Chapter 33: Entering the Base
Translator: Chaos Editor: Geoffrey
The entrance to the base was actually an alloy-made sluice gate protected by an energy shield,
and the surrounding walls were similarly made from the same alloy material protected by the
same energy shield. A bluish hue could be seen glowing on the walls. It seemed that ever since
Rashid assaulted the base, this location, which was quite important to the Empire, had buffed
up their defenses. For the sake of defending against Battle Mechas, they had even paid the price
of using an expensive alloy to build its walls. Furthermore, the energy consumption needed to
maintain a steady energy shield would make anyone speechless.
The big gate to the base shone with spotlight as three [Divine Mecha 22s] and several other
sentinels stood guard. Other than them, there were also several [Cerberus] medium-sized Battle
Mechas patrolling the outer perimeter. This Battle Mecha was also a model made by the Empire
and was famous for its long-ranged attacks; however, its defense and manoeuvrability
capabilities could not surpass that of the Federation’s [Glory 15].
Six [Devil Tigers] walked out from the darkness like specters as they quietly appeared right in
front of the sentinels of the base. These beast-style Battle Mechas which had been imprinted
with the symbol of the Myth Legion were the most vicious representatives of the Imperial
Army. Within the Imperial Army, nobody dared to disrespect the soldiers from the Myth Legion.
After all, they represented the Gyaca Woods Empire’s royal family and were the most loyal
guardians of royalty. Grim, brave, cruel, and powerful were the four words that they embodied.
Tian Xing Jian controlled his Battle Mecha and slowly moved towards the guard. He remained
silent as he went towards the second lieutenant. Clearly, amongst these sentinels, this second
lieutenant officer was of the highest rank.
The five special scouts that followed behind him were sweating profusely. The military power
guarding this big gate wasn’t something the Federation soldiers controlling the [Devil Tigers]
could deal with. Furthermore, as long as they fired once, all the enemies within the base would
come rushing out within a single minute, tearing all these skilled Federation soldiers who could
not fully control the [Devil Tiger] into pieces.
Tian Xing Jian, however, was not worried in the least. That book which he read — 《The Art of
Lifelike Modelling》— had given him techniques which had been honed to perfection by this
swindler. Additionally, during his previous discussion with Rashid, he had especially tried to
understand the situation regarding the Gyaca Woods Empire and the Myth Legion.
Gyaca Woods Empire was rather strict in its hierarchical statuses. One of the reasons might be
because this empire had an imperial regime, laying down the foundation for such strict
treatment based on everyone’s statuses.
Within this multiracial and multi-religious nation, its highest ruling classes were the royal
family, the nobles, the rich, the officials, and all who had great power and status. For the
ordinary commoners, those of a similar ethnicity with the royal family would be given the
highest status. This ethnicity came from none other than the first generation on this humanmigrated
planet. At that time when the Space Age had just started, only the rich and the
powerful could afford to migrate. The very first human-migrated planet which these migrants
reached was called Weibo Planet. Slowly, as the Space Age proceeded, the migrants on Weibo
Planet started gathering together as it became an ethnic group which held great wealth and
power.
Afterwards, as the 2nd generation migrants, 3rd generation migrants, and until the 50th
generation migrants from Earth came over, this divide in statuses based on when they had
migrated unknowingly developed, turning into different social groups and creating a gulf
between the noble class and the peasant class.
However, even though the sequence of migration was an important standard to the reason of
divide between the noble and the peasant, several ethnic group had jumped out of this social
standard using their own strength, effort, and to a certain degree—luck. For instance, the 33rd
generation of Ganari Planet’s ethnic group had become the current top 10 noble group all
because of some great scientific and technological discoveries and the rich resources they had
on the planet.
However long the civilization of mankind had existed would be however long wars would go on
for. During wars, allies and enemies are made so frequently that it was akin to a simple, homestyle
meal at home. The division of the great nations following the Outer Space Exploration Age
had led to the division and harmonizing of different people and redefined human societies as a
whole. Several ancient ethnic groups had disappeared, while others became a nation purely
composed of a single ethnic group. The majority of the nations, however, had a fusion of the
different ethnic groups. In a nation with an imperial regime, those people with a similar ethnic
group as the ruling family would become their ally. For as long as the human civilization
existed, those important and powerful ethnic groups would most definitely become the upper
class within the entire cosmos. As for the minority groups, the nations with poor economic
development, or the planets filled with groups that migrated late, they had subsequently would
become enslaved as the lower class of society.
The upper and lower class were not clearly divided in nations with a republican or democratic
federal system. Even though some extreme congress parties would use this social divide as the
reason for many arguments, the governance of the nation ensured that all people were treated
equally. Although this seemed like a really good thing, it was only on the surface.
As for the imperial nations, there was an absolutely strict divide between the upper class and
lower class. Their laws enforced this divide between the classes. What was the most
unimaginable thing about the law would be the clause forbidding the marriage between
someone from the upper class and someone from the lower class.
Other than this, there was a huge gulf in terms of their career, education, social contact, and
many other aspects of life. Those of the lower class would not be allowed to do things that were
considered as higher class, such as researching, taking a government position, becoming a
doctor, lawyer, a teacher, or a senior military officer. They could only take on careers that were
deemed as lowly and needed only the most fundamental level of education. This divide was so
great that when a person from the lower class appear in the same social context as someone
from the upper class, he had to salute and give way to the one from the upper class.
Thus, joining the army became the best decision for all teenagers from the supposed lowerclass
ethnic groups. Even though they could not become a senior military officer, as long as
they retired with the position of a captain, they would be able to obtain a job that was more
dignified, allowing them to live a life that was slightly better than the bulk of those from the
lower class.
There were several vocations and divisions that forbade any people of lower-class from joining.
Myth Legion was one of the most famous division. In the past hundred years, every soldier that
joined the Myth Legion had to undergo an absolutely strict background check in order to ensure
that they came from the same ethnic group—the so-called Weibo ethnic group the current
royal family was from. This was the ethnic group that remained in the top three groups within
all human civilization. Within this legion, there were absolutely no people from other ethnic
groups. Even the several respected, upper-class ethnic groups within the Gyaca Woods Empire
had been rejected.
The Imperial royal family was extremely perverted in their demand for pure blood in this
legion. During the blood investigation of the soldiers, they would even trace the blood of all the
relatives from up to six generations ago.
These [Devil Tigers] that were branded with the mark of the Myth Legion did not only represent
the highest status within the entire Imperial Army, but it also operated with a strictly regulated
military ranking system.
If the over 30 year-old second lieutenant in front of him was not someone from the lower class
of the Gyaca Woods Empire, Tian Xing Jian was willing to dig out his own eyeballs. Amongst
those from the upper class, there would certainly not be a single one who was still a second
lieutenant above the age of 30.
Once a [Devil Tiger] stood silently in front of him, the lower-class second lieutenant, Ali, knew
he had to do. The younger generation of the Weibo race had been creating quite a lot of issues in
the recent years within the Empire. They absolutely discriminated against the existences of
people from the lower class and had frequently beaten those of such class, assaulting their
shops and had even caused trouble within the military. Thus, he would rather salute and greet
him: “Respectable sir soldier, citizen from the Empire, Ali, greets you.” This was the
archetypical social greeting they had to conduct even in the military.
Tian Xing Jian used the front claws of his [Devil Tiger] to return the salute before speaking in a
cold and disdainful manner, “Second lieutenant, we are chasing after a group of fleeing
prisoners-of-war. I hope you can cooperate.”
Ali was stunned for a moment before nodding, “We’ll be extremely delighted to do so. May I ask
what you require us to do?”
Tian Xing Jian’s voice remained as cold as before. “Prepare energy. We’ll have to resupply in a
moment. Right now, we want to enter the base and inspect the location to check if any
prisoners had actually infiltrated this location. I don’t wish to send all of you to martial court
because I had to travel more than a hundred kilometers from this base, only to find that it had
been your mistake.”
The five special scouts behind him were becoming crazy after hearing what was said. The
commander of the special forces would at most be a staff sergeant [1]. Using such a tone to talk
to an officer with a rank higher than him, did it not mean that Fatty was trying to search for his
own death by making fun of the enemy before openly fighting them?
The soldiers from the special scouts were mentally prepared for a sudden and violent attack
when they suddenly heard a reply that made them all dumbfounded. The Imperial second
lieutenant, Ali, said with a tone as if this was right, “I guess you are right, respectable sir soldier.
We’ll immediately coordinate with your action. The required energy will be ready in ten
minutes. You may enter the base now.”
All five of the [Devil Tigers]’ jaws had dropped from the scene…
Once Tian Xing Jian was about to enter the gates delightfully, bringing with him the few [Devil
Tigers] who did not believe what just happened, a voice from the second lieutenant came.
“Please wait a moment, sir soldier.”
Tian Xing Jian was forced to calm himself as he turned his Battle Mecha before walking back.
The second lieutenant had an awkward expression. “Look here…” He pointed to an electronic
registrar.
“You should know… that this location requires you to register… with your name.”
[1] Remember that Fatty is currently in disguise, so his current rank isn’t that of a lieutenant.
Chapter 33: Entering the Base
Translator: Chaos Editor: Geoffrey
The entrance to the base was actually an alloy-made sluice gate protected by an energy shield,
and the surrounding walls were similarly made from the same alloy material protected by the
same energy shield. A bluish hue could be seen glowing on the walls. It seemed that ever since
Rashid assaulted the base, this location, which was quite important to the Empire, had buffed
up their defenses. For the sake of defending against Battle Mechas, they had even paid the price
of using an expensive alloy to build its walls. Furthermore, the energy consumption needed to
maintain a steady energy shield would make anyone speechless.
The big gate to the base shone with spotlight as three [Divine Mecha 22s] and several other
sentinels stood guard. Other than them, there were also several [Cerberus] medium-sized Battle
Mechas patrolling the outer perimeter. This Battle Mecha was also a model made by the Empire
and was famous for its long-ranged attacks; however, its defense and manoeuvrability
capabilities could not surpass that of the Federation’s [Glory 15].
Six [Devil Tigers] walked out from the darkness like specters as they quietly appeared right in
front of the sentinels of the base. These beast-style Battle Mechas which had been imprinted
with the symbol of the Myth Legion were the most vicious representatives of the Imperial
Army. Within the Imperial Army, nobody dared to disrespect the soldiers from the Myth Legion.
After all, they represented the Gyaca Woods Empire’s royal family and were the most loyal
guardians of royalty. Grim, brave, cruel, and powerful were the four words that they embodied.
Tian Xing Jian controlled his Battle Mecha and slowly moved towards the guard. He remained
silent as he went towards the second lieutenant. Clearly, amongst these sentinels, this second
lieutenant officer was of the highest rank.
The five special scouts that followed behind him were sweating profusely. The military power
guarding this big gate wasn’t something the Federation soldiers controlling the [Devil Tigers]
could deal with. Furthermore, as long as they fired once, all the enemies within the base would
come rushing out within a single minute, tearing all these skilled Federation soldiers who could
not fully control the [Devil Tiger] into pieces.
Tian Xing Jian, however, was not worried in the least. That book which he read — 《The Art of
Lifelike Modelling》— had given him techniques which had been honed to perfection by this
swindler. Additionally, during his previous discussion with Rashid, he had especially tried to
understand the situation regarding the Gyaca Woods Empire and the Myth Legion.
Gyaca Woods Empire was rather strict in its hierarchical statuses. One of the reasons might be
because this empire had an imperial regime, laying down the foundation for such strict
treatment based on everyone’s statuses.
Within this multiracial and multi-religious nation, its highest ruling classes were the royal
family, the nobles, the rich, the officials, and all who had great power and status. For the
ordinary commoners, those of a similar ethnicity with the royal family would be given the
highest status. This ethnicity came from none other than the first generation on this humanmigrated
planet. At that time when the Space Age had just started, only the rich and the
powerful could afford to migrate. The very first human-migrated planet which these migrants
reached was called Weibo Planet. Slowly, as the Space Age proceeded, the migrants on Weibo
Planet started gathering together as it became an ethnic group which held great wealth and
power.
Afterwards, as the 2nd generation migrants, 3rd generation migrants, and until the 50th
generation migrants from Earth came over, this divide in statuses based on when they had
migrated unknowingly developed, turning into different social groups and creating a gulf
between the noble class and the peasant class.
However, even though the sequence of migration was an important standard to the reason of
divide between the noble and the peasant, several ethnic group had jumped out of this social
standard using their own strength, effort, and to a certain degree—luck. For instance, the 33rd
generation of Ganari Planet’s ethnic group had become the current top 10 noble group all
because of some great scientific and technological discoveries and the rich resources they had
on the planet.
However long the civilization of mankind had existed would be however long wars would go on
for. During wars, allies and enemies are made so frequently that it was akin to a simple, homestyle
meal at home. The division of the great nations following the Outer Space Exploration Age
had led to the division and harmonizing of different people and redefined human societies as a
whole. Several ancient ethnic groups had disappeared, while others became a nation purely
composed of a single ethnic group. The majority of the nations, however, had a fusion of the
different ethnic groups. In a nation with an imperial regime, those people with a similar ethnic
group as the ruling family would become their ally. For as long as the human civilization
existed, those important and powerful ethnic groups would most definitely become the upper
class within the entire cosmos. As for the minority groups, the nations with poor economic
development, or the planets filled with groups that migrated late, they had subsequently would
become enslaved as the lower class of society.
The upper and lower class were not clearly divided in nations with a republican or democratic
federal system. Even though some extreme congress parties would use this social divide as the
reason for many arguments, the governance of the nation ensured that all people were treated
equally. Although this seemed like a really good thing, it was only on the surface.
As for the imperial nations, there was an absolutely strict divide between the upper class and
lower class. Their laws enforced this divide between the classes. What was the most
unimaginable thing about the law would be the clause forbidding the marriage between
someone from the upper class and someone from the lower class.
Other than this, there was a huge gulf in terms of their career, education, social contact, and
many other aspects of life. Those of the lower class would not be allowed to do things that were
considered as higher class, such as researching, taking a government position, becoming a
doctor, lawyer, a teacher, or a senior military officer. They could only take on careers that were
deemed as lowly and needed only the most fundamental level of education. This divide was so
great that when a person from the lower class appear in the same social context as someone
from the upper class, he had to salute and give way to the one from the upper class.
Thus, joining the army became the best decision for all teenagers from the supposed lowerclass
ethnic groups. Even though they could not become a senior military officer, as long as
they retired with the position of a captain, they would be able to obtain a job that was more
dignified, allowing them to live a life that was slightly better than the bulk of those from the
lower class.
There were several vocations and divisions that forbade any people of lower-class from joining.
Myth Legion was one of the most famous division. In the past hundred years, every soldier that
joined the Myth Legion had to undergo an absolutely strict background check in order to ensure
that they came from the same ethnic group—the so-called Weibo ethnic group the current
royal family was from. This was the ethnic group that remained in the top three groups within
all human civilization. Within this legion, there were absolutely no people from other ethnic
groups. Even the several respected, upper-class ethnic groups within the Gyaca Woods Empire
had been rejected.
The Imperial royal family was extremely perverted in their demand for pure blood in this
legion. During the blood investigation of the soldiers, they would even trace the blood of all the
relatives from up to six generations ago.
These [Devil Tigers] that were branded with the mark of the Myth Legion did not only represent
the highest status within the entire Imperial Army, but it also operated with a strictly regulated
military ranking system.
If the over 30 year-old second lieutenant in front of him was not someone from the lower class
of the Gyaca Woods Empire, Tian Xing Jian was willing to dig out his own eyeballs. Amongst
those from the upper class, there would certainly not be a single one who was still a second
lieutenant above the age of 30.
Once a [Devil Tiger] stood silently in front of him, the lower-class second lieutenant, Ali, knew
he had to do. The younger generation of the Weibo race had been creating quite a lot of issues in
the recent years within the Empire. They absolutely discriminated against the existences of
people from the lower class and had frequently beaten those of such class, assaulting their
shops and had even caused trouble within the military. Thus, he would rather salute and greet
him: “Respectable sir soldier, citizen from the Empire, Ali, greets you.” This was the
archetypical social greeting they had to conduct even in the military.
Tian Xing Jian used the front claws of his [Devil Tiger] to return the salute before speaking in a
cold and disdainful manner, “Second lieutenant, we are chasing after a group of fleeing
prisoners-of-war. I hope you can cooperate.”
Ali was stunned for a moment before nodding, “We’ll be extremely delighted to do so. May I ask
what you require us to do?”
Tian Xing Jian’s voice remained as cold as before. “Prepare energy. We’ll have to resupply in a
moment. Right now, we want to enter the base and inspect the location to check if any
prisoners had actually infiltrated this location. I don’t wish to send all of you to martial court
because I had to travel more than a hundred kilometers from this base, only to find that it had
been your mistake.”
The five special scouts behind him were becoming crazy after hearing what was said. The
commander of the special forces would at most be a staff sergeant [1]. Using such a tone to talk
to an officer with a rank higher than him, did it not mean that Fatty was trying to search for his
own death by making fun of the enemy before openly fighting them?
The soldiers from the special scouts were mentally prepared for a sudden and violent attack
when they suddenly heard a reply that made them all dumbfounded. The Imperial second
lieutenant, Ali, said with a tone as if this was right, “I guess you are right, respectable sir soldier.
We’ll immediately coordinate with your action. The required energy will be ready in ten
minutes. You may enter the base now.”
All five of the [Devil Tigers]’ jaws had dropped from the scene…
Once Tian Xing Jian was about to enter the gates delightfully, bringing with him the few [Devil
Tigers] who did not believe what just happened, a voice from the second lieutenant came.
“Please wait a moment, sir soldier.”
Tian Xing Jian was forced to calm himself as he turned his Battle Mecha before walking back.
The second lieutenant had an awkward expression. “Look here…” He pointed to an electronic
registrar.
“You should know… that this location requires you to register… with your name.”
[1] Remember that Fatty is currently in disguise, so his current rank isn’t that of a lieutenant.
