My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 277 - 261: A Civilization Born from an Absurd Gender Ratio

Xue Dili: "..."

Although now doesn't seem like the right time to be curious about someone's race, he truly was. Despite everyone looking human, at this moment, Xue Dili genuinely felt the chasm-like cultural and physiological differences between different races.

Is there really a civilization with such an outrageous gender ratio? And is there seriously a culture that forces one to marry dozens of wives? What kind of Hell is this, and dude, can you even afford it?

When the young man turned around, revealing the words "Little General" etched on his back in Interstellar Corps language, Xue Dili couldn't even muster a response. His entire focus was on this young man's race.

"Let me tell you why I have such a code name. After completing my first mission, the captain noticed me immediately, praising me as 'truly a wise and brave little general.' So I took this compliment as my code name."

He pointed his thumbs at himself, with a "come on, praise me" expression.

Xue Dili fell silent at once.

Hmm, he might really be young, perhaps even younger than myself.

Xue Dili concluded based on his expressions and habits; it's also possible their race doesn't mature as quickly as Earth people, like the Elf Race, which makes his psychological age seem at most like a middle schooler's to Xue Dili.

After staying silent for a while, overwhelmed by the mixed fragrance, he used Cursed Blood to cut off his sense of smell, finally feeling a bit better, and curiously asked again.

"By the way, you should be young, right? How many wives do you have now?"

The young general confidently pointed at himself, smiling: "I became an adult last year, and now I already have 91 wives."

Xue Dili: "..."

Wait, did he hear that right, so many?

91 wives?

He was stunned for a moment. Once he confirmed he hadn't misheard, it was as if the cosmos was exploding in his head, spinning with countless chants of "I was born for this" echoing in his mind.

This barely adult kid has nearly a hundred wives? WTF, what is your race even about? Now he couldn't help but wonder what kind of world could give birth to such a peculiar civilization.

Before, it didn't feel real, and now Xue Dili can't comprehend a civilization where a man needs to have dozens of wives; his mind began to crash.

In the end, all he could do was marvel at how bizarre the cosmos is. Such a gender ratio race hasn't gone extinct, unbelievable.

Seeing Xue Dili's face contort into abstract expressions, the young general seemed rather aggrieved and said, "Are you thinking something offensive?"

"Um, is it that obvious?" Xue Dili asked back.

"Everyone hearing about my race for the first time makes that face, I've seen it a lot. Plus, some women from other planets look at me like I'm scum. Eh, these are my homeland's culture and customs. Although I have 91 wives, we're truly pure love," the young general said indignantly.

Xue Dili: "..."

Ah yes, the pure love War God with 91 wives. Although I've married 91 wives, I love each one equally, so I'm pure love...

Eh?

"Don't look at me like that. At least all my wives love me, they all willingly support me, won't betray me, nor get angry with me. Everyone has clear roles, treating me like a treasure," he proudly talked about how excellent his 91 wives were.

Xue Dili listened in silence.

He was entirely projecting an Earth person's perspective onto their world, hence the absurdity of "is having 91 wives too much?" coming to his mind.

But through the young general's chat, Xue Dili gained insight into their society's complete ecological structure.

Their social and family structure is like a pride of lions; it's not males supporting females but females providing for males. For society and civilization, the only thing males need to do is train their bodies well and pursue their dreams freely.

Of course, those dreams must be tied to fulfilling their reproductive responsibilities.

This is a race where females outnumber males by dozens of times, so each male has to have dozens of wives, and many excellent males have nearly a hundred wives.

So, girls in that world are taught from a young age to bear family responsibilities, on how to become good wives, to avoid being unable to marry when they grow up.

These vast numbers of wives form a whole team with distinct divisions, like a maid battle group.

Often when boys are in something like elementary school, there'd be just one boy in a whole class with the rest being girls. These girls are allocated by the state as "future wife" quotas.

Then, during childhood, before truly confirming relationships, those who feel unsuitable or want to switch can swap freely. After ten-plus years of schooling, those who stay by a boy are basically his future wife group.

During their schooling years of over a decade, these girls slowly sorted themselves into clear roles and cooperation - who would work and earn money, who would take care of the household and children, and who would protect the boys from being "stolen" by other vixens.

They all grew up together as childhood friends, boys and girls alike, for well over ten years of schooling. Those who couldn't get along basically left before confirming any relationships, going to hang themselves on another tree instead. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

And this young General boasted with pride, saying that initially in his class, there were only 29 girls, but by the time he graduated, he had gathered 91 girls around him, and even the first 29 wives didn't abandon him.

Xue Dili's eyes twitched at hearing this.

With a simple analysis, Xue Dili instantly understood why this young man was so confident that his wives wouldn't betray him.

In their world, men were rarer than giant pandas, and who didn't have dozens of wives?

The way these wives automatically became wives' corps after graduation suggested that they guarded their men like thieves, preventing others from sneaking in, all the while excluding new women who still wanted a piece of the pie.

Under such circumstances, forget about betrayal; they were probably secretly scheming to beat you until you kneel, then imprison you in a secret room that no one knew about, forever.

What a bizarre world it really is, a civilization where women are responsible for earning, supporting the family, raising children, guarding against home-wreckers, and forming battalions to protect their homes and little husbands unfolded before Xue Dili.

He was truly enlightened today.

There are such ridiculous races and civilizations in this Cosmos; despite this simplistic and straightforward "family"-unit structure, they have truly advanced to the interstellar civilization era, with rumored magic technology even producing self-thinking robots.

"Hey, buddy, how many wives do you have?" The young General asked, after proudly introducing his civilization and his loving wives.

Xue Dili: "..."

For the love of God, we're already in the Cosmos, how come you're still pestering me about marriage?!

...

They exchanged some understanding of each other's civilizations, while Xue Dili marveled at the young General's homeland.

The young General was amazed when he heard that in Xue Dili's home, men took the wife's role. He claimed it was such a strange race, as girls didn't learn to manage the home, didn't learn to shoulder the family's weight, and instead men took that burden, calling it terrifying, and even said the world was too scary, was it not living in Hell?

Xue Dili: "..."

Forget it, cultural differences, can't communicate.

Just like how Olivia was essentially a Mimic Demon, so she basically had no desires or shame in reproduction, turning into a beauty simply because it was more popular and she could get by everywhere.

She flirted with Xue Dili not out of desire, but due to the different understanding of gender from being a genderless species relying on mitosis for reproduction.

And although the young General's race wasn't as outlandish as Mimic Demons, their culture and societal structure left Xue Dili bewildered.

Even in their society and culture, many girls eventually became members of their biological brother's or younger brother's wife groups, which is considered a normal occurrence because resources were scarce, often requiring internal digestion.

This ridiculous social structure was something Xue Dili couldn't have possibly imagined, truly adult imagination limiting oneself.

The two chatted intermittently, while Xue Dili secretly passed on information about that world to this young man.

Though he seemed unreliable, Xue Dili knew that this kid was once one who helped him on Fairy Tale Star.

Even though it was quite abstract...

But he was indeed a strong attacker in the Interstellar Corps, a warrior with Space Folding abilities, and even accidentally joined the Interstellar Corps at a young age, becoming a battle-hardened interstellar warrior under the training of big leaguers.

He also held two Savior Medals.

Xue Dili asked why, when he had so many wives, he would engage in activities where he put his life on the line, wasn't he afraid his wives would be saddened after his passing?

The young man was silent for a moment, then said: "People, right, always need to pursue their dreams, isn't it? Besides, I already have 98 kids, with 4 sons, meeting societal expectations, the rest of life is just about fulfilling my dreams."

"And also, while I'm hugging my wife and kids, there might be many cute girls elsewhere suffering, I can't stand that!" he complained indignantly, "You know, over ten of my wives were someone I met on my Savior journey."

Xue Dili: "..."

Damn, kid, you're still expanding your harem on the side!

Come to think of it, isn't there reproductive isolation in Otherworld harems? How come your race is like the Elf Race, even capable of overcoming reproductive isolation?

Meanwhile, he had realized the kid's dream, being a blend of idealistic brilliance and practical personal gains.