests who are enjoying the constant doubling, suddenly find that their income has not doubled, and they have stopped for two hundred years, and their income has not increased at all.

  Look at the good old days, and look at the present day.

   It's hard not to think about it.

  So, even if the warships that travel thousands of miles a day are still not manufactured, under the impetus of all vested interests in the entire world, a large-scale war is entering the preliminary preparations.

  In the giant dock, Garnier stood in the dock, looking at the catman battleship in front of him who was making final preparations.

  A still beautiful cat's face was full of vicissitudes. He said sadly in an extremely hoarse voice: "Two hundred years, how long!"

   "My wife, my son, my grandson, and my brother, my soldier!"

   "They died one after another. Just yesterday, the last soldier under me who worked so hard to raise himself to the peak of the first order and wanted to survive the war died of old age in his manor."

   "And eight of my ten commanders have died, and only the last two ten commanders who have become heroes like me are still standing behind me."

"Time is so cruel. I am already two hundred and twenty-five years old. The second-order hero extraordinary of our cat people can only live for three hundred years in the early stage, four hundred years in the middle stage, and five hundred years at the peak." .”

   "Without the huge resources brought by the war, even after two hundred years, I'm still just an early stage."

   "I have reached the twilight years of my life!"

   Garnier bit his cat teeth tightly!

  He can't die, or his whole family will be ruined.

  He has seen too much, because a military winner like him died, and after the fief was taken back to the family, the cat people's cubs and cat people's wives who were driven out of the territory were miserable.

   Once he dies, his entire family will fall into a bottomless abyss.

  The fief will be taken back, and the wife and children will be driven away.

  By the end, there was nothing left.

  The blood sacrifice resources he can get every year can basically only maintain the extraordinary level of a second-tier hero.

  Originally, the energy of the blood sacrifice of the centurion can only allow the superpowers of the first level to barely break through to the second level, and the latter can only be maintained.

  Only a commander can raise his own strength to the third level just by relying on the annual blood sacrifice energy.

   If you want to become a legend, you don't have the blood sacrifice resources of Chief Wanfu, basically you don't have to think about it.

   Layer after layer, military merit level is actually the shackles of extraordinary level.

  Centurion Rank 2 powerhouse, Thousand Commander Rank 3 powerhouse, Ten Thousand Commander Legendary powerhouse.

  Limited extraordinary resources, the class is tightly locked.

  In the army, the strong are respected.

  This design enables every officer to subdue the people below him with his own strength alone, so that the people below cannot resist and can only obey their orders.

   Create an absolutely stable class pyramid.

At this time, a female kitten who had finished engraving runes on the floating magic warship came bouncing up to Garnier, hugged his shoulders, shook him non-stop, and said with a smile: "Father! ,I'm done working."

   "Let's go home quickly. Today I want to eat big grilled fish, the kind with pepper sprinkled on it."

  The little cat was drooling, and his eyes kept shining.

  She is Garnier's daughter, after his father Garnier sent him to school and supervised her with a knife to make her a talent.

Her development has been out of control, but in just eighty years, she has become a second-level scholar, and is now heading towards a university student. She believes that as long as there are sufficient extraordinary resources, university students are not her end.

bright future.

   Just because I was hungry every day when I was a child, I was more greedy.

   I especially love grilled fish.

   Garnier smiled and took his daughter's hand, and took her step by step back to his residence in a medium-sized castle, a small villa.

  Accompanied by the scent of grilled fish, passing through the windows on the street, countless old cats, young cats and kittens who are studying hard at home, can't help drooling.

  On the stone table, the female floret cat showed great power, holding a giant grilled fish that was bigger than her whole cat, while making dangerous purring sounds from her mouth, she desperately ate it.

   In just 20 minutes, a big giant grilled fish was wiped out by her.

   Around, a circle of big cats and kittens, all enviously looking at the female tabby cat who can eat and drink, drooling.

   And their food is only a small nut rice ball, which is only about two taels after cooking, and they are not full at all.

   After dinner, Garnier sent away a lot of wives, sons, and daughters.

  Bringing the little cat to the study, he sat on his sofa, facing his daughter who was already sitting on the recliner.

   There was a glimmer of hope in his tone: "Xiao Hua, what did the higher-ups say?"

   "I see that Master Wan's floating magic battleship is almost finished. Is the war about to start?"

   Garnier's eyes are full of expectations.

  He won't live long, and war is the only way for him to upgrade his class, so as to obtain more blood sacrifice energy, improve his life level, and thus gain more lifespan.

  At the age of 225, he will only live for 75 years at most, even if a war breaks out now.

   It takes four to five years to prepare, and it takes four to five to seven eight years to cross countless thousands of miles to enter the battlefield. In addition, he still needs to enter the battlefield to gain military merit, which takes a lot of time.

  It also takes a lot of time to turn the blood sacrifice energy into one's own strength.

  And he probably won't live to the limit of three hundred years old. Most of the Tier 2 hero cat people are actually dead when they are two hundred and seventy or eighty years old.

   There are only a handful of people who can live to be more than two hundred and ninety years old, and he doesn't have that hope at all.

  Based on the miscellaneous calculations, if no war breaks out within fifty years, even if a war breaks out, he will die of old age.

  Under the threat of his life, his desire for war has now reached its peak.

  Life and death are the things that life most desires and fears the most. He will never allow himself to die in this glorious era.

  He will also become the commander of a thousand, the commander of ten thousand, the king of the race, the demigod, and even exalt the kingdom of God, ascend to the sky, and become that incomparably great existence.

  How could he just die like this?

  Looking at the somewhat crazy father in the cat's eyes, the little cat shrank its neck subconsciously.

   Lowered his head and said: "I asked the University Scholar, and he said that the race kings are already making preparations."

   "As long as His Majesty the Emperor lets go, war will surely break out within ten years."

"only!"

"Hey…!"

  Not to mention the little cat, Garnier also understands why the other party wants to...!

   It is so difficult to let His Majesty the Emperor let go.

  At the beginning, all the interest classes in the whole world, gods, saints, world will and their powerful dependents all shot.

   As a result, there is still no result.

  The war still hasn't broken out, and the world is peaceful.

   After waiting for another 170 years, almost all the soldiers and captains under him were dead, leaving only two single seedlings, who were still like him. After a few years, they would turn into a cup of loess.

  His Majesty the Emperor didn't pay attention to such a huge pressure at the beginning.

  Let alone now.

  The kings of the race work hard, and it is really possible to work hard.

   It is likely that the three majesties mentioned a word or two when they received the blood sacrifice. As for the later, they dare not do it.

  The corpses of the few race kings that were requested at the beginning have not been taken down yet, and the race kings who are afraid of death are now extraordinarily conscientious.

   "Then what should I do?"

   "I only have less than fifty years left to live. If it drags on, your father will die."

   Garnier looked at his daughter with sad eyes.

  It has been more than a hundred years, such a long time, so many of his sons, only this daughter has become a scholar.

  As for the other cubs, although one or two became priests, they were only first-order, and their lifespan was only about a hundred years, and they died of old age decades earlier.

   Now he only has this excellent cat daughter left.

  Xiaohuamao looked at his father with sorrow in his anxious eyes, and made up his mind instantly.

  Although her father starved her when she was a child, it was a last resort. At least at that time, she did not starve to death.

  After that, she entered the medium-sized castle of Chief Wanfu to study, and the other party also used a knife to force her to study hard, which made her grow to the level she is today.

   Now that her father is dying of old age, she can't ignore what she says.

   "Father, don't worry, I will ask the great scholar when I engrave the rune tomorrow."

   "Master University Scholar is a student of the legendary saint of our cat family, he must be able to propose to the legendary saint."

   "Legendary sages will help to mention it, it must be more useful than those race kings."

  Looking at his determination, even if he sacrificed part of his future, he would help his daughter.

   Garnier couldn't help shedding cat tears.

  The big cat and the kitten hugged each other, and Garnier cried like a child, crying into a ball in the arms of the little cat.

  The next afternoon.

  The catman university scholar who presided over the construction of this battleship looked at the students in front of him who asked him for war.

  The cat's head is quite big.

   With helplessness in his tone, he said: "His Majesty the Emperor said that within a thousand years, he will not break out of war."

   "It's only been about two hundred years now, not even a fifth of the time."

   "It is impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to agree!"

   "Even if my teacher, the legendary sage of the catman, suggested it, the result would still be the same."

   "You should go back!"

  He also wants to break out of war. With the number of superhumans in knowledge sufficient, the resources of the entire dragon alliance are no longer inclined to them.

   Without the support of the entire dragon alliance, regardless of whether it is a scholar, a university scholar or a legendary saint, the amount of resources can basically maintain one's extraordinary level.

  If you want to improve, it is impossible.

  The energy of the blood sacrifice has long been divided up, and every share of the energy of the blood sacrifice is owned by the owner. They have no military achievements, and now they can only barely survive on the blood sacrifice wages brought by manufacturing battleships.

   These people with extraordinary knowledge now very much need the extraordinary resources brought by military exploits.

   But now, reason tells them that it is impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to agree to the outbreak of war.

   After all, most of the blood sacrifice energy that His Majesty the Emperor harvests every year cannot be digested and can only be stored.

   Consumption and harvest are not directly proportional at all, and if there are too many extraordinary resources, then you are slowly turning yourself into a gift package of extraordinary resources.

   Isn't this inviting disaster for yourself?

  So it is almost impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to break out of war until he has not proportionalized his consumption to his income.

The little cat looked at the university student who was unwilling to speak to his teacher, gritted his cat's teeth and said leisurely: "Master university student, you have lived for more than two hundred years, and the early university students of our cat people clan, at most You can only live for seven hundred years."

   "You only have five hundred years left, but His Majesty still needs about eight hundred years to start a war."

   "If what you said is true, then we will all die of old age and leave this glorious world."

   "Now we, Tier 2 powerhouses are still alive, and can form countless Tier 2 extraordinary legions."

   "And when my father and I died, how many of the three billion extraordinary people would be left? Twenty million or thirty million."

   "In the end, I didn't have the help of my father's group of elite second-tier fighters who were killed from the mountain of corpses and blood."

   "In the future, it will be impossible to initiate a war in advance."

   "Now, while my father and the others are still alive, they can still form a second-tier extraordinary army with demigod-level combat power."

   "Being able to rely on power to influence the chief ten thousand and even the king of the race, so that the war has a certain probability of breaking out."

"And when my father and the others died, the war broke out ahead of time, and those chiefs and race kings who possessed almost unlimited extraordinary resources and could extend their life spans to more than a thousand years would risk their lives to seek His Majesty?"

   "What should you third-order powerhouses do?"

  She this time, is for her father, but also for herself.

  If the war does not break out, whether it is her father, her, or the university student in front of her, as well as the tens of thousands of first-tier, second-tier, and third-tier powerhouses of the Dragon Alliance, all of them will die of old age.

   It's a fight for life!

  The catman scholar was silent.

  He thought for a while, and found that what his student said was true.

  The Dragon Alliance now has only 300 million military merit winners left. As for the other 2.7 billion superhumans with military merit, because they are only first-order, they have long since died of old age.

  If the second-tier powerhouses who occupy the remaining 90% of the number die of old age, the remaining third-tier powerhouses will not be able to influence the kings of the race.

  In the end, everyone will die of old age.

   Looking at such a dark future.

  The cat person university scholar took a deep look at the little cat, and said seriously: "You won, you convinced me, I think about the future too well."

   "Please don't worry, this time, I will do everything possible to let the legendary saint of our cat people clan request a war."

  Looking at the determined cat man, the little cat lowered his head deeply.

   Several months later.

  The cat person university scholar, contacted more than a thousand university scholars from the entire cat clan, and silently came to the palace of the only legendary saint of their cat clan.

   They lined up neatly, looking sad.

   This time, it was nothing but survival.

  The metal gate carved with countless epic heroes in the history of the cat people opened slowly, and the legendary saint of the cat people sat on a high throne.

  Looking at the more than a thousand college students of his own clan below, after taking a deep look at them, he shouted in a rather unfriendly tone: "What do you want?"

   "You actually united to persecute your teacher!"

   "Did you eat panda gall?"

  The vast extraordinary coercion, accompanied by the roar of the legendary saint of cat people, ruthlessly pressed on the hearts of every cat person university scholar present.

  But they persisted one by one, and looked at the legendary saint of cat people without hesitation.

  They just want to survive, what's wrong?

  A cat-human scholar at the forefront said loudly: "We don't do anything else, just to survive!"

   "We have made so many contributions to the cat people, and those centurions and thousand commanders have also made so many contributions to the cat people."

   "The cat people owe us something, we just want to live."

"What's wrong?"

  The righteous roar was transmitted to the ears of every cat scholar.

   Anger rose in their eyes one by one.

  The will to unite as one began to condense, and slowly, a huge thousand-meter cat human extraordinary avatar wearing a scholar's costume slowly condensed.

  The combined power of more than a thousand cat-human university scholars is comparable to the peak of a demigod at this moment.

  The coercion of the legendary saint was swept away in an instant, and then he was severely pressed on the throne.

  The face of the legendary saint of the cat man was flushed red with anger.

  I am your teacher.

  (end of this chapter)