Five days later, Chu Guang adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror. The young man reflected within had skin as fair as jade, bright, pure eyes like dots of black lacquer, and custom-tailored clothes that fit him perfectly. They made his already upright frame appear even straighter; his body, not particularly brawny to begin with, somehow carried a grandeur like towering mountains.
As the saying went, clothes make the man. This outfit had been designed by a master. The pure black fabric had an exceptional texture. Other than the Cosmic Federation abbreviation over the left breast, the only decorations were at the cuffs: a tome on the left and a sword on the right.
One hand held a tome, the other a sword—this was enlightenment!
Of course, this was the Expeditionary Army's standard uniform. In battle, everyone still wore armor.
And standardized uniforms could undoubtedly strengthen cohesion effectively.
This was also one of the most fundamental things for any powerful organization.
Facing the mirror, Chu Guang snapped his fingers. A wisp of golden flame sprang forth, but it lasted less than three seconds before going out.
Chu Guang could clearly feel that something within his body had been depleted, though it replenished quickly. In roughly ten-odd seconds, that strange substance had already been restored.
After returning to Earth, he had exchanged his merits for the Ladder of God Foundation. This was also the choice made by most Expeditionary Army members.
A few years later, Foundation injections had become universal, the most basic form of genetic enhancement. Every citizen could receive one injection free of charge.
As for those with only second-class citizen privileges, they had just two paths. One was to join the military, choose the war sequence, or choose the research sequence, thereby earning citizen privileges.
The other