Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 594 The Dragon's Unification, Beginning with the Empire
"Oh my goodness, Sully, you are such a smart and beautiful woman,"

"Compared to your wisdom, the heads of many scholars in the empire are as if they've been stuffed up their asses,"

The white dragon Kamid stretched his two long necks and surrounded his partner, Suli, a descendant of the blood of the god-king, on both sides. His two tongues licked his wife's beautiful face incessantly, while he made sounds of admiration from his fangs.

"The people of the empire say that behind every successful male, there is often a remarkably intelligent wife,"

The white dragon Kamid, who had shrunk his body to the size of an adult bull, sang in the tone of a dragon: "I think, Suli, you are the outstanding and wise wife standing behind Kamid!"

"I no longer have to worry about those wretched scholars in the empire saying I'm not smart enough!"

The Blood of the God King, Suli, wore a soft green dress woven with shimmering brocade, just like the Silver Dragon Chris Tiana, making her look exceptionally vibrant and approachable.

However, although Suli enjoyed intimate interactions with her partner, she had to slightly resist the licking of the white dragon Kamid.

The occasional saliva that splashed from the mouth of this two-headed white dragon carried a chilling aura, freezing many of the books Su Li had written on the desk into ice sculptures.

Many of these books are popular fables created by Su Li to promote certain aspects of the political ideology and culture of the Golden Empire.

One of the short stories takes place between a lion that grows into a ferocious magical beast and a highly intelligent night raven.

The story goes that a savanna lion, who had grown into a ferocious magical beast, killed a giant elephant one day. Just as the ferocious beast was feeding with its herd and offspring, a kind-hearted night raven suddenly landed in front of the lion and questioned it.

The raven said, "Oh, mighty lion, do you know that the creatures you hunt also have their own families and tribes?"

The powerful beast lord looked up from his meal, glanced at the pride of lions around him, and replied with some surprise, "But I'm not that hungry! This giant elephant is enough to make me the food for my rule over the pride!"

"The raven stood on the moral high ground, condemning the lion's crimes, but the lion interpreted it as the raven telling him that the giant elephant of the savanna and its family members were available for him to lure and hunt."

Suli forcefully pushed away the head of the white dragon Kamid, and said helplessly, "Whether it's due to one's innate race, the education and knowledge received, or the influence of the environment in which one grows up,"

"These can all lead to different individuals within a region having different viewpoints and ideas,"

"And if there is no room or time for a clash of ideas, it will have serious consequences,"

Suli gently stroked the chin of the white dragon Kamid, saying to her partner, "Throughout the entire universe, across countless material planes, before the birth of King Gogmora, no unified ideology had ever emerged among the dragons."

"And no dragon like King Gogmora has ever wanted to do this, nor dared to do it,"

"Therefore, this emerging idea is something that the vast majority of dragons living in the infinite material world of the universe cannot accept,"

As his wife's voice grew more serious, the white dragon Kamid stopped his playful antics, lay quietly on the ground, propped up his two heads with his two front paws, and listened intently.

Just like in their youth, when the Gogmora dragon herd was in the former dragon herd orchard.

While the White Dragon Kamid may be clumsy, he is not stupid.

"Each dragon's independent ideology has been deeply ingrained over thousands of years, and even those dragon herds that have formed alliances and families cannot escape this habit."

While gently stroking her mate's scales, Suli carefully explained, "Within the Empire, the idea of ​​a unified world for all dragon races needs a long time to impact those dragons whose thinking is deeply ingrained. It needs a long time to be digested and accepted."

"Therefore, even someone as powerful as King Gogmora needs to set aside a thousand years to accomplish this goal."

The white dragon Kamid nodded slightly, letting out a low growl from its fangs to respond to its partner's words.

"The reason the empire pursues a powerful and integrated approach to political, cultural, and spiritual control is because Prince Gogmora understands this very well,"

"If the territory and imperial domain can be expanded dozens or even hundreds of times in one go, the control of the empire's middle and lower levels will be dispersed by the vast territory, making it extremely weak,"

"Although such a country may appear incredibly powerful on the surface, it has a weak foundation. If there is even a slight storm, the foundation of the empire will be eroded, starting from a few points and gradually spreading to affect the whole country, eventually leading to its collapse."

Su Li's eyes gleamed; this descendant of the God-King's blood was no ordinary noblewoman from the world of Aikania.

Appearance alone is not enough to win the favor of these outstanding dragons in the Golgmora dragonflight.

Although the White Dragon Kamid had shortcomings in 'certain' aspects, this white dragon never had much influence on the empire's political landscape.

However, since Suli came to the Empire, the White Dragon Camid's lack in this aspect has been gradually made up for.

Because in the Golden Empire, the capable rise and the incompetent fall, Kamid's partner, Suli, represents more than just the identity of the Dragon King's consort.

Suli also represents herself in charge of political, ideological, cultural, and educational work within the Golden Empire, serving as the Vice Minister of the Imperial Government.

Many fables circulating among the people of the empire were created by a group of officials led by Suli, covering the entire popular literature market within the empire's territory.

"Therefore, in the upcoming millennium plan of the empire, while military conquest will be the primary weapon of criticism, the transformation of thought and culture cannot lag behind. The dragons conquered by the empire and the territories they rule must also be brought into line with the cultural environment of the empire's homeland."

"And the most crucial element of this measure is the leaders and soldiers of those legions, which is why I asked you to propose to the Imperial Central Military Headquarters that the cultural ideology and political will of the Imperial Legions be reformed in advance,"

"To prevent too many conflicts and contradictions from arising, which could cause the Empire's legions to become bloodthirsty and ruin the Empire's grand plan for a thousand years!"

Suli blinked and said with a sigh, "After all, there are too many soldiers in the various legions of the empire who are eager to make merit, and the calls for war have never fallen from the political stage of the Imperial Court."

“It’s not that these warmongers are disloyal to the Empire, but I’m afraid they’re so loyal to the Empire that they might go too far.”

Suli herself had the same mentality. The longer she lived in the Golden Empire, the more she despised other civilizations from the bottom of her heart.

Although Suli was aware that this psychological advantage could sometimes lead to extremely serious mistakes, not all Legion warriors had the same clear understanding as Suli.

White Dragon Camid gave a soft "hmm," his vertical pupils sweeping over the book on the table, written by Su Li over several months: "Thirty-six major points on the construction of civilization thought for conquering various worlds, and one hundred and eight details that the Imperial Legion should pay attention to under various complex environmental conditions."

Besides the project plan that Su Li had painstakingly put into, the white dragon Camid also saw an interesting book—"Standard Procedure Survey for the Demise of a Nation and the Extinction of a Race." Camid scratched the fine scales on the back of his head with his paw, and asked with a flash of inspiration, "This project plan, it's not going to be submitted to the Imperial Military Headquarters as well, is it?"

Su Li's beautiful eyes swept over them lightly, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"A combination of carrot and stick is the only effective approach,"

"Since they are unwilling to accept the ideology of the Empire, then the Empire naturally has no need to put their heads in the fold of heretical ideas!"

"Kill those who deserve to die, and release those who deserve to be released. Those who hinder the empire from achieving the unification of the dragon race will only become a persistent and intractable problem if they are not eliminated!"

"The unification of the world's dragon races began with the Empire!"

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The Golden Empire is composed of multiple races, each of which is a major part of the empire.

Therefore, even Naxon, the dragon who controls the imperial legislative affairs, had to pay attention to the arguments from the legislative representatives under his command, including trolls, elves, humans, dwarves, and so on, at the meeting.

To be honest, Yanglong Naxon found the minds of these races too strange. Even though he was a dragon, he sometimes couldn't understand the strange thought processes of these creatures.

There are thousands of laws inscribed in the empire, but not a single one has ever been legislated based on emotion.

If it weren't for the fact that various responsibilities within the empire were already assigned to corresponding dragons, leaving many dragons with heavy burdens, then the ocean dragon Naxon would be considering requesting to the ruling dragon king to resign as chairman of the empire's supreme legislative council.

Unfortunately, Yanglong Naxon knew all too well the temperament of the ruling dragon king, Dos.

Although Blue Dragon Dos rarely speaks, any dragon that dares to show fear or a sense of responsibility in his presence is in for a bad time.

In the Empire, factory workers are legally limited to a maximum of nine hours of work per day, but Blue Dragon Dos will make you feel that the dragon's energy should be limitless.

"Those physiologists originally intended to observe how organisms living in environments of prolonged adversity and oppression would undergo changes at the microscopic level, both mentally and physically,"

"And in this way, we can improve the Empire's bloodline potion, allowing the warriors who are injected with the bloodline potion to influence the material level with their spirit, thereby maximizing the amplification effect of the bloodline potion."

The human legislator handed the documents in his hand to the attendant beside him, instructing the attendant to deliver these confidential documents to the legislative representatives of each race.

Then the middle-aged human committee member spoke again: "But in this series of experiments, the scholars discovered a physiological pattern in which even non-superhumans can influence the changes in their own physical existence through mental influence."

"This physiological pattern is referred to by those scholars as the stress-conserved transcriptional pattern,"

"This also provides a solid theoretical basis for the benign evolutionary mutation of the golden kobolds and golden goblins in the empire that have already undergone complete mutation."

"This benign mutation and evolution is influenced by many factors, but the heartfelt recognition from those golden goblins and golden kobolds accounts for a significant portion of it."

"Even ordinary people without any power will experience changes in their bloodline gene expression if they live in a high-stress environment for a long time,"

"This change will affect the working patterns of the smallest particles that make up the body in living beings,"

The human legislator coughed twice to indicate that what followed was important.

"In ordinary humans, this manifests as a highly active state of inflammation-related gene particles within their bodies when they are under extreme stress, reaching levels dozens of times higher than normal,"

"And the Imperial Legion also applied these experimental findings to warriors who had awakened their abilities after being injected with bloodline potions,"

"This also provides theoretical support for why many powerful warriors in the Empire's main combat legions deliberately go to the abyss and hell to undergo solitary training..."

Yanglong Naxon was getting drowsy listening, but at some point he was suddenly jolted awake.

Because that human legislator suddenly declared, "Therefore, based on the above, I propose that a new law be added to the Imperial Code."

"From now on, anyone in the empire who intentionally disturbs the mind and emotions of others will be considered guilty of the same crime as murder for money!"

The entire hall suddenly erupted in noise, with legislators from different races arguing heatedly, their faces flushed.

Some committee members believe that letting emotions influence legislation is making a mountain out of a molehill.

Some believe that the human rights committee member who proposed legislation based on emotions was attacked too much by political opponents during the meeting and therefore wanted to use this method to block out such interference.

Yanglong Naxon felt as if his brain was throbbing.

As a nation's civilization grows stronger and more prosperous, countless strange things also occur within that nation.

Naxon can no longer recall the clean and simple political environment when the Golden Empire was first established.

At that time, the Western dragon still held absolute power in imperial legislation.

But now, he must take care of the needs and feelings of every race in the empire.

This also requires the foreign dragon to always distinguish the true purpose behind the demands made by different races.

"So this is what it truly feels like to rule a complex and vast civilization?"

Naxon, the dragon, gently kneaded the fine scales on his forehead with his claws. He could no longer imagine the golden empire that lay ahead.

Because Naxon is personally immersed in civilization, rather than facing a vague concept.

(End of this chapter)