The Mech Touch novel Chapter 2773

Chapter 2773 - A New Force

The Gorgoneion. The Diligent Ovenbird. The Graveyard. The Dragon’s Den.

Four different capital sh.i.p.s. Four different roles. Four different investments.

It wasn’t easy for Ves to make decisions on the four sh.i.p.s. Each of them were attractive to him but acquiring them and crewing them was anything but simple.

Fortunately, the acquisition of the Spirit of Bentheim taught the Larkinsons plenty of lessons. They were familiar with many of the complications and pitfalls associated with purchasing such an enormous asset.

With an excellent shipwright like Vivian on staff, Ves wasn’t concerned that his clan would botch the process.

Ves talked a bit further with Vivian. Since he wasn’t good at managing these kinds of affairs, he simply decided to delegate everything to his subordinates.

"I’d like you to be involved in every step of the way, Miss Tsai." He spoke as he stood up. "Don’t hesitate to call or message me directly if something urgent has come up. I am relying on you to manage the acquisition of the Graveyard and the Dragon’s Den as well as the construction of the Gorgoneion and the Diligent Ovenbird. I know it will take a lot of money, manpower and resources to add all these huge vessels to our fleet, so you won’t be working alone."

General Verle, Fleet Coordinator Ophelia, Speaker Ovrin, Doctor Ranya and many other leaders had to get involved. The military wing of the Larkinson Clan had to fit the Gorgoneion and the Graveyard in their battle lineup while the productive wing had to make the other two vessels work.

All of this involved trillions of credits and tens of thousands of personnel. Ves didn’t even know where to begin to organize it all, so he decided not to bother with it at all. He simply set a goal and told the rest of the clan to get it done.

This was not something new to Vivian. "We are already corresponding with each other about these matters. We have already formed a committee of sorts that convenes whenever we need to make major decisions on how to solve the problems that you have mentioned."

"Good. Keep me in the loop but don’t bother me with insignificant details. I have a busy schedule and I am much more in my element when I am working with mechs rather than starsh.i.p.s."

They set some basic rules before he left. Ves didn’t want to get flooded by queries,but he still wanted to be in the loop. He just wanted to make sure he had a say in the decisions he cared about the most. Every capital ship had to conform to his vision for his expeditionary fleet in order to serve as a pillar of his core fleet.

While the prospect of filling his quota of capital sh.i.p.s filled him with happiness, he also became a bit concerned about running out of them too quickly.

There was no way he wanted the Larkinson Clan to settle with 7 capital sh.i.p.s forever. It would be great if he could earn a few extra million MTA merits so that he could squeeze at least one additional vessel.

"If not, we can always look into acquiring capital sh.i.p.s after we have reached the Red Ocean." He muttered.

Unfortunately, demand vastly exceeded supply on the other side of the beyonder gate. Ves had little hope of being able to get his order accepted by any of the shipyards that had gone into operation in the Red Ocean.

The only practical way to acquire capital sh.i.p.s would be to build them or to capture them from others.

He just needed to get into a legitimate feud against a rival in order to excuse his attacks!

"The Fridaymen are excellent targets for this!" He grinned as he exited Vivian’s office. "We can hunt them all down and take their assets for ourselves. Isn’t this a great idea, Lucky?"

"Meow." His cat responded as he floated in the air.

"You’ll have to play an indispensable role, of course. You’re the perfect infiltrator and you still need to earn your keep."

"Meow!"

Lucky did not look forward to risking his life at all, but Ves didn’t care. Ever since Lucky’s gem production rate had dropped even further, he continued to be a significant drain on the clan’s resources.

"Don’t complain. The more big sh.i.p.s we have, the lower the chance we’ll do badly in subsequent battles. Do you prefer to live on the edge of your seat each time we bump into opposition?"

"Meow meow meow."

"I know, I know. Once this duel stuff is over, we will begin development on our expert mechs right away. I hear that Gloriana has already started to lay the groundwork for the pivotal projects."

While the pair hadn’t been consistent in applying this agreement, Gloriana definitely did not accept anything less than absolute control for the following projects!

Designing expert mechs was one of her biggest obsessions. In their prior projects, she had shown a great amount of patience and forbearance when Ves rammed through his design choices over her objections.

This time, it was his turn to let his wife have the final say on every matter.

As someone who had long been in charge of every design project, Ves found it difficult to accept that he would be surrendering control.

No mech designer liked to be relegated to the side. Designing mechs was something intimate and a labor of love to people like Ves. Letting someone else push through a decision that clashed with his personal vision was not easy to stomach!

"Still, I don’t have any choice."

"That is correct, sir. In truth, one of the solutions we have decided upon is.. to ask you to aid in our recruitment. If you can speak to the recruits on our behalf, then we are confident that your oratory talent can sway those who seek answers in their life." _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

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