The more geniuses there are, the greater Melissa’s pressure. On the Continent of Aslante, a place that believes in bloodline inheritance, people have always thought that if the father’s genes are good, the offspring will be even better.
Moreover, data confirms that the probability of genius offspring emerging among major nobles is indeed higher than among small and medium nobles.
In the eyes of the outside world, Hudson’s talent is top-tier among the Human Race, and under normal circumstances, his offspring should inherit some of it. If not top-tier geniuses, at least ordinary geniuses.
If it’s not the father’s problem, then it’s the mother’s problem. This makes Melissa feel very insecure, especially since her talent is indeed quite average.
The noble circles are also filled with jealousy, and gossip is inevitable. Upon hearing it, Melissa becomes even stricter in her education of her sons.
Naturally, Hudson is aware of these things, and he’s even explained, but unfortunately, it had no effect. If the phrase "dull-witted" could be applied to him, then no one else would need to live anymore.
"Hudson, are you sure they can catch up in the future?"
Melissa asked expectantly.
"Don’t worry, besides talent, cultivation also depends on resources. Whether or not they can break into the Sanctuary cannot be guaranteed, but the Eighth Order can be achieved with resources.
I’m personally guiding them in other aspects, so they definitely won’t fall short. Just arriving in a new environment, ordinary people would feel anxious, yet they can quickly integrate, which is one of the qualities of an excellent leader!"
Hudson’s persuasion was taken seriously by Melissa. Using resources to create Strongmen—that’s something she herself has benefited from.
Magic Potions, which are hard to come by in the outside world, can be consumed like drinks by her. Even after having several children, her strength has still been rapidly increasing in recent years.
At least among her college mates back then, her cultivation speed ranks in the first echelon, which shows the power of resources.
The cost is incalculable, anyway it’s a terrifyingly large number. Aside from the family of the number one Magic Potioner on the Continent, others certainly can’t afford it.
The further persuasion was even more convincing. Hudson himself has the authority to define the qualities outstanding leaders should have. Whatever he says will guide the nobles in training the next generation.
As a responsible Marshal, Hudson never says such things openly, fearing that he might mislead others.
The reason a famous general is famous is mainly because of rarity. If a uniform method could cultivate them, then they wouldn’t possess rarity.
Walking and stopping along the way, Hudson discovered many issues within the territory, the biggest drawback being it’s too desolate.
Sparsely populated is one aspect, but the crucial part is the lack of a commercial atmosphere. Except for New Moon Port, there’s no decent town to be found.
Even though walls are built and markets are established, the open shops are few, and the customer flow is minimal.
No one finds it strange, the entire Alpha Kingdom is . Limited shops mainly serve the nobles, inherently not intended for large sales.
Corresponding to this: a strong martial culture.
Even the games the children play have war themes. Everywhere there are young people training, and conversations among the populace often lead to whipping the corpses of Orcs.
Villages can do without churches, but must have training grounds, which include arenas. Even serfs love to spar up there.
Although these fights are like chicken pecking at each other, the grassroots’ desire for war is visibly strong.
Different identities lead to different personal pursuits, but the yearning for a better life is unanimous.
Unknowingly, war has become the only opportunity for the grassroots to change their Destiny.
Undoubtedly, such a political system is extremely dangerous. The Alpha Kingdom is , and so is the Snow Moon Territory.
The previous lack of awareness was mainly because the grassroots do not have a voice, unable to express themselves politically.
Reason tells Hudson that measures must be taken to pull the territory back on track. This update is available on novel·fire·net
In chaotic times, having a martial spirit is good, but it must be constrained.
The cause of all this is still—closed paths of social mobility.
If there are more choices, the situation will surely change. Not everyone is suited to be a soldier, everyone is leaning towards this direction because it’s the only path available.
"Danger," wouldn’t be felt when hungry.
To solve the problem, more channels of advancement must be opened. For a noble, opening paths for serfs is undoubtedly a betrayal of class.
The previous military system reform could pass because soldiers were needed to fight, and the probability of crossing the class threshold was very low.
Most soldiers who make military contributions can only receive rewards of wealth, their status remains that of commoners. Those lucky enough to cross the class, achieved great merit.
Even though Hudson’s position is now solid, when formulating policies, social impact must still be considered.
Once the core interests of the Noble Consortium are touched, even if policies are made, they cannot be implemented. The failure of previous reformists is the best counterexample.
Playing along the edge of the game rules, solving problems while not attracting external attention gives Hudson a headache.
Undoubtedly, this can’t be solved with a snap decision. A slight misstep would cause a major uproar, affecting the development of the territory.