On the way back, Chen Chuan sat in the car, lost in thought.
He had heard similar rhetoric from Wan Song Company before, such as the Federation's so-called Ascension Ladder.
But the Ascension Ladder was a pure elite theory. They might not care what they themselves became, or even whether they allied with or merged into the beings on the other side, so long as they remained at the top of the ladder.
Wan Song Company, on the other hand, wanted to build a world where Fighters were the primary rulers. Or, to put it another way, possessing Mutated Tissue meant possessing innate authority.
They regarded those with Mutated Tissue as belonging to the same race, then built an entire hierarchy according to the strength displayed by that Mutated Tissue. In truth, they wanted to establish a separate racial concept.
There was still a substantial difference between the two. The people behind the Ascension Ladder would never accept ordinary holders of Mutated Tissue, so the two probably did not originate from the same force.
Judging solely from what Wang Weichang had told him today, a large number of people, or perhaps some group, stood behind Wan Song Company and supported or identified with this ideology.
That made it quite dangerous.
For ordinary Fighters, this ideology was extremely appealing. But ideology alone was not enough. If another condition were added, such as providing a certain amount of cultivation resources, it could very likely gather into a massive interest group.
They had not discussed things in depth today, but the fact that the other side had been willing to hand over a Level One Lost Object without hesitation showed that this force controlled vast resources behind the scenes.
Then there was Wan Song's platform. Its purpose was to serve Fighters. Those people