Chapter 469

Chapter 469: The Largest War Organization – Wild Grass!

"Was this… the power granted to you by the Giant God?"

"Great is the Giant God!"

Sylvia swung her long legs as she walked through a special factory workshop.

"Ziz…"

"Hiss…"

The crackle of Magic Power welding echoed continuously there.

But no one would have guessed that those doing the work weren’t ordinary mortal technicians, but Chosen Ones warriors.

Yet these warriors didn’t come from traditional war organizations like the "Solar Knights" or "Death Brigade."

They were newcomers.

Their war organization was new too.

The emblem on their shoulder armor showed a small grass with three leaflets.

This was the insignia of the "Wild Grass War Organization,"

founded by Albert Drake in the "new world" of Far Reaching after the "Giant God Blessing Event."

The name "Wild Grass" perfectly captured this organization’s nature—it wasn’t a conventional war organization.

Due to its peculiar character, warriors from other organizations often mockingly called them "sardines."

The reason was straightforward:

They had too many people!

Before Wild Grass emerged, the Solar Knights had been the largest organization. Nearly every world the Giant God visited became their recruitment world. Even the ocean people who abandoned nomadic lives joined their ranks—truly accepting all comers.

Under this open-door policy, the Solar Knights now exceeded one hundred thousand members.

Yet when Sulya reviewed the reports one day, she discovered to her shock that the Solar Knights were no longer the most numerous. The newly formed Wild Grass had far surpassed them in scale.

A Solar Knight "large squad" capped at 500 members. But in Wild Grass? A single large squad started at 2,000. And the entire organization boasted at least 100 such squads!

More squads kept forming nonstop.

While other organizations prioritized quality, Wild Grass emphasized quantity.

This stemmed from the Giant God’s unique blessing upon the Far Reaching Star people: astonishing fertility!

Elsewhere in Bubble Worlds, people counted newborns individually.

On Far Reaching Star? They counted by litters!

Having just two or three in a litter was embarrassing—four to six was standard.

With such frequent pregnancies, perhaps due to the Giant God’s grace or technological advances, the Far Reaching Star people evolved: all infants came prematurely.

But these preemies needed no special care. Having absorbed Holy Light from the Sun in the womb, they were placed directly into incubators after birth to develop fully.

Originally, post-blessing pregnancies lasted just four months. To accommodate larger litters, gestation shortened to three months!

The pain of childbirth for mothers was greatly eased by the "culture dishes" from Valaharl and the blessings of Holy Light from the Sun. A healthy mother could deliver three litters in two years—twelve to eighteen infants!

Far Reaching Star people matured faster, reaching reproductive age in less than half the time of ordinary mortals!

Thus, the population exploded! This vast population base provided the Wild Grass War Organization with an immense source of soldiers. Since Far Reaching Star was blessed by the Giant God, nearly every mortal here had strong affinity with Holy Light from the Sun, yielding abundant qualified recruits for Chosen Warriors.

Most could successfully cultivate and condense the essential "virtual organs" for Chosen Warriors using Holy Light from the Sun. Countless youths flocked to the Wild Grass War Organization, becoming Chosen Warriors.

In combat strength, the Wild Grass War Organization appeared equal to any war organization on paper; after all, it possessed every element required for Chosen Warriors.

Yet the First Living Saint harbored no resentment toward Albert Drake for founding such a massive war organization. This was her inherent privilege. Moreover, Far Reaching Star served as the Giant God forces’ forward outpost toward the Endless Ether—stationing a powerful war organization there was only natural.

However, the Endless Ether periphery frequently hosted Divine Battles. Most members of this war organization remained inexperienced recruits, lacking battlefield tempering. Still, as newcomers, these Chosen Warriors weren’t without value.

They channeled their ingenuity and the Giant God’s divine grace into another pursuit—construction!

"Technical Officer Rockter III, weld this divine bone segment. Mind the joint seams."

A Chosen Warrior approached, his helmet marked with a vertical stripe and a dramatic cape billowing behind him. A massive "platform vehicle" trailed him, bearing two colossal cylindrical sections each dozens of meters across.

The segmented cylinders, pocked with uneven small holes, appeared somewhat pliant. Resembling tendons more than bones, these "divine bones" were surprisingly abundant within the Ancient God Fragments surrounding Far Reaching Star, transforming the star into a secondary "shipbuilding center."

"Understood, Captain Grant IV."

"Incidentally, I’m the third, not the second."

"Apologies. I often confuse you with your father."

"Captain, my father is Serta II. Rockter II is my tenth uncle."

…

Such exchanges echoed among the Chosen Warriors. Sylvia watched in astonishment as they used Holy Light from the Sun to "corrode" a divine bone. Under the sickly golden glow’s erosion, the bone decayed and melted. Carefully, the warriors aligned the molten surface with another bone segment.

"Buzz——!"

Holy Light from the Sun flared again—this time in sacred gold! Under its radiance, bone buds sprouted from the divine bones, intertwining and fusing together. Thus, a colossal "flexible divine-grade dragon bone," hundreds of meters long, took shape piece by piece.

Their "cutting" and "welding" capability stemmed from the Giant God’s gifts: the "virtual organs" called Corrosion Glands, and the foundational healing capability of Holy Light from the Sun.

While most Chosen Warriors lacked healing expertise—typically delegating such tasks to mortal auxiliaries and Damage Controllers—those of Wild Grass War Organization differed. They excelled in healing, mastering this basic skill to perfection, even capable of mending deity wounds.

Unlike other war organizations where only one technical officer and one medical officer existed per ten Chosen Warriors, nearly every warrior in Wild Grass War Organization served as both.

Originally weaponized to let warriors inflict damage within enemy deities’ bodies, the Corrosion Glands found an unexpected purpose. During peacetime, these warriors reforged swords into plows, transforming instruments of divine harm into tools of creation.

These repurposed tools ultimately shaped…

"Ms. Sylvia, you should see this."

A heavily armored "technical officer" approached, bowing respectfully to the Fifth Living Saint.

Sylvia followed him to another dry dock where a long, cylindrical form lay. Under the Chosen Warriors’ guidance, it stirred faintly, lifting its head to extend a flower-like "kissing mouth."

"This is… the Microscopic Dragon!? You recreated it!?"

"But the Giant God’s mission is perilous. Who among you will undertake it?"

Sylvia suddenly felt sending Wild Grass War Organization’s technical officers into the Endless Ether depths was too dangerous.

"Naturally, they won’t go alone."

Albert Drake approached. Behind her followed a group of…

"Creak… creak… creak…"

Mechanical grinding pierced the air!