Goldstein raised his eyebrow. "Impatient, are you? Let us conclude this matter. I have already calculated your contributions during your journey to this mech workshop. My judgment will need to be approved by other authorities, but once they concur with my assessment, our Association will award your Golden Skull Alliance with a total of 1,343,400,312 MTA merits."
Sci-fi · Exlor
The man wearing a resplendent CFA officer uniform made a shallow bow. "I would be glad to, Mr. Larkinson. I am Captain Zonrad Reze. I have the privilege of commanding the Babylon Excavator, a reconnaissance cruiser operating under the auspices of the Common Fleet Alliance in the Red Ocean."
Sci-fi · Exlor
"What if… I can turn a biomech and a mech pilot into the equivalent of an incestuous married couple?"
Sci-fi · Exlor
Another one of the mice pocked his left eye socket. Slowly, very slowly with the sound of crunching and munching everything turned to black.
Fantasy · PillGrandCreator
ch 4123 Damage Control
Sci-fi · Exlor
Svenlisk
Ves scratched his chin. "I guess you're right. Most of the representatives I have spoken to are inflexible dogmatics. No matter what argument I make, they always fall back on their biases, preconceived notions and unreasonable fears."
The Mech Touch
Sci-fi · Exlor