The Mech Touch novel Chapter 2456

Chapter 2456: No Nonsense

Though Jovy firmly grasped the initiative in the first half hour, he no longer held it after Ves launched his counterattack!

"I wasn't born in the MTA." Ves started. "I didn't go to the best schools. While I gained some opportunities that boosted my career, I had to work harder and take more risks than you in order to catch up with the likes of you. While I acknowledge that you are likely far ahead of me in terms of knowledge and ability to design more advanced mechs, I believe I am ahead of you in at least one important criteria."

"And what is that?" Jovy frowned.

"Impact. My mechs are piloted by millions of people. In fact, my actual impact is far greater. The contributions I've made in the Sand War and the Komodo War have affected the lives of trillions of people. Even now, my mechs are so desirable that my mech company is starting to sell them in adjacent star sectors. Have you ever helped so many people with your mechs?"

"You can't compare something like that with me, Ves." Jovy grew even more severe. "Mechers such as myself aren't allowed to interact with the native population. If we did, native mech designers such as you would have been crowded out of the market. While I cannot come close to matching your sales, my mechs did make a difference. Due to the limitations of my specialty, I work best with small batches of mechs. Venues such as Design World offer me an opportunity to practice and polish my craft more often."

Ves shrugged. "I'm sorry to hear that MTA mech designers like you are confined within your golden cages. That doesn't change my point. Instead of getting comfortable with a false reality like Design World, you should head to the limits of your cage and seek to translate the knowledge you've learned and the skills you've developed into products that actually matter. When real mech pilots entrust their lives to your work, then you don't have much margin for error. This is especially the case when you put your life on the line as well!"

As Jovy took in the words, he became less and less staunch about Design World. It was clear that he was a very big fan of the virtual setting. This made it more difficult for him to see it in a negative light.

Yet when Jovy reflected on what he did during the time when Ves and his clansmen ventured into a hazardous region like the Nyxian Gap, he realized he hadn't done anything exceptional.

Aside from studying, designing practice mechs, hanging out with his fellow peers and so on, his life as a mech designer was much more bland.

A part of him began to yearn to live a life as exciting as Ves. It was worth it to take a few risks in order to experience what lay beyond the peaceful and ultra-secure Centerpoint System.

It was just that he wasn't allowed to. Mech designers with valuable and strategic specialties like him needed to ask for permission whenever they wanted to go out. This time he only managed to get out because Master Willix personally requested him to accompany her on a quick journey.

When Jovy processed his feelings, he slumped a bit. "I never imagined that a native mech designer from a poor little star sector would make me feel inadequate. I shouldn't feel this way."

"Why not?"

"I have designed several mechs that are strong enough to defeat your entire Larkinson Clan by themselves. In the future, I will definitely become one of the mainstays of the MTA and design mechs that affect the very course of human history. While you have made amazing gains, there is no guarantee that you will be able to sustain your success. Without reaching Master, your work will always be confined."

Ves confidently maintained his smile. "Even if that's the case, my work still has meaning. A good mech designer doesn't necessarily have to be a Master Mech Designer or Star Designer. The mechs I've designed up until now have already changed many people's lives for the better. Even if I can reach a thousand times more people in virtual reality, I would still not change my mind."

An uneasy silence fell over the lounge as Jovy became too deflated to respond. He was no longer able to feel proud of his accomplishments. Winning prizes, meeting the expectations of his teachers and engaging in thrilling design duels all sounded trivial to the very real impact that Ves managed to accomplish as a Journeyman.

Was Jovy truly better off in the MTA? Certainly, but that did not stop him from wondering how he would fare if he was free to do what he wanted.

Perhaps he should spend less time in Design World and more time on pursuing missions that would allow him to see the galaxy more. While he wasn't allowed to accept missions that would take him to dangerous regions such as the Nyxian Gap, there were plenty of other assignments that would expose him to the galaxy outside MTA-controlled star systems.

As Ves reveled in his little verbal victory, a third voice spoke up without warning.

"Mr. Armalon, don't compare yourself to Mr. Larkinson. Both of you are excellent mech designers for your age. Both of you have the potential to design mechs that can impact humanity as a whole. The Journeyman stage is just the first step of becoming an actual mech designer. Wait until you reach Master before you judge yourself."

"Master Willix!"

Ves didn't expect her to show up at this time!

Jovy on the other hand regained some of optimism. "Ah, thank you, ma'am. I understand my position. My time has not yet come."

With just a couple of sentences, Master Willix managed to straighten Jovy out again. She possessed so much authority that her words were much more compelling than that of Ves.

The Master did not look pleased when she turned to her guest.

"Mr. Larkinson, please head to my lab. I am ready to meet you now."

"I thought you were preoccupied with your duties." Ves questioned.

"I freed up my schedule. Please make your way to my lab."

Her projection disappeared. Instead, a faint line came into view that led out of the lounge compartment. That must be his route.

"You've heard her, Ves. You shouldn't keep her waiting." _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

Damn. Ves didn't really look forward to talking to Master Willix. Perhaps he shot himself in the foot when he argued with Jovy.

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