A dragon raised at birth

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"What do you want to show me? Just look at the street view here?" Diablo was a little depressed when he touched the small aircraft under his feet for the first time, because he was thrown away during the adaptation process.

"Just looking at these pedestrians, I don't see them in a country that is about to collapse."

"Careful observation!"

Reining in the sacred aura on her body, Ophelia turned into a very ordinary-looking girl with a single ponytail, but with a beautiful face and full of firepower. She stepped on the flying pedal and skillfully walked through the busy city.

"Hey, can you just tell me no? You're still playing tricks on me, really."

Through his strong control over his body, Diablo has adapted to the little thing under his feet.

This is a miniaturized private flying machine. The residents of the empire basically have one, and they step on it when they go out. As far as Diablo has seen so far, almost no one walks with two feet.

This kind of scene that only occurs when high technology is highly developed, Diablo also thinks it is quite reasonable, the development of technology is not just to facilitate the daily needs of civilized individuals.

Although such a highly developed technology will definitely cultivate a group of slackers, it is also inevitable.

"Diablo, if you haven't found the problem yet, let go of your mental power, don't worry about it here!"

Seeing Diablo looking around there, he seemed to think that everything was very reasonable, but Ophelia felt helpless. In her opinion, there were problems everywhere in this empire from top to bottom.

"Won't it be discovered?"

Diablo, who knew the origin of the empire, was still a little cautious, because this country seemed to be created by a very powerful boss, and he also left behind a practice system.

"No, I have checked all of Sky City and its surrounding satellite cities, and there is basically nothing worth noting!"

Since Ophelia said so, Diablo naturally let go of his scruples, and a majestic mental power gushed out from between his brows, covering this satellite city with a permanent population of more than ten million in an instant. And then Diablo was shocked.

"Good guy, is the Navarroland Empire raising pigs?"

Diablo was shocked by what he detected with his mental power. Most of the imperial people walking on the street were normal, and there was nothing unusual on the outside, but these imperial people who were active outdoors only accounted for the total population of the city. About one-fifth of the amount.

There are almost the same number of imperial people living indoors, indulging in virtual games. Some of them are already huge, bloated to the point where they are about to break away from their original racial form. To say they are pigs is to flatter them.

The existence of such a large number of imperial people made Diablo feel that it was abnormal. The highly developed technological civilization brought about a big explosion of productivity, which in turn led to the fact that everyone's material needs could be met.

When all the needs of living beings are met at the moment of birth, then there will definitely be a group of slackers, which is an inevitable result, because no matter what you want, you can get it as soon as you open your mouth and reach out. Any effort, under such circumstances, no matter how self-motivated, will eventually disappear.

"See? One of the fundamental problems of this country is that the bottom has completely lost its ambition."

"Wouldn't the ascension path of the Navarroland Empire be completely blocked?" Diablo, who was already proficient at manipulating the aircraft under his feet, quickly caught up with Ophelia and walked side by side with her.

If there is only one or two, then it may be their own problem, but when the "meat pigs" appear in groups, it is the problem of this civilization and this country.

When all the material needs are met, only the spiritual needs are left. Power and glory are all things that all creatures born in the intelligent race will pursue.

"Not banned, but it's about the same! Ordinary imperial people must join the army if they want to gain a higher social status. Only military merit can improve their citizen rank and then become a nobleman."

"Military conferment?" Diablo's expression changed.

"Yes, this system can guarantee that the country is in a state of expansion at the beginning, but with the development of civilization, the colonies controlled by the empire gradually increase, and the ultimate beneficiaries of the military merit award system are no longer the bottom of the empire."

"Wait a minute, don't tell me, let me guess!"

Diablo touched his chin, thought for a moment, and then expressed his opinion,

"Ordinary imperial people set foot on the battlefield. Without a background, they have to fight with their lives if they want to gain military exploits. Now that the civilization of the empire is so prosperous and there are so many colonies, even the lowest-ranking imperial people can There will be no material want.

Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible for the lower-level imperial people to cross classes at the cost of their lives. "

"That's right, stepping on the battlefield will cost you your life, but even so, it may not be able to achieve a class leap, so ordinary imperial people would rather indulge in the prosperity of the empire and enjoy the superior life brought about by the power of the empire."

Ophelia agrees with Diablo's inference. This is the most fundamental problem of the Navaroran Empire today. The promotion path that this decaying empire opens to the bottom is a path to hell.

Civilization has not yet developed, and at the stage of material scarcity, the lower-level imperial people naturally don't mind risking their lives to gamble in exchange for a better and brighter future for their families and future generations.

But when the material is extremely abundant and the supply exceeds the demand, the imperial people whose material needs have been fully satisfied will not have the ambition to move forward to a higher class.

"Under such circumstances, the only way to recruit enough soldiers is to force conscription!"

Chapter 278 Nineteen Paths of Biological Transformation

"Yes, the current Navarroland Empire adopts a random compulsory conscription system, so the combat effectiveness of the imperial army is not very good, and the morale is very poor. If there is a slight defeat, the army will collapse!"

Speaking of the combat effectiveness of the imperial army, Ophelia also rubbed the center of her brows helplessly. It was precisely because she had seen the extreme combat effectiveness of the imperial army that she had to use the worm nest she had just obtained to hatch the imperial giants!

Because in her eyes, the Navarroland Empire couldn't even find a single decent fighter.

"Actually, it's very simple to solve the problem, just cut their benefits! These guys are just too full to eat, and when they are hungry, this problem will be solved!"

After seeing one of the fundamental problems of the empire he wanted to control, Diablo thought for a moment before putting forward his own idea. In his opinion, the empire suffered from a "rich man's disease".

The military merit conferring system, a system so capable of inspiring people's greed, has actually bred a group of meat worms.In the final analysis, those people are still too full to eat, so there is no need for them.

"It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but it's hard to go from extravagant to frugal. If you cut welfare, it will cause large-scale riots. This empire can't stand your toss."

Hearing Diablo's simple and rude suggestion, Ophelia felt even more helpless.

"The general direction is like this. There is no rush to cut benefits. Take your time. It's like boiling a frog in warm water. Cut it bit by bit."

"Forget it, we are not in charge of this empire now, we will discuss this kind of thing later. I have a little arrangement around here, do you want to take a look?"

Ophelia, who showed Diablo a tour of a satellite city, blinked.

"Since you mentioned it on purpose, I must go and have a look!" Diablo said without hesitation, since his eldest wife mentioned it on purpose, it must be worth a look.

"Then come with me!"

Tie up her black hair, the youthful, beautiful girl shook her head, and the tips of her hair with a faint fragrance swept over the tip of Diablo's nose, leaving behind a long aftertaste of fragrance, and then fell down again. The master's back swayed very regularly as he walked.

"Eh!"

Diablo raised his hand subconsciously, then put it down a little embarrassedly, and caught up with the exquisite girl in front, not to mention, the appearance of Ophelia's illusion now made his heart itch, a little ready to move.

In the end, Diablo followed Ophelia around the city, and soon came to a luxurious-looking single-family villa.

"come in!"

The girl in ordinary clothes waved open the gate of the villa with pride, and then greeted Diablo, who also looked quite ordinary, to enter. This made a passing young man stop the levitating butterfly under his feet, unbelievably Looking at the couple who walked into the villa.

"What's wrong with this world? Why do rich women like such an ordinary man? Obviously I'm not bad, why don't rich women fall in love with me?"

Recalling Diablo's ordinary figure and appearance just now, Passerby A fell into deep self-doubt and longing for a better future. If an ordinary man can find a rich woman to take care of him, so can he.

Just when the ordinary and ordinary Diablo was envied and hated by passers-by, Ophelia opened a door to the basement for Diablo, and then Diablo fell silent.

"How dare you?"

Diablo looked at the squirming flesh and blood behind the door, and looked at Ophelia who stood there as if she was waiting for his praise with complicated eyes. He really didn't expect that what his eldest wife was going to show him was actually a worm. Nest - A hive of insects located directly under the city.

"Why didn't I dare?" Hearing Diablo's question, Ophelia blinked and asked, "Anyway, even if they are discovered, they won't be able to trace me."

"But you don't need to take such a big risk. You can build it in the wild, under the city. Are you really afraid that the empire won't notice? Even if the empire is abolished, even your own homeland can be destroyed. ignore it?"

"What's the purpose of building it in the wild? If it's built in the wild, the insect nest can only gnaw some soil and dig trees. If it moves a little louder, it will be discovered by the reconnaissance satellites in the sky!"

"But if you build it in a city, the probability of being discovered is even greater!"

"No, it has been almost half a year since I placed this worm nest, and it has not been exposed to the empire's sight. It has developed very well and has occupied nearly one-third of the city's underground space. !"

"No, what do you want to build the worm nest in such a place?"

Diablo still couldn't understand and accept Ophelia's approach. Could it be that he wanted to turn the entire city into a nest of insects to grow?

"Did you know? In the colonies controlled by Navarroland, the number of those alien races adds up to a hundred times the number of giants in Navaroran. In terms of pure numbers, the Navarorans have no advantage at all."

"So, what does this have to do with your building the worm nest underground in the city?" Diablo asked, since Ophelia showed him the worm nest, she would definitely explain the situation.

"Have you forgotten what my worm nest was based on?" Ophelia smiled at Diablo, and everything dimmed in an instant.

"The research data of the Beast God General!" Diablo unknowingly frowned gradually, and he vaguely understood what his eldest wife wanted to do, which made her image appear in Diablo's eyes. His heart suddenly became unclear.

Just now he thought that Ophelia was a world-destroying devil who didn’t care about life at all, but if his guess was true, what kind of devil is this? Compared to the Navarroland Empire.

"You want to strengthen their physique?"

"Smart, but your guess is not all right!"

Ophelia turned around and under Diablo's watchful eyes, she walked into the basement covered with pink and tender flesh. Seeing this, Diablo sighed softly and followed, while Ophelia was While leading the way, she is also continuing to explain her thoughts and intentions,

"If a country or a race wants to survive forever, the most important thing is to have a spirit of tenacity, unyielding and striving for progress, and a sound body is second. The spirit at the bottom of the Navarroland Empire is given by the rich material life. It's almost destroyed, so I can only be simple and rough!"

Listening to the thoughts and intentions of his eldest wife, Diablo followed her to a wide chamber. There are many flesh and blood facilities growing in the empty space, whose purpose is unknown. As far as its style is concerned, it looks It was really dark, and Diablo was a bit off-putting to watch.

"What's the use of these?" Diablo asked aloud looking at the unknown flesh and blood facilities in front of him.

"Didn't the first beast god, Akafir, show you how he can turn an ordinary human into a beast soldier? I'm doing the same thing as him now, showing you how to turn a good-for-nothing Become a qualified imperial warrior!"

"We'll wait and see." Diablo took a few steps back, leaving Ophelia plenty of room to show off.

"First of all, an imperial man who has been reduced to waste wood!"

Boo!

Under Diablo's subtle gaze, a seemingly smooth wall suddenly squirmed, and then a metal "coffin" was suddenly spit out and fell onto the open space of the chamber.

Ophelia watched this scene with folded arms, and Diablo was naturally motionless. He watched a few thick and powerful smooth tentacles protruding from the wall, pulling the pair of seemingly solid metal The "coffin" was torn apart three times, five times and two times.

Then a bloated white meat ball mixed with a smelly nutrient solution fell out of it, and even made contact with the fleshy ground, making a crisp sound.

"what!"

The bloated limbs were hard to distinguish, and the fleshy ball with all the facial features squeezed into a ball wriggled and struggled on the ground. After being separated from the virtual world, it was difficult for him to even stand up, and he cried uncomfortably for a while.

In the virtual world, he is the savior who dominates the world, reigns supreme, and is drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, but in the real world, he is deformed and out of shape, and it is difficult to turn over and stand up. loser.

But soon, the white meat dumpling stopped screaming, because a thick pink meat tentacles blocked his mouth, and directly deep throated into his stomach, and then directly injected anesthesia.

In the anesthetic specially developed for his species, the white meat dumpling soon fell into a deep sleep, then was grabbed by a few tentacles, and stuffed into a bunch of flesh and blood machines that Diablo couldn't see any use for. middle.

Diablo glanced at Ophelia at the side, and then surged out like real mental power. He wanted to observe what would happen to the waste wood after it was stuffed in, so as to verify his conjecture just now.

"Fuck!"

But Diablo, who had observed the details, couldn't control his emotions at once, because Diablo saw that after the white meat dumpling was stuffed into the machine, the excess fat on his body was sucked out first, and the meat dumpling was processed. A minor plastic surgery.

This step is considered normal, but at the second step, Diablo was immediately fascinated, and the body of the waste material with the normal body shape of a normal Chinese was directly cut open, or the body transformation officially started.

Musculoskeletal strengthening, second heart implantation, blood reconstruction, third lung, pre-stomach...visual enhancement, black carapace—as many as nineteen body modifications directly stunned Diablo on the spot.

Because after this transformation, the imperial man was already a different species in essence, except that his appearance was still normal.

Chapter 279 Forbidden Technology

"Amazing!"

If it wasn't for his own mental power to keep following him, Diablo couldn't believe that standing in front of him at this time, this giant with a strong physique and powerful limbs is the white meat dumpling just now.

"I'm not surprised that the body can be strengthened and transformed, but how did you change his spirit and will?"

Diablo inspected the imperial giant with a straight waist, well-proportioned limbs, and a carapace like a biological creature in front of him, which was a little strange.

During the whole transformation process, Diablo was a little surprised when he saw these thorough transformations for the first time, but he soon calmed down because it was very reasonable.

Ophelia snatched thousands of years of scientific and technological accumulation from the beast god general who specializes in biotechnology. It is reasonable to be able to achieve this level, but what is unreasonable is that the imperial people are now energetic, and in such a short period of time , was completely changed, like a different person.

The imperial man who had just been lying in the virtual game cabin was unable to adapt for a while after being separated from the virtual world, and his emotions would collapse, and he would even cry like a child.

But the biochemical warrior standing in front of him now had a face as sharp as a knife, and his eyes were firm and piercing.Physical transformation can be accomplished in a short period of time, but how is the mental transformation?This is not reasonable at all.

"This is the technology provided by Agnes. It directly erases their memories of their past dreams and dreams, and instills in them the fighting skills and abilities that a fighter should master!" Ophelia gave a reasonable answer.

"Falsification of memory!" Diablo twitched the corners of his mouth. He touched his chin and looked at the giant warrior with firm eyes. From the inside to the outside, he was completely different from the good-for-nothing just now.

"Is this really what Agnes gave you?"

Diablo is still a little unbelievable. The white meat dumpling has turned into a predator who looks like he has experienced many battles, has a tough personality, and can fight at any time. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Diablo would never have I will believe it, this is not a transformation, it is simply a change of person.

"The technology of the Navarroland Empire has developed very maturely. The high-level military often uses this technology to brainwash some powerful races, control their thinking, and make them their own war slaves. However, this technology has been listed as a taboo. , forbidden to be used on citizens of the empire."

Ophelia spoke lightly about the dark side of the empire, her tone was flat, but she said some very terrible things.

"Brainwashing a population on a large scale? Let them become war slaves. This has no moral bottom line at all."

Diablo couldn't help shaking his head, he felt that he was still too young, and the cruelty of the Star Empire was far beyond his imagination.

"Don't be too surprised. Even the Navarroland Empire is very careful about this kind of thing. Unless it is a race that is very talented in warfare and stubbornly confronts them, otherwise they will not shake this taboo technology. .

Once the news is leaked, the foundation of the empire's rule will be shaken, and the colonies that surrendered to them will be in turmoil, although it is almost the same now. "