Because of the existence of various mass-produced power armors, a Tier 1 and Tier 2 cultivator without armor, to be honest on the battlefield, can compete with ordinary people wearing power armor at a 50-50 split.
So first-tier and second-tier cultivators are actually worth a piece of mech money in the Federation, not to mention inferior to dogs, at least they are walking everywhere, and the competition to continue to climb is very fierce.
Of course, staying in the mortal world, relying on the motor reflexes and thinking efficiency several levels beyond ordinary people, the first-level and second-level monks can still mix well.
After all, it is impossible for ordinary people who are not on the battlefield to wear a power armor auxiliary system worth millions to work every day. It is also naked, and the work efficiency of low-level monks is still much higher.
And the point that most forced low-level monks to improve was that the wealth of the Federation was highly bound to the level of cultivation.
In other words, how much strength can be matched with how much wealth.
There is no such thing as saying that we will stop cultivating immortals and go back to the mundane world to become a rich man, because the mundane world and the extraordinary world are under the same blue sky and use the same currency.
Federal dollars can be used to buy bread as well as spirit stones.
A rich man is a privilege of high-ranking monks in the federation.
If you don't have enough cultivation, you can't keep the money you earn.
If you accidentally obtain wealth that is supported by beyond your own realm, unless you exchange the money for cultivation resources as soon as possible, pile up the cultivation base, or pay the big brother a protection fee, otherwise you will run into soft nails everywhere soon.
Low-level monks, who accounted for nearly 99% of the total number of monks, were in this kind of suffering all the time.
In terms of social structure alone, the Federation is no longer a pyramid. What can be described more vividly than a pyramid is a thumbtack, a thumbtack-shaped society.
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Less than 3% of the monk class in the total population, and about 1% of the middle and high-level monks in it, own most of the wealth and power of the Federation.
If you want to divide again, in fact, you can divide the needle point again. After all, the fifth rank and above, the great monks who are eligible to sit in the Federation Council account for less than one percent of the total number of middle and high rank monks.
Just taking out the tip of the iceberg of a real immortal's wealth is enough to hire an army composed of millions of monks.
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"The fourth level, even the fifth level, and the sixth level are all involved in this bloody battle."
At this time, at the other corner of the battlefield, a projection of Yun Jie sighed to Bai Mo.
"It seems that the battle on your side is not fierce." Seeing that Yun Jie was fighting another true immortal, he still wanted to express his feelings to himself.
"Could it be that for the little luck you left behind, we will desperately fight like hungry dogs for food? That's too shameful." Yun Jie couldn't help laughing, "After a little bit of discussion, we'll be done when we click. "
"Among all the people, the Patriarch of the Ye family and the speaker are the core of the dispute between Zhenxuan. Ye Dexian hopes to return to the aristocratic family to become the Supreme Emperor. In the old days when mortals were only responsible for providing new blood, the speaker is a staunch supporter of the existing system.
But I don't think the ending will change much. Ye Dexian will at most promote this kind of thing on the noble leaders under his command. "
"..."
"The superiority of monks, especially the superiority of low-level monks, needs to be reflected in mortals, forcibly separated, and deprived of their remaining sense of superiority... To be honest, it is too cruel."
Yun Jie talked a lot about the issue of true cultivation and Xuanxiu, and Bai Mo could tell that even though he was in the camp of true cultivation, his personal thoughts were still biased towards Xuanxiu, but not too much. Heavy, took him to the other side.
As for the thoughts of mortals, he never mentioned it from the beginning to the end.
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The battle in space is divided into several parts.
The first is the main battlefield of World Tree and God Statue.
At this time, after several rounds of savage growth, the world tree has become entangled with the light-crowned oracle Titan. Millions of wood elves and low-level acolytes, at the junction of the two behemoths, began the cruelest battle. close combat.
Brutely turning the space war into a land war.
It's just that this land is not flat, and sometimes it may be a vertical plane at ninety degrees.
The world tree transformed by fireworks wraps around the god statue Titan with countless super vines more than 50 meters thick and much tougher than carbon fiber, while the roots at the bottom of the other side step up to infiltrate into the star to obtain the pre-stored supplies.
The entire execution planet is a nourishing planet carefully arranged by the pyrotechnic party for a long-term war with Ramdo.
"It's rough..."
Mira witnessed a root belonging to the World Tree drill a large hole with a radius of more than 20 meters from the surface of the execution planet, and then headed all the way to the core of the planet.
"I'm still a fourth-order...how do I feel that I'm no longer a creature of the same dimension as a seventh-order true immortal?"
"A single hair is thicker than my whole body."
"..."
"Look over there, the statue's eyes seem to be shining?" With the power of the pendant, they were able to see the situation on the other side of the main battlefield tens of thousands of kilometers away.
"It seems to be... a strange green light... not good, hide away!!!" Sela, the wind elf who is a fortuneteller, was the first to sense the danger.
"That green light is directed at us, or this area!"
"Our piece? Could it be..."
Before Mira had time to finish the second half of the sentence, the green light emitted from the eyes of the idol killed the surface of the execution planet tightly surrounded by the world tree at the speed of light.
At this time, on the surface of the execution planet, there seemed to be an extremely powerful stasis force field, pushing the green light out of the planet.
"Ramdo, do you think I didn't think of it?"
The battle continued till this point, and for the first time, the two true immortals, who were fighting for life and death, had a meaningful dialogue.
"I know you do."
Before the words were finished, the green light dissipated soundlessly into countless light spots, penetrating into the force field like rain of light.
"I know you know I know, too."
The next moment, the originally colorless and transparent force field glowed with colorful lights, and its repulsion to the green light spots became extremely strong, and it consciously kicked out these foreign objects.
"I know you know and I know you know."
A special quantum signal was transmitted from the eyes of the idol, and the green light spot disappeared in place in an instant.
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"Huh? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
"They have entered into a battle at the micro level." With the power of the pendant again, Mira finally knew what happened.
The green light spots are turned into molecular sizes, trying to challenge the minimum precision of pyrotechnics to control the force field.
"Lend me to see it too." Sera took the pendant from Mira's hand, and with the help of the pendant's divine sense, saw the scene that made her extremely uncomfortable.
The sky is full of nanoscale green light spots...
"My trypophobia is committed."
"..."
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