Every "experience class student" received a Flying Snake as a battle pet.
This insectoid species had cicada-wing-like wings and could grow up to four meters long. Its wings bore natural Drifting Glyphs, and it had a triangular snake head, venomous fangs, and a forked tongue, hence the name "Flying Snake."
Although it looked a little ugly, the Flying Snake was vegetarian and could survive just by chewing on grass.
Its Race Value limit was roughly Level Three, while the strongest individuals could reach Level Four.
Each of the many students received a Flying Snake. Their faces lit up as they began feeding them; they had wanted a flying pet like this for a long time.
As for the ugly appearance—well, they saw them everywhere, so they gradually got used to it.
The Flying Snakes flicked out their slender tongues with hissing sounds, enjoying the purple food the students fed them.
It was not that humanity lacked airplanes or helicopters. Rather, Flying Snakes had an absolute cost advantage and were fairly fast as well. A Level Two Flying Snake could carry 100 to 200 kilograms, while a Level Three one could carry 300 kilograms—more than enough.
Senior Colonel Jin Dongliang stood on a high platform, watching the children grin happily, yet he secretly sighed. "These insects are still the best. They kept us company through our hardest days."
"What Level Three Civilization? We really are stronger now, but expenses keep growing. All sorts of mechanical equipment and strange props cost money. It's like a bottomless pit."
"Back when we had nothing, we charged into close combat with a small knife. Transportation relied entirely on the Sky Fortress and flying dragons."
"These young people..."
The Ratfolk Artisans tinkered with various mechanical armors and drones nearby. One of them said disdainfully, "Old Jin,