Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method Chapter 438: Rachel Accidentally Won Politics

Velion appeared beside them and bowed his head slightly. "It is exactly as Master said, Elder Rachel."

Rachel turned toward him with mild surprise. "So he really saw everything?"

Velion nodded. "Yes."

He glanced briefly at Garion and Dahlia before continuing.

"When I appeared in the Draconia hall and accused them of working with demons... Master and Sister Dahlia were already there watching."

Dahlia crossed her arms and smirked. "We had front-row seats."

Garion nodded casually. "Yeah."

He leaned slightly against the desk. "And honestly... it was a pretty good idea."

Rachel tilted her head slightly. "You think so?"

Garion nodded. "Of course."

Rachel gave a small smile. "Well... I had a little help from the situation."

She walked around the desk slowly while explaining.

"When I heard that a demonic dragon appeared near the archipelago, I suddenly thought of sothing."

Garion listened quietly.

Rachel continued. "If both a demon and a demonic dragon were involved..."

She tapped the table lightly. "...then Draconia would inevitably be connected to demons."

Velion nodded in agreent. "Exactly."

Rachel shrugged slightly. "Even if they tried to deny it later, the suspicion would already spread."

Garion chuckled. "And your plan worked better than expected."

Rachel looked at him curiously. "How so?"

He smiled slightly. "They are no longer recognized as a grand faction."

Rachel blinked. "They what?"

Velion nodded. "Yes."

Rachel leaned slightly against the desk, clearly processing the information.

Then she let out a quiet laugh. "Well."

She shook her head lightly. "I suppose that’s what they get for trying to make God Gym their enemy."

Dahlia smirked. "They deserved it."

Garion’s expression, however, beca a little more serious. "But there’s another side to this."

Rachel looked at him. "What do you an?"

Garion spoke calmly. "They joined the Black Chira."

Rachel’s smile faded slightly.

Garion continued. "That group is already a Grand Faction-level threat. So while they lost their title...they technically beca stronger."

Rachel frowned. "...Dammit."

She rubbed her forehead slightly. "So my plan actually made things worse."

Garion shook his head. "No."

Rachel looked up again.

Garion leaned back slightly and smiled. "Actually, it made things easier."

Rachel tilted her head. "How?"

Garion explained calmly. "Before today, Draconia was still a legitimate Grand Faction. So if we attacked them, other factions might question us."

Rachel nodded slowly. "That’s true."

Garion continued. "But now?"

He spread his hands slightly. "They openly joined a demonic faction."

Velion smirked. "So now everyone sees them as the villains."

Garion nodded. "Exactly."

Rachel’s eyes slowly brightened again.

Garion continued. "Which ans other Grand Factions will also move to suppress them."

Rachel nodded slowly. "So it won’t just be God Gym fighting them."

Garion smiled. "Exactly."

Rachel crossed her arms and smiled again. "I see. So it’s a win-win situation."

Garion shrugged casually. "You could say that."

Velion chuckled quietly. "Well... that worked out better than expected."

Dahlia smirked. "Sotis the enemy helps your plan without realizing it."

Garion chuckled. "Yeah. In this case they did most of the work for us."

Rachel nodded slowly, still thinking through everything that had happened. Then she looked back at Garion. "So what now?"

Garion straightened and stretched his shoulders slightly. "Rachel, call the others."

Rachel blinked. "The others?"

Garion nodded. All the main leaders."

Rachel imdiately understood. "...You’re planning sothing."

Garion smirked. "Of course. I want to announce the new structure of God Gym."

Rachel’s eyes widened slightly. "The new structure?"

Garion nodded again. "God Gym has grown a lot this past year."

He gestured toward the window where the crowded island could be seen outside. "So we need to reorganize things."

Rachel smiled. "Understood."

She moved to the communication crystal and finished sending the call for the senior mbers.

Once the ssage was delivered, she turned back and sat across from Garion.

"We’ll give them a few minutes," she said.

While they waited, Garion closed his eyes briefly. Inside his mind, he spoke.

Atlas.

[Yes, Host.]

Garion tapped the arm of the chair lightly. "I rember sothing."

Dahlia glanced at him briefly. "What?"

Garion waved his hand casually. "Just thinking."

He continued speaking inside his mind.

Atlas, I rember there was a mission from the system. Sothing about filling all the slots of God Gym.

[Correct.]

Garion leaned forward slightly. "So what’s the maximum number of disciples we can recruit now?"

For a mont, there was silence.

Then Atlas replied.

[Host, that limit has already been removed.]

Garion’s eyes opened slightly. "...Removed?"

[Yes.]

Atlas continued in the sa calm tone.

[After God Gym beca a Grand Faction and you built the central God Island... the system updated the faction status.]

Garion’s fingers stopped tapping the chair.

[A Grand Faction cannot logically have a recruitnt limit.]

[Therefore the disciple limit has been lifted.]

Garion blinked. "So... we can recruit as many people as we want?"

[Correct.]

Garion leaned back slowly. "...Seriously?"

Atlas answered imdiately.

[Of course.]

Then the system continued.

[Not only that.]

Garion raised an eyebrow. "What else?"

[You now have authority to modify the faction structure.]

[You may create new ranks, rena existing groups, or restructure the hierarchy.]

Garion’s eyes lit up slightly.

"I can change the system titles?"

[Yes.]

[Core Disciples, Elders, Trainers... those nas are rely templates.]

[You are free to modify them.]

Garion slowly nodded. "I see."

Rachel looked at him curiously. "You look like you just had a good idea."

Garion smirked slightly. "Sothing like that."

Back in his mind, he continued speaking. "I already have a few nas in mind."

Atlas replied calmly.

[Before that, Host.]

Garion waited.

[You should rember one thing.]

Garion raised an eyebrow. "What?"

[Focus on quality.]

[God Gym’s reputation is based on strength, not numbers.]

Garion chuckled quietly. "Don’t worry."

He leaned back comfortably in the chair. "I already know that."

He glanced toward the busy island outside again. "And besides..."

A small grin appeared on his face. "The people who survive our training will already filter themselves."

Atlas paused for a mont before answering.

[That... is also true.]

Garion smirked. "Exactly."