The Biggest Winner

The Survival Committee naturally supported the Crimson Dragon Army.

But it only supported the Crimson Dragon Army existing in the form of a "Garrison Force, City Defense Force, and Fortress Soldiers."

That meant equipping them with individual weapons at the average standard of the mid-twenty-first-century Earth Era, scattering them throughout every corner of Dragon City, and relying on buildings, barricades, and fortresses to fight low-intensity street battles against monsters that randomly invaded the city.

At most, they could deploy to Mining Areas near Dragon City, rely on fully automated Steel Defense Lines to withstand the first wave of a Beast Tide, and hold on until the Transcendents arrived.

Possessing that level of combat strength was enough.

Basically, they were militia.

This military-building philosophy could not exactly be called wrong.

After all, when faced with Beast Tides that blotted out the sky and covered the earth; strange beasts that came without a trace and vanished without a shadow; or Doomsday Beasts that gathered in the mountains and forests, summoned wind and rain, no matter how numerous the ordinary humans in the Crimson Dragon Army were, they could not play a decisive role.

It was not impossible to improve the quality of the Crimson Dragon Army.

But that meant a budget of astronomical proportions, enough to make every council member hang themselves.

Over the past half-century, Dragon City's resources had always been scarce.

The resources that could leak through the fingers of the Nine Super Enterprises were even scarcer.

Besides, the Nine Super Enterprises all had private armed forces of their own.

They were all old brothers who had followed their corporate founders through endless slaughter during the lawless Blood-colored Era.

These "old brothers" could receive the careful guidance of the founders of the Nine Super Enterprises, God Realm Experts other than