The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3613

Chapter 3613 The Stakes

The Titania that he had brought back to life in a sense was more powerful and potent than he thought. He couldn't wait to employ her in both the Minerva Project and future ranged mech designs.

Yet in order to do so, he needed her to be a willing collaborator, and that could not be accomplished within a day.

He already accounted for this. He deliberately created her a few months earlier because he expected that she would have to be coaxed into becoming a willing partner.

Ves did not intend to exploit her or to screw her over. He did not want to look behind his back or worry about rebellions all the time.

As long as she accepted her new state of existence and understood the benefits of becoming a design spirit, she would fall in line like the rest of her kind.

The strongest bond in existence was a mutually-beneficial arrangement. There were hardly any better deals for spiritual entities out there. Unless she found a way to become an existence akin to a dark god or something, it was much better for her to stay in place and collect spiritual feedback from the mech pilots making use of his living mechs!

While Ves kept close track of the Titania's state after the first few days, he slowly grew more reassured of her compliance.Goldie constantly kept her company and tried to convince the former astral beast to cooperate with the Larkinson Clan.

The Superior Mother did not descend as much but Ves could tell she kept a watchful eye over what was happening.

Goldie flew around his body and purred when he scratched her head.

"How is the Titania? Has she become more compliant?"

Nyaaaa.

"I see. Don't try to push too hard. We have plenty of time on our hands. No matter what, she used to be a lot older and wiser than you, so I doubt it will be easy for her to give up her primacy."

Nyaaa nyaaa.

"You're right. She's alone while we are not. Hopefully she will learn that it is better to join our pack than to think she can make it by herself."

After confirming that nothing went amiss, Ves returned to his regular duties.

The expeditionary fleet had reached the periphery of the Magair Middle Zone and was just about to cross over into the much more exciting Krakatoa Middle Zone.

The transition was obvious. The further the expeditionary fleet traveled, the less signs of civilization they encountered.

There were fewer colonies this far because the region was not completely pacified. Only strong or desperate pioneers chose to plant their flags in these areas.

There were fewer ships as well, and most of them had the good sense to band together.

It was not uncommon for the Golden Skull Alliance to enter a star system that was already hosting an amalgamation of different pioneering fleets.

Most pioneers weren't confident that they could roam this far in the new frontier by themselves, so they eagerly sought each other out in order to band their strengths together.

These alliances were either temporary or permanent. Just like the Golden Skull Alliance, their main use was to present a united front against anyone with hostile intentions in mind.

"What if the enemy comes from within?" Ves wondered.

The outcome wouldn't be pretty. During the journey, the Larkinsons already encountered the remnants of debris fields that spoke of back stabbings and double-crossings.

Malice wasn't always a part of the equation. One partner might simply decide the battle wasn't worth fighting and retreat early, thereby causing the rest of the defensive lines to collapse.

The remains of dead fleets taught valuable lessons to everyone in the expeditionary fleet. If they wanted to avoid this fate, they needed to be able to trust each other to stick around under high-pressure situations.

Ves wasn't particularly concerned at the moment. The Glory Seekers and the Cross Clan all needed the Larkinson Clan for several different reasons. They had already proven their commitment enough times for him to consider his allies as his true friends.

Sure, the Glory Seekers and the Crossers both wanted something from him, but that only made him feel more reassured. It was a lot easier for him to work around clear and obvious motives than vague notions of honor. He had seen too many people cast their honor and integrity aside whenever it was convenient.

There were other signs that the deeper regions of the Red Ocean harbored greater danger.

The fleet encountered more signs of alien movements.

From cooling alien starship wrecks to the destruction of human pioneering fleets at the hands of vengeful alien marauders, it became pretty clear that humanity's grip on occupied territory was not yet solid!

The mech pilots all intensified their training and maintained a higher state of readiness whenever the expeditionary fleet transitioned into another star system.

Fortunately, no terror came out to ambush the fleet so far. That might change once they entered the Krakatoa Middle Zone, but for now everyone was grateful for the moments of peace.

Ves resumed his work on his design projects. The Deceptor Project came closer and closer to completion and so did several other interesting projects.

Surprisingly enough, Gloriana was the first to bring her custom mech design to a functional state.

After several rounds of refinement, the New Man Project was ready to be fabricated.

"Vincent will be happy with this." He said as he studied the latest iteration of her mech design. "Are you sure it is up to your standards, though? You completed it awfully quickly."

Gloriana did not look happy despite carrying Aurelia in her arms.

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