The Martial Unity

“Speaking of Martial Embodiments,” Rui turned towards Master Ceeran. “Your Martial Embodiment is…how do I say it..?”

It was a homing ballistic missile launcher. However, there were no equivalent words in the Kandrian dialect for half of those. “What did you see?” Master Ceeran asked, raising an eyebrow. “Most people see siege weapons.”

His words implied a crucial point. “So, you’re telling me not everyone necessarily sees the same thing.”

“Indeed,” Master Ceeran nodded. “Why would everyone see the same thing? Ultimately, a Martial Embodiment is the image a mind associates and creates as a pictorial representation of the Martial Mind that is being imprinted on their subconscious mind while they’re being misdirected by our Martial Art. That means the image is what the subconscious mind imagines our Martial Mind to be if it were a material phenomenon. What that image is depends on the associations one makes, which in turn depend on the person’s experiences and memories.”

“I see…” Rui contemplated this new information. That would explain why Rui saw a modern missile launcher from Earth. It was the closest association to Senior Ceeran’s Martial Art that he could muster, thus it made sense that that was what he saw.

People would not see what they didn’t even know existed, which explained why only Rui would see such a thing since he was the only one in the world with it.

Rui could not help but wonder what his Martial Embodiment would be in the minds of others. There was only one way to find out.

For now, he could only work his way to that stage step by step.

“Ah, one more thing,” Master Ceeran reached into an inner pocket, pulling out something. “Here.”

He handed Rui an exorbitantly clad card. “It’s your official invitation to the unveiling of the first functioning Kandrian submarine.”

Rui’s eyes widened. “I thought you said that the research was underway.”

“It is,” Master Ceeran remarked. “But not for the creation of the vessel, for the mass production of it since at the moment it can only be constructed by relying on the fantasies of esoteric material reality that are rare and expensive.”

“I see,” Rui murmured as he read through the formal invitation addressed to one Rui Quarrier. “That’s a good measure.”

She was trying to promote the technology by holding some sort of grand unveiling. It was a good way to build support for the technology and for her political campaign.

“I am grateful for Her Highness’ invitation to this historic event,” Rui replied, nodding. “I look forward to witnessing the unveiling of the first submarine vessel of the Kandrian Empire.” The source of thɪs content is Novᴇl ꜰirᴇ.nᴇt

“Indeed, I am quite excited myself,” Master Ceeran smiled. “It is important for our nation to keep progressing in order to ensure that we don’t fall behind. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Rui nodded. “I most certainly do. Nobody realizes how important it is.”

It was easy for technology to regress and disappear. Most people assumed that technology would naturally get better, but the state of technological progress was more fragile than people realized.

It has happened many times in the past on Earth.

The Egyptians forgot how to build pyramids.

The Greeks lost their civil engineering.

The Romans lost their aqueduct technology.

More modern examples in his lifetime were rocket technology. The race to reach the moon was fueled by competitive desire during the Cold War out of fear of losing out to each other, but as soon as it became clear no superpower had major spacefaring ambitions, the drive to reach the moon was snuffed out, and even shortly before John passed away, some nations actually regressed in rocket technology, and failed to replicate feats that that they had accomplished half a century prior.

However, it appeared that with Princess Ranea firmly driving down to enhancing the Kandrian Empire’s already large seafare industry with better conventional esoteric technology, Kandrian seafare technology would only grow from here on out.

‘I wonder if I should give them a hand,’ Rui wondered.

He was no naval engineer, but even with the knowledge he knew, he could probably offer some extraordinary knowledge that could drastically change the foundation of shipbuilding technology.

He had traveled on the Martial Union’s vessels, so he knew that their technology was not based on any sophisticated principles of physics, they were closer to how ships were built before the Greek mathematician Archimedes discovered what was on Earth known as Archimedes’ Principle.

‘Meh, I’ve drawn too much attention for my knowledge recently,’ Rui shook his head inwardly. ‘Better to not push my luck.’

Finding the justification for the knowledge was going to be much harder this time since Julian’s specialty was not even remotely near the field. Perhaps he could send an anonymous mail to the relevant people.

Still, it would be better if they discovered it from their own understanding of the world. Artificially handing them knowledge that they didn’t obtain would hinder progress in the long-term, since making progress was necessary for making further progress due to an exercised inquisitive tendency into the nature of the universe.

“There will be many people who look forward to meeting you,” Master Ceeran remarked. “Yeah, I’ve gotten used to that,” Rui heaved a sigh. “Comes with the territory.”

“It seems that you’ve grown quite busy over time,” Master Ceeran remarked. “However, do not let that get in the way of the momentum of your growth. You’ve just consumed a potent resource and grown stronger, but ensure that you never cease developing your Martial Art.”

“Don’t worry, Master, I have no intention of stopping now,” Rui replied. “I have a vision for the path forward.”

His eyes narrowed. Now that he had tested out his newborn power with the Roaring Dragon Blood Potion completely, it was time to make good use of it in a manner that did not neglect the development of the power of thought so that his progress to the Master Realm never stopped.

‘Time to see what I can make of domain techniques.’