Fifth level of the Meridian Opening Realm? That's a monster!

One must understand that within the entire military of Dragon Xia Kingdom...

Powerhouses who can reach the Meridian Opening Realm by the age of twenty are extremely rare!

But this kid before them... is not even twenty!

Fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm?!

How... how is this a human?!

This is clearly a monster in human skin!

"Hiss—!"

Someone was the first to suck in a breath of cold air.

Immediately after, the sound of gasping breaths rose and fell throughout the meeting room.

They joined together, surging like a tidal wave.

Wang Pojun's resolute face was now filled with shock.

He thought of himself.

He joined the army at fifteen, experienced hundreds of battles, and survived countless near-death situations before finally breaking through to the first stage of the Meridian Opening Realm at thirty.

For that, he had paid the price of one eye!

But this kid named Lin Yuan... not even twenty, and already at the fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm?

How could the gap between people be so vast?

He felt like his decades of hard work were a joke!

"Everyone."

Zhao Lie's voice rang out again.

It pulled everyone back from their extreme shock.

"Now do you understand why I wanted you to see this top-secret information?"

He stood up and walked to the screen.

Looking intently at the youth who was still sound asleep, he spoke with a solemn tone: "This person's talent is extraordinary, rare throughout the ages!"

"His existence has exceeded all our perceptions of the word 'Genius'! Such a figure is definitely not a fish in a shallow pond!"

"He is very likely to become an important combat force for our Dragon Xia Kingdom, and even for all of Human Civilization, securing a greater advantage for us on the front-line battlefield!"

The front-line battlefield!

These four words were like a giant boulder thrown into a calm lake.

In an instant, they set off monstrous waves in everyone's hearts!

Everyone's expressions became incredibly grave!

They all understood what Zhao Lie meant by the "front-line battlefield"!

It wasn't a local conflict between nations!

It was... the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield!

A terrifying place located in the cracks of the world, filled with endless slaughter and destruction!

There, it was an asura field where humans and countless alien races fought to the death for living space and the continuation of their species!

There, at every moment, countless human warriors fell in pools of blood!

There, it was a true meat grinder!

The heaviest shackle of Human Civilization!

And also the sharpest blade!

The reason Dragon Xia Kingdom could stand tall while surrounded by ten thousand races...

Was precisely because there were countless iron-blooded warriors like Wang Pojun on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, sacrificing their lives and shedding their blood!

But even so, humans were still at a disadvantage on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield!

Those alien races were gifted with extraordinary talent, powerful physical bodies, and rapid reproduction!

Humans could only barely hold the defensive line by relying on wisdom, unyielding will, and those top-tier powerhouses!

And now... Zhao Lie actually said that this youth named Lin Yuan could potentially become an important combat force for humanity on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?

What did this mean?

It meant that this youth's strength might already be enough to influence the situation on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield!

This... this was simply unimaginable!

"Marshal..."

A general in charge of intelligence for the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield spoke with a dry voice: "You mean... Lin Yuan... he has the ability to participate in the battles of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

"More than just the ability to participate. With his current age and this terrifying growth speed, in time, he could very well become a top-tier combat force on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield that makes all alien races tremble with fear!"

"Perhaps even..."

Zhao Lie nodded slowly, his face solemn.

He paused, a flicker of hope flashing in his eyes: "He might be able to lead us humans to break the current deadlock and carve out a new path to survival on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield!"

Whoosh—!!!

Zhao Lie's words ignited the room once again!

Lead humanity to break the deadlock of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?

This was no longer a simple "important combat force"!

He was practically treating him as the future hope of humanity!

Although it still sounded somewhat incredible.

But thinking back to that terrifying scene on the screen that triggered the resonance of heaven and earth, and thinking of that cultivation at the fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm... a sliver of expectation, which they themselves found absurd, arose in everyone's hearts!

"Such a talent..."

An Old General stroked his beard and said with a complex gaze:

"We must focus on nurturing him!"

"Yes!" another general immediately agreed. "Resources! We must pour all our resources into his cultivation!"

"As long as he can grow, never mind resources—even if us old fogies have to serve him tea and water, what would be the harm?!"

"Exactly! For the future of humanity, this price is worth it!"

...For a time.

The generals who were previously full of disdain and incomprehension toward Lin Yuan had now completely shifted their attitudes, beginning to offer suggestions on how to nurture him.

They were iron-blooded soldiers who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

They might care about personal honor and disgrace, but in the face of the survival of their race, they never wavered!

As long as they could secure a glimmer of hope for humanity.

Never mind nurturing one Lin Yuan—even if they had to pay a greater price, they wouldn't hesitate!

Looking at the heated discussion among the crowd.

A bitter smile appeared on Zhao Lie's face.

"Focus on nurturing? Pour in all resources?"

He shook his head, his voice tinged with helplessness: "Everyone, do you think I haven't thought of that? Just a short while ago, I already sent Xiao Zheng to represent the military and myself to recruit him."

Hearing this, Xiao Zheng immediately lowered his head, his face full of shame.

"And the result?"

An impatient general quickly asked.

Zhao Lie gave a bitter laugh: "The result was, he refused."

"Refused?!"

The crowd gasped again.

The recruitment of the military, the personal invitation of the Marshal, was actually refused?

Just how arrogant was this kid?!

"What did he say?"

Wang Pojun frowned and asked, his tone carrying displeasure.

"He said..."

Zhao Lie recalled Lin Yuan's words, the bitter smile on his face deepening, "He said joining the army is too much trouble—having to wake up early, having to train, and having to follow rules. He has no interest."

"He also said he doesn't need our resources because... in his eyes, those resources of ours aren't even worth mentioning."

The meeting room fell into a dead silence once again.

Everyone was choked up by Lin Yuan's words, unable to speak.

Waking up early? Training? Rules?

Was this what a Martial Artist, a Genius who might influence the situation of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield in the future, should be considering?!

And!

The military's resources, the secret manuals of the national treasury, the Holy Lands for cultivation... in his eyes, they weren't worth mentioning?!

This... this was simply arrogant to the extreme!

"Outrageous!" Wang Pojun slammed the table, fury burning in his one eye. "This kid is too ungrateful!"

"He simply doesn't know what's good for him!"

"Marshal! In my opinion, just tie him up and throw him into the barracks! I don't believe we can't handle him!"

The other generals also nodded one after another, expressions of agreement on their faces.

For these iron-blooded soldiers, when dealing with such an unruly fellow, sometimes fists were more effective than reasoning!

However, Zhao Lie shook his head once more.

"No. With his strength and his talent, even if the entire military puts forth its full effort, we might not be able to keep him."

His tone was incredibly firm: "Forcing him will only be counterproductive, and might even push him to the opposite side of us."

"At that time, if we end up forcing a Meridian Opening Realm powerhouse to become our enemy, that would be the true loss!"