"Asgard is indeed a surprise every day!" Ian looked up and down at Panthon, who had resumed his actions, and had a deeper understanding of Asgard's technological strength.

"Hmph, what's this? After all, the injuries I suffered were just ordinary internal injuries. If it weren't for the dark elements in my body, I wouldn't have had three days!" Pansen said with a proud smile.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. If Malekis hadn't taken him seriously, he wouldn't have the chance to receive treatment!" Sona, who was following the two, said angrily.

Although Sona's injuries seemed much heavier than Panthen, Agm did not use any energy attacks when he took action, so he started to jump around in just one day. Although Panthen's physical fitness was far superior to Sona, when he was pierced by the dark spear, dark elements were stuck in his body, and it took a lot of effort to drive them away.

Speaking of this, we need to talk about Asgard's medical technology. The most shocking thing is that there is no so-called doctor's profession at all!

Asgard's technology is so advanced that with the assistance of equipment, any affected area can be seen at a glance. As long as you know how to operate the equipment, it is easy to heal the injury.

Take Sona as an example. If a comminuted fracture of limbs, combined with affected areas such as chest and back and internal injuries, it will be a lifetime of lying on the earth. But in Asgard's injury, it will be cured for a day! First, all nutrients that can help recover are artificially synthesized, and then use molecular control ability to distribute these substances evenly on the affected areas, and finally stimulate the human body to absorb them. It's that simple, so refreshing!

Of course, there are two keys that work, one is the molecular-level technological control power, and the other is the patient's own physical fitness. There is basically a limit on how much substance the body absorbs at a certain time. If this limit is exceeded, it will cause indescribable harm to the human body.

This method has been studied on Earth for a long time, but Earthlings rely on drugs. Use certain drugs to stimulate the potential of the human body, so that the patients can produce therapeutic substances and accelerate absorption. However, this arrogant method of overdrawing potential will undoubtedly cause great harm to the human body. Even if there are successful people, few people will live over 50 years old. But Asgard's method has no such disadvantages at all, because before treatment, you have tested how much you can absorb.

"Is this why you exercise?" Ian asked naively.

Pansen staggered and almost fell to his dog to eat shit, "Bad! Is your family stronger to be injured? Although the strong is treated faster than ordinary people, its essence is to avoid being injured!"

"I understand, it's just to bully people better and not be beaten by others, right?" Ian put his hands on his chest as if he was enlightened.

Pansen was very happy when he heard this, "Yes! To put it bluntly, that's the case. Only when you have strong strength can you have a future!"

Before Ian expressed his feelings, Sona had already wiped out two hand swords to eliminate their wrong views in the bud. "Don't listen to this reckless man's stupid pussy. Asgard's warrior pursues strength for honor and justice!"

"Please! I am a time traveler after all, don't fool me by coaxing children!" Ian rolled his eyes directly.

Sona was stunned, "Yes, I forgot. It's all your fault for being so deceptive!" As she said that, she made another hand knife, and Ian's head was almost smoking, "Who said I was coaxing a child? Is it wrong to make you pursue honor?"

Ian covered his head and naturally didn't dare to say anything. The three of them just played and entered the Hall of Heroes! There was a grand meeting here today, and the theme was to reward merits and practices!

Yingling Palace is a very solemn place, and its function is similar to that of the Golden Palace. Generally, any major decisions are agreed here. Of course, there is an additional sacrificial function here than the Golden Palace!

The three of them slowly walked into an open huge corridor. Each golden stone pillar was as thick as a dozen people hugged each other, and it was solemn and solemn from the inside to the outside. Human-shaped statues dozens of meters high stood on both sides, and their lifelike faces even made people suspect that there was a soul in it!

Panthen suddenly accelerated his pace and came under a statue and looked at it for a long time without saying a word. Ian looked at Sona curiously, but heard him say sadly: "Every legion commander has such a statue. They are Asgard's patron saints, enjoying the worship of all their people and for their relatives to pay tribute! And this statue is Panthen's wife!"

Ian fell silent when he heard this. This quiet moment belonged to Pansen, and no one could disturb him. He slowly looked up and the statue had a beautiful face, which was not inferior to Sona, but the firm lines on his face were even more attractive. That kind of heroism was lacking in Sona. A dress and armor were also a maverick in the statues throughout the corridor. The giant shield sword was so brilliant and solemn under the sunlight.

Just as Panson was trapped in memories, Ian keenly felt that there were more people around him. Men and women were wearing gorgeous clothes or armor, and somehow they had surrounded the three of them. They couldn't help but point fingers at Panson, but they seemed to be afraid of disturbing him!

Just as he watched countless sights, Pansen finally got away from his memories, breathed deeply, and left without caring about other people's thoughts.

Ian and Sona followed closely, looked around and asked in a low voice, "What are they looking at?"

Sona thought for a while and said, "Asgard's education system is called the pyramid system, and at the same time, it is also a system related to Asgard's status!"

"Pyramids? It's very ancient Egyptian style!" Ian raised his eyebrows.

Sona smiled, "Asgard has many divine characters, not only Egyptian divine systems, but also many different race divine systems. It is normal to have more styles." After pausing, he said: "The pyramid system is divided into nine levels. Generally, children enter school at the age of five, and they are counted as one level every two years. Until level five, it is the fork of life!"

"It's like taking the college entrance exam?" Ian suddenly had a bad premonition. He didn't hate studying, but he just didn't want to attend classes.

"Take an exam? Although you don't understand what you said, you do have to go through an exam. But there is only one content in this exam, that is combat ability!" Sona seemed to remember something when she said this, sighed and continued: "If the combat ability is strong enough, she will advance to level six and be gloriously an Asgard soldier!"

"What about other people who cannot advance?"

"People who cannot advance will be arranged to conduct other studies, develop technology, or study tactics, in short, anything is OK. Asgard will not discriminate against anyone, but at the same level, the status of warriors will be higher!" Sona replied.

"What is the standard for promotion?"

Sona tilted her head and thought, "The minimum standard is twice the quality of ordinary humans, but the limited number of places is only allowed to advance to those with high scores, so each session is much better than this minimum standard."

Ian suddenly felt a little bitter in his mouth and asked embarrassedly: "How many pounds can you hit with twice the quality of an ordinary person?"

"If you have all your strength, it's about one thousand to two thousand pounds." Sona answered casually, and Ian was speechless when she heard it. Are you an ordinary person referring to the boxing champion?

Sona didn't care about Ian's expression and continued: "After level 6, you will not upgrade because of your age, but rely on your strength. When you have five times the quality of an ordinary person, you will be qualified to be level 7, and your level will also be from an ordinary warrior to become the captain. If you have certain attainments in tactics and other aspects, this can become level 8. As for level 9, you need to increase your physical fitness to nine times, and your official position will also become the commander of the legion!"

Ian looked at Panson, "His wife is level 9? How much is Panson?"

Sona looked at Pansen deeply and sighed: "Leona is at level 9, while Pansen is at level 7. The reason is that this guy is too straightforward. He is always born at the same time during the tactical exams, especially when he is repaired by Leona very miserably. So he has a bit of a broken can and has not made any further progress in the past few years!"

"So what? Although I am not the commander of the legion, my mother is the commander of the legion! And I have found all the humiliation that Leona gave me in those years!" Panson suddenly turned around and shouted in front.

Sona covered her face ashamed and pulled Ian a few steps back again, saying that we had nothing to do with him!

Ian's mouth twitched, as if he looked contemptuous on the surface, but what he thought was not that simple. Seeing Malekis talking about Panson's wife was very disdainful, it can be seen that his level nine combat power was nothing in front of the gods, but Panson's punch could kill Malekis! It seems that it is not that simple for Panson, a rash man, to marry a goddess-level legion commander!

"Then why are they looking at Panson so weird?" Ian asked.

"Because Pansenli made too much contribution this time, and his strength had long reached nine times the quality of ordinary people. In other words, with that contribution, not only the position of the Legion Commander is within reach, but also enough to exchange for the divine character! This shows that Asgard will have another god!" Sona looked at Pansen with emotion, and her eyes showed her yearning for the divine character without any concealment.

But Ian was a little confused. Could it be that gods are transformed by humans?
Chapter completed!