"You refer to yourself as a master, but all I hear is bluster. Come back before me with an official master seal from the MTA and then we'll talk. Until then, prepare to go back to your villa, because I'm going to eliminate you in a couple of hours."
Sci-fi · Exlor
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The man sitting atop the last pedestal elegantly waved his smooth and skinny hand that was only possible if he was young or received the best life-prolonging treatment. Of course, his most intriguing feature was that he hid his face underneath a black, expressionless mask.
Sci-fi · Exlor
"Well, let's get you to work. I expect a lot of sales from you while the hype still lasts." He said to his latest product on sale, feeling a bit like a pimp pushing his whore to the streets.
Sci-fi · Exlor
Ves after the transfer-
[You have upgraded your Mechanics skill to Journeyman. Please stand by for high density knowledge transfer.]
Sci-fi · Exlor
"This is a bit embarrassing. Looking at it… it feels like I'm transplanting someone else's private part."
Sci-fi · Exlor
"Fuck man, your mech already looks like a pimp, it just needs a cape to complete the ensemble. Trust me, it looks fucking great if your mech has a cape. It has to be red of course, or else it won't fit with the theme. Make it long and flowy, and don't think about using cheap fabric. If you need access to something fancy, I can refer you to a few friends I know."
Sci-fi · Exlor
0.8% for me
The inevitable advance of science and technology rendered today's machines worthless and turned tomorrow's miracles into everyday goods.
Sci-fi · Exlor
As the sixth-scoring mech designer, Ves got paired with a native of Bentheim called Charlotte Hoffmeister. The fiery dirty blond-haired woman was built like a leopard, and seemed to regard him that way as well with the narrowed eyes scanning his skinny form. He felt as if the young woman dismissed him as a threat.
Sci-fi · Exlor
"If you're some average hobo, then yeah the security won't let you come close. But what if you're the winner of the Young Tigers Exhibition? Collectors love unearthing gems in the rough. If they can snap up the very first handmade mech of a budding mech designer with bright prospects, they don't care about the piddling millions of credits they have to throw at you. It's peanuts compared to the potential collector's value when you become a household name in the Republic."
Sci-fi · Exlor
"How's my grandson's work? He's not making more Fantasia variants, is he?"
Sci-fi · Exlor
Which Novel?
Lighter mechs required less raw materials to build up and the low-end production licenses were dirt cheap. The public market consisted mostly of less formal outfits who try to save costs everywhere, so they widely use light and medium weighing mechs whenever they could get away with it. Ves had little to worry about running out of buyers if he went with this route.
Sci-fi · Exlor
Those stupid enough to listen-
Those interested in piloting an authentic war mech also needed the right genes. The highly arcane neural interface that allowed pilots to control their mechs as natural as moving their own bodies could only be piloted by a gifted handful. Those who ignored the warnings fried their brains.
Sci-fi · Exlor
Adam's first painting- 😂😂
The youth slowly opened his eyes, his pupils calm yet deep. With a gentle motion of his hand, Adam summoned forth his mana and let it flow like a river onto the canvas before him.
Fantasy · Esenel
With that said, he turned around and swaggered away.
Fantasy · Esenel
"'Bastard'? Is that how you address your father? Where are your manners, boy?"
Fantasy · Esenel
Adam-
"Ah?" Adam stepped forward while digging his ear with his pinky finger. "I did leave the auditorium but that was to meet your mother. Didn't she tell you?"
Fantasy · Esenel
"Kekeke, Johnny boy!" Adam laughed out loud as he approached Johnathan and gave him a tight hug. "What's gotten into you? You sounded like you had something urgent to talk about."
Fantasy · Esenel
Adam turned around and looked at him with a teasing smirk. "No, it is I, your father."
Fantasy · Esenel
Only a single flight mech tried to inch close, only to receive a swarm of anti-air missiles to its face. The mech quickly fell from the sky like a bird who lost its feathers. All of the other pilots who lurked nearby shuddered and slinked away.
The Mech Touch
Sci-fi · Exlor