The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3913

Chapter 3913 Appealing to an Audience

"Miss you, papa!" Aurelia cried as she continued to hug her father's neck as soon as the little family returned to their grand stateroom.

"There there, I'm back now. I won't be leaving your side anytime soon."

Ves did not regret going on an excursion in Purgatory, but he knew it came at a price.

Looking at his first-born daughter and knowing that there were more children on the way made his heart increasingly heavier.

Someone with his personality would never be satisfied with staying in a single place all of the time.

As uncomfortable it was for him to admit it, he did yearn to go on subsequent adventures like the one he just concluded in Purgatory.

Riding the Everchanger into combat and observing his proud work in action made him feel more alive than ever. The high stakes along with encountering completely new enemies had excited him and given him a much more rounded perspective on his work.

The insights he gained from the Purgatory Campaign was one of his most valuable prizes. Sure, harvesting over 2 metric tons of phasewater may sound fantastic, but material gains could easily be spent, destroyed, taken away or used up over time.

Information and knowledge were different. Any additions to his mind became permanent that could not easily be taken away by anyone, even the Big Two.

As a mech designer, his greatest weapon and reliance was his design ability, and this was largely a function of his accumulated professional knowledge as well as his unique experiences.

Two mech designers who took the exact same classes, studied the exact same textbooks and achieved nearly identical grades could nevertheless build two completely different careers.

This was because their experiences became different after they split paths.

Someone who spent much of their time in a design lab would develop mechs that were generally more refined, technologically advanced, optimized and free of major flaws.

Although Ves looked down on these boring lab nerds for lacking the guts to take major risks, he did not deny that they had their place in the mech industry.

The mech market was highly competitive and highly developed, so the customer base demanded mechs that met a high standard of performance and quality. These were exactly the points that nitpickers and perfectionists excelled in delivering!

His wife was the quintessential example of a lab-oriented mech designer.

Then there were the mech designers who embodied the innovative and exploratory side of mech design.

These people weren't content with treading the beaten path and sought to venture away from it. Most of them just got lost, but those who succeeded often became so inspired that they became capable of coming up with design solutions that might lead to major technological leaps!

A lot of innovations in the mech industry such as true resonance, juggernauts and Destroyer Weapons only came about when their original inventors took great risks and fought against the prevailing consensus.

Of course, the amount of innovations that crashed and burned far exceeded the ones that eventually gained acceptance. Biomechs never caught on to the wider market, for example.

The low success rate did not stop the truly daring and confident from making their own attempts to revolutionize the mech market in their own way.

Ves proudly counted himself among these daring inventors and innovators.

What was even better was that he was not just a brat that talked big games but had yet to win any of them. His career may be short, but he already created several successful design solutions that were bound to interest the MTA.

While it was true that the troubles he sparked due to his habit of taking risks were not light, he believed the mechers would be willing to overlook a lot of annoyances as long as Ves was willing to share enough benefits!

Thinking about how many problems he created this time made him feel ill at ease. He knew he was in the hot seat this time because his decisions directly compelled the MTA to intervene in a strong fashion.

If the Paracelsus Optimus hadn't arrived in time, what Ves thought of as the strongest phase whale to ever exist would have succeeded in escaping into the depths of the Red Ocean!

Ves was well aware that if any normal person performed this deed, the MTA would likely execute them for 'colluding with hostile alien entities', 'endangering human lives' and most importantly 'damaging the interests of the Mech Trade Assocation'!

With such a heavy cloud hovering over his head, Ves was no longer in the mood to play with cute little daughter.

"Aurelia, daddy needs to talk to mommy. Will you be a good girl and keep our cats company?"

His precious baby cutely nodded her head and ran off to poke and hug the gem cat who she hadn't seen in a while!

"Lucky!"

This was why Ves refrained from going into too much detail. The more he spoke, the more he risked saying anything that might paint him in a worse light to his invisible listeners. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

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