The Mech Touch

 Chapter 6469 Reward for Good Service

After receiving so many revelations that her head was about to burst, Veronica finally concluded her conversation with the Oblivion Empress and the Beast of Fear.

Both True Gods had kicked off a plan that would soon detonate the peace of human civilization in the Milky Way.

The protectors of the current order would definitely grow extremely angry at the culprits behind the outbreak of violence.

There was no way the Oblivion Empire would be able to develop in peace in the near future!

The current Oblivion Gate Consortium was quite strong compared to almost any other organization in the two galaxies, but that meant nothing in the face of thousands of CFA battleships and dozens of angry god pilots!

In order to hold back the overwhelming might of the Big Two and prevent them from battering down the Nyxian Gap by relying on overwhelming force and numbers, it became crucial for the conspirators to drag other potential allies into this mess!

Only by forming the unholy alliance and borrowing the strength of all of the enemies of the Big Two would the Oblivion Empire have a chance to survive the coming chaos and turmoil!

Since time was of the essence, neither Cynthia nor the Unbounder god pilot spared any more of it to satisfy Veronica's curiosity. They had already been gracious enough to spend valuable minutes to outline and explain numerous key steps of their ambitious Oblivion Plan.

Veronica had little choice but to fly back to the Throne of Light. She wanted to wait for Master Willix to wrap up the experiment related to the Oblivion Gates and return to the flagship so that the two could have a good talk with each other.

In the meantime, she was able to shift most of her focus back to the Red Ocean.

After transferring to a shuttle and being brought to a classified location, Ves, Lucky and his Apocalypse Warden bodyguards ventured inside the halls of an unfamiliar space station.

The interior looked plain but was made out of high-quality alloys. Ves could clearly observe that it had been constructed relatively recently.

No guards barred their way, but there were lots of hidden sensors that constantly monitored his every move.

After descending down a few decks, Ves finally stopped in front of a blast door.

There, he waited for a few minutes before an invisible command opened up the door. "Meow"

Lucky grew more restless as he hovered besides Ves. The Evolution Witch resided in the chamber up ahead.

Compared to the previous times that Ves experienced her God Kingdom, he could now feel a palpable sense of excitement.

The successful experiment clearly advanced her agenda!

The god pilot felt no need to hide her reaction to this outcome. Now that the first trade between the galaxies had successfully unfolded, there would definitely be a lot more opportunities for red humanity and original humanity to trade lots of useful goods.

Ves took a deep breath. After not being able to get in touch with the Evolution Witch after half a year, he deeply wanted to get a few answers out of the god pilot.

His new bodyguards did not accompany him any further. They automatically assumed guard positions besides the blast doors and made it clear that they would remain on guard against intruders.

Not that it was necessary. No threat could possibly sneak close within the God Kingdom of a powerful god pilot.

Ves tried his best to shake off his discomfort of being at the mercy of a powerful individual and tried his best to maintain a respectful attitude.

He headed deeper into an empty storage hall that currently held the cargo sphere. Under the surprisingly gentle control of the God Kingdom, the cargo sphere slowly peeled apart before taking out container after container filled with valuable trade goods.

The Evolution Witch in her human guise did not leave anything to chance by conducting a cursory sweep.

Invisible hands lifted every container and brought it before her, allowing her to use all of her means to carefully inspect the contents.

There were good reasons to conduct a careful inspection. The transfer through the Oblivion Gate could have caused all manner of unpredictable consequences to the contents of the containers.

Who knew whether the goods had been exposed by deadly radiation, weird space bugs or became possessed by the spirits of dead gods?

This was the first time that the two branches of humanity had conducted a goods swap across 50 million light-years. The experimenters could never be too careful. Ves stopped at a respectful distance and patiently waited to be called upon.

Lucky on the other hand sniffed the air and gazed increasingly hungrily at all of the floating metal boxes and containers.

Many of the rare metallic alloys and other materials originally provided by the Beast of Fear possessed a lot of attraction towards the gem cat!

Just one of these super-class materials could already keep him sated for a long time, but the sheer amount and variety of the goods made it extremely difficult for Lucky to hold himself back!

Fortunately, the gluttonous cat knew better than to disregard everything and dive in. There was no way that the Evolution Witch would permit him to gorge until his

stomach could not fit any more rare and unique metals.

It was frustrating for Lucky to get into close proximity of so many top-quality metals, yet not be able to take a delectable bite out of any of these goods!

Neither Ves nor the Evolution Witch paid attention to the gem cat's distress.

The former continued to wait while the latter calmly inspected the contents of every container one by one.

The secure containers vastly differ in size. A few were as small as a jewelry box, while others were as large as a dining table.

The Evolution Witch effortlessly lifted each of them with her willpower alone, and thoroughly scanned the container as well as the goods stored inside with a diligent attitude.

It was not until the god pilot lifted up another small container that she finally broke from her routine.

Her willpower forcefully bypassed the extensive security measures and directly opened it up. A delicate-looking white bottle that was vaguely shaped like a beautiful white swan emerged from the secure container.

While the swan bottle held no attraction to Lucky, Ves suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to fly forward, snatch the bottle from the Evolution Witch's hands and smash it directly inside his mouth!

Ves snarled and shook his head in order to get rid of this irrational impulse. Whatever was contained in this bottle somehow generated an enormous attraction to him! He instinctively felt that if he was able to swallow the liquid stored inside this beautiful bottle, he might be able to fuel another minor sublimation!

Naturally, the Evolution Witch did not miss his reaction. Her lips curled in amusement

as she finally deigned to give him her attention.

"Ves Larkinson. Your performance has satisfied my expectations. You even exceeded them. Through your leadership and mech designs, you now hold the fate of two galaxies in your hands. Now that you have proven your ability to exercise heavy responsibilities, both your mother and I expect great results from you going forward." Anyone would be glad if they got complimented by a high-and-mighty god pilot, but

Ves merely grew tired.

He had already lost much of his mind after hearing so many crazy revelations through his external incarnation. He no longer had the mental endurance to handle too many surprises from the Transhumanist leader.

"I... appreciate your trust, but I hate it when you keep me in the dark." Ves honestly said. "I hate the ambiguity and I hate the lack of clear instructions. I am a busy mech designer. I never signed up to become the chief councilor of the Upper Council of the Red Collective. Don't get me wrong, I have come to enjoy the power and authority that I have amassed over the past half year. However, the responsibilities that come with becoming a leader of the RC have added a lot of unwanted burdens to my life. I am not entirely ready for this. I am too young. Couldn't you have selected another confidant to occupy this high position? An actual politician should be in charge." "No." The Evolution Witch made her stance clear. "You are applying thinking that is

better suited to the Age of Mechs. Now that we have entered the Age of Dawn, we can no longer rely on smooth talkers, rentseekers and parasites to hold all of the levers of power. Only those with superior strength and the willingness to employ it against our true enemies can be trusted with responsibility. You are not the most suitable individual to occupy this seat, but you are one of the individuals I trust the most to keep the Red Collective on the correct track."

Ves blinked after he heard that. He did not think that she trusted him so much. He did not really know her or trust her all that much.

Still, Ves did not look at a gift horse in the mouth. Since the Evolution Witch thought.

so highly of her, then that was just fine.

"Thank you for your compliment. While I cannot devote all of my time on managing the Upper Council and all of the politicking that goes around it, I will try not to

disgrace the trust that you have put in me. My competent staff should be able to handle most routine issues, though feel free to send additional helpers."

The Evolution Witch nodded in satisfaction before she gestured with her arm. The white swan bottle began to descend towards Ves' position.

"The burdens on your shoulders have grown heavier, but the same can be said for your gains. Occupying the highest seat of the Upper Council is the first step towards acquiring a legitimate right to lead red humanity. It will also allow you to become aware and involved in the grand plans that other leaders are trying to enact ahead of time. Information is power. It is better to be informed than otherwise." Ves did not entirely agree with that adage, but he did not bother to object.

The delicate swan bottle finally floated down until it stopped in front of Ves.

"Take it. This is what you have been promised to receive."

Ves slowly raised his hand and took hold of the bottle.

It was finally here.

The Evolution Witch upheld her end of the bargain and supplied him with precisely

12.556 milligrams of Yondu Milk.

Ves resisted the urge to swallow up the contents of the bottle and resolutely submitted it to the Mech Designer System, not even bothering to hide his actions

within the God Kingdom of the Evolution Witch. [Congratulations for completing your third S-Rank Supply Mission. By fulfilling the requirements set by Material Supply 4, you have satisfied the conditions to initiate an upgrade to the Mech Designer System.]

[You have received 1 use of the Inventorize ability.]

[You have received 10 golden lottery tickets.]

A short moment later, the Mech Designer System began to shake and surge with

energy! [The Mech Designer System is in the process of undergoing a comprehensive upgrade.

It will remain inaccessible and unresponsive to its users for a duration of

approximately 30 days. Your patience is appreciated.]

Another burden had fallen off his shoulders!

Ves breathed a little easier now that he completed 3 of 5 Supply Missions. He only had

two more to go before he satisfied the System's hunger for specific super-class

materials. Although a part of him feared what might happen if he completed all 5 Supply Missions, that did not eliminate his determination to see this through. Whether the System posed a threat to him or not, Ves possessed enough confidence

in his ability to avert or weather another crisis, especially when he could contact numerous True Gods for assistance!

The Evolution Witch did not look surprised that Ves magically made the containern/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

filled with precious Yondu Milk disappear.

"Curious."