Military District.
A tarmac position, there has been a team of warriors are standing straight this, facing the hot sun at noon, they stand like a pine, motionless, as a statue.
This is none other than Dragon Shade Warriors.
They were led by Ben, Andres, Jamie, Ashley, Ashton, Jack, Mickey, etc. They had already received the news that Jason would be coming to the military area today, and with Mr. Aston’s permission, they, the Dragon Shade Warriors, came to the tarmac to wait.
Even though Jason is no longer in Dragon Shade today, in the hearts of these Dragon Shade Warriors, Jason will always be the Dragon Head of Dragon Shade and will always be their boss!
Standing in front of Ben and the Dragon Shade Warriors were two other figures, the one on the right was an old man with an old age who exuded an imperious aura, it was none other than Mr. Aston.
Standing with Mr. Aston was Beau, the military district chief of staff.
These two people in the military region are big people, Mr. Aston since needless to say, after the Forbidden Dragon Guard world, Hua Xiong has been completely detached from the side of the military department, so the entire military department can be compared with Mr. Aston prestige of the person is no longer.
Beau’s status is also significant, he is considered to be brought up by Mr. Aston, and these two came to greet him, such treatment is not available to everyone.
Soon, a manned helicopter appeared in sight above the sky and was flying straight towards the tarmac.
The Dragon Shade Warriors, including Ben, who was standing neatly in formation, took notice, and for a moment excitement began to flash across their rigid faces.
However, their standing posture was still upright as a mountain, invariably permeated with an aura of iron blood unique to soldiers.
Rumble!
The helicopter came closer, the sound of the propellers turning far away, blasting the eardrums.
Eventually, the helicopter began to land, settling down on a tarmac.
Mr. Aston and Beau looked at each other and smiled.
They knew that Jason was coming.
To them, Jason is a pride of the military region, more than an ace in the hole, and the backbone of Dragon Shade, the most elite special operations organization in the military region.
The cabin door of this helicopter opened and Jason stepped out first.
When he walked out and saw Mr. Aston and Mr. Beau who came to greet him, his face was stunned, then he saluted and said, “Greetings Mr. Aston and Mr. Beau.”
“When did you boys become so polite?” Beau chuckled.
As he spoke, Darcey also walked down, and Jason whirled around and introduced, “Mr. Aston, this is the descendant of the Stokes family’s oldest ancestor, Darcey, who is extremely clear about some of the things that happen in Hyacinth. I thought that the military department side is going to take the lead in setting up the Carovia Cultivation Association, so it would be better to have Darcey come as a reference.”
“Good, good.” Mr. Aston nodded his head, he looked at Darcey and said, “THE OLD Mr. Stokes had fought for his country back then, and on the battlefield I have also seen the Old Mr. Stokes’ elegance, an admirable former martial artist.”
As he spoke, Mr. Aston also came up to talk to Darcey.
Jason gazed forward and saw Ben, Jack, Andres, and a host of other Dragon Shade Warriors standing in columns.
Seeing that familiar face, Jason’s heart stirred up a hot blood, and he immediately walked forward.
“Meet Dragon Head!”
Led by Ben, one of the Dragon Shade Warriors yelled in unison.
Jason took a deep breath as he walked up and one by one he looked at these Dragon Shade Warriors and patted them on the shoulder as he smiled and said, “Brothers, I’m glad to see you!”
Ben and the others smiled back, all with the same hot blood stirring in their hearts.
That iron and blood mingled comradeship is never fading in this life.
After a few pleasantries, Jason heads into the military building along with Mr. Aston and all the others.
…
Inside the conference room of a building in the military district.
Jason, Darcey, and Mr. Aston, Beau, and a few of the big names in the military district sat down to discuss the Carovia Cultivation Association moving forward.
“Jason, what are your thoughts on the formation of the Carovia Cultivation Society?” Mr. Aston asked.
“At this point, I am all for it. The Cultivation environment has indeed been changing nowadays, and some of the Cultivation powers of ancient legacies in the world are coming out of the woodwork. It’s the same abroad, there are equally powerful Cultivation legacies Holy Land in foreign countries,” Jason opened his mouth, he continued, “In the battlefield a few decades ago, some overseas countries had martial artists who fought along with their armies. At that time, the country also called for ancient martial arts powerhouses to go to the war, and some of the strongest men of Hyacinth such as Lewis and the Stokes family ancestors responded.”
“Now that the Cultivation rules have been remedied, the Ancient Martial powerhouses that will emerge in the future will become stronger and stronger since then, and will even be so powerful that we can’t even imagine, and will even subvert our perceptions. Under such circumstances, it is correct for Carovia to establish the Cultivation Association to bring together Carovia martial artists. In the future, we can’t rule out the emergence of a supreme martial artist who is strong enough to fight against a country, so the country needs to make preparations in advance in this regard as well.” Jason said.
“One man against a nation!”
Mr. Aston’s eyes flashed with essence, he took a deep breath and said, “Some of the strongest people in Hyacinth will they be willing to join the Cultivation Association? Once they join, how should they go about managing them? How will the resources be distributed? The main thing is how to guide the martial artists in the association?”
Jason said, “The martial artists who join the Carovia Cultivation Association certainly can’t be treated as if they were martial artists of the national army, and are governed by a strict military-like discipline system. The most appropriate thing is to apply the rules of Hyacinth. In principle, there is no restriction on their movements, and they are allowed to develop according to the rules of Hyacinth. The ultimate goal of the Cultivation Association is to give these martial artists a sense of identity and belonging, and in fact, there is no lack of patriotic people among the martial artists of Hyacinth, who still have a great sense of identity with Carovia. If Carovia is violated by foreign martial artists in the future, through the call of the Cultivation Association, these patriotic martial artists will step forward and set an example.”
Mr. Aston and Beau nodded their heads, knowing in the back of their minds that the Carovia Cultivation Association would need a development process even after its launch.
As Jason said, the ultimate goal of the Carovia Cultivation Association is to give Carovia martial artists a sense of belonging and identity so that they can come together and grow the Carovia Cultivation.
“There also needs to be a respected Hyacinth powerhouse in the Association to sit as President.” Jason continued.
Mr. Aston sniffed and said, “It’s a pity that Old Mr. Miller hasn’t woken up yet, or else he would be the most suitable to serve as this president. Right now, Jason, who do you think would be better in Hyacinth?”
Jason thought for a moment and he said, “I have two candidates at the moment, the first is old Mr. Parker of THE Parker family and the other is old Mr. Stokes of THE Stokes family.”