69novels Chapter 10 The Empire... Why Did It Become Like This?
Chapter 10 The Empire... Why Did It Become Like This?
I am Mark Grayson. Shortly after I awakened my superpowers, I dreamed of becoming a great man like my father—the most powerful superhero on Earth, "All-Round Man".
When I realized he wasn't an ordinary father, he also let me know where he came from:
Far away in outer space, there is a cool blue paradise called the planet Witrum.
It operates independently in a galaxy, much like ours.
I was born on that planet.
Although we possess abilities far exceeding those of humans—we can fly, move at supersonic speeds, and have immense strength…
But by human standards, Wiltrum has a perfect globalized society.
There was no disease, no murder, no war; it was practically a utopia.
Despite the absence of conflict, our high-level committee does not want our society to be complacent.
The committee members proposed that instead of being complacent about our current perfection, we should strive to enable other races with less advanced technology to reach our current level.
This decision was unanimously adopted.
The World Development Council was established shortly after the high-level committee agreed to it.
The first step is to locate the planet that is at a critical stage of development…
It's not just about having a planet with the potential to become great, but also about helping planets that haven't yet decided on their path.
The second step is to install a global defense system to prevent satellite threats, both natural and man-made, which can ensure the continuation of civilization.
The final step is to send a team of scientists to the planet's surface. This team will remain on the planet to help advance the civilization's technology and monitor its growth.
Of course, when I reached the legal age, I also signed up and joined the search committee; my task was to locate and report which planets we could contact.
At that time, the operation was expanded and improved, and I stayed in an active base where we could move between planets as we found them.
News of how brilliantly the World Development Council had done spread across our planet, and soon it became the most popular major on Witrum.
I found Earth in my third year of service.
During my trip to Earth, I used our long-range sensors to study the planet and the civilization on it.
I persuaded the committee to conduct an on-site investigation of that planet.
When we arrived, I became interested in Earth and the people on it; I was fascinated by what Earth had accomplished in such a short time.
I pleaded with the higher-ups to approve the inclusion of Earth in our development plan, but they felt it was too barbaric and not yet developed to the point where it could reach us.
Unwilling to give up, I proposed a second solution: I volunteered to migrate to Earth and become its sole protector, focusing on the continuation of Earth's civilization.
In the end, I still went.
The creatures on Earth are full of individual characteristics and vitality, and I watched in amazement as these people hurried along.
Right there, in the crowd, no research could prepare me for what I would experience once I arrived.
I immediately realized I had made the right choice... but then I remembered.
Once I clearly understood my task, I began to work.
People on Earth need someone to ensure their safety, and I am here to protect them.
I met your mother less than a year later…
In short, my father found love on Earth, married my mother, and is now protecting the planet.
Although I have only been in the industry for a short time, I believe that one day I will become a great person like my father.
Mark is now preparing to meet a man named Titan to help him eliminate the gang forces that have been entrenched for years, so that the people in the community can be free from fear.
He had a date with his girlfriend Amber that evening, so his schedule seemed a bit tight, but Mark wasn't worried. What was so difficult about taking down a mob boss? After all, he was—
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"Invincible".
"You guys are invincible?!" Isaac was truly at a loss, never expecting Witrum to pull off a series of astonishing moves:
"So you mean that after I lost my father, Agar, a civil war broke out on Visor."
The reason given was to make our people the dominant species in the galaxy, so they decided to eliminate the weaker members of the race, reducing the population by half.
"That is indeed the case, Your Majesty."
"Then they encountered a catastrophic virus that specifically targeted the Vitrum people's immune system, and the population plummeted to less than fifty."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"How long has it been since that civil war?"
"For centuries, Your Majesty."
"Has the population situation improved at present?"
"Fifty men still, Your Majesty."
Isaac clutched his chest in anguish, feeling a tightness in his heart, as if he were about to suffer a cardiac arrest reminiscent of Goku's character.
"Have you all collectively lost your minds?! Hundreds of years! And the population hasn't increased, it's actually decreased?"
Isaac suddenly looked up: "Wait, are all the rest of the people the same gender?"
I remember that the DNA of the remaining Vitrumians was pure and intact, wasn't it?
Could pure-blooded offspring be produced by any alien race with a certain level of evolution?
Is it impossible to find a single object in the entire universe that meets aesthetic standards?
The female warrior Anissa raised her neck: "Your Majesty, inferior beings are not worthy."
Witrum's Law of Reproduction stipulates that only the strong are worthy of procreation. Unfortunately, the existing women... are all a bit too strong.
Isaac nearly fainted: "We're already an 'endangered species in the universe'! And we're still worrying about this? Does that Regent Treig have a black hole in his brain?!"
"Are you all idiots? For hundreds of years, instead of seizing the time to reproduce and restore the population, you've all scattered out to occupy other places?"
The situation is now quite clear. We need to wait for the population to increase before mass-producing troops.
By then, one person could flatten the Milky Way with a single punch! Right now, 50 people want to conquer the universe? They can't even afford a group discount!
Isaac turned around, waving wearily, "You can step back now. You can rest on the planet below."
Anissa knelt on one knee: "Yes, Your Majesty."
After she left, Isaac turned to the Prime Minister beside him: "Are all Witrumans...like her?"
"Your Majesty, her character is already considered extremely mild within the clan," the Prime Minister replied tactfully, "which is precisely why Witrum needs a great emperor."
Isaac instantly understood: it's only when teammates are terrible that the leader looks awesome.
The thought that Anissa was actually a kind and understanding older sister among his people made Isaac feel like his future was about to explode.
"But 100,000 people have their own way of fighting, and 50 people have their own way of fighting." Isaac prepared to begin his operation.
"Since humans and Vitrum people look alike, their genes are a perfect match, and they're both members of the 'looks-obsessed' club... why not integrate them into Earth?"
A plan gradually took shape in his mind: to let his people disperse into human cities, learn about emotions, experience love, and integrate with humans.
The children born will inherit Witrum's bloodline and abilities, ensuring the continuation of the race. As for the "survival of the fittest" mentality—let's just suppress it with an imperial edict.
He walked to his desk, unrolled a scroll of paper, picked up his pen, and wrote: "From this day forward, dating, starting a family, and having children are of paramount importance for the continuation of the Witrum race. Anyone who violates this rule shall be considered a traitor."