The Mech Touch novel Chapter 4536

Putting his cyborg cat in the hands of a prominent citizen of a first-rate state was easier said than done.

It was not impossible, though. Ves and the Larkinson Clan probably wouldn't be able to pull it off alone, but that was what friends were for. He was sure he could use one of his contacts to help him put his beautiful divine artifact up for auction at an exclusive venue in an upper zone.

"That will help in the medium term, but it won't do much for me in the short term." Ves said.

"Then you better spend your time on other projects in the meantime."

"That is definitely on the agenda."

The two siblings continued talking. Though Helena failed to provide any further advice, Ves appreciated her input. Her perspective was vastly different and she had learned enough lessons from their mother to provide him with an expanded perspective on different matters.

Her intangible form stood up and let go of the cyborg cat.

"As much as I like to keep chatting, I am burning too much energy by keeping this form. I think I have helped you get on your way now. You will have to do the rest on your own. You can call me whenever you need help, but please try and become strong by developing your own system. Our biggest problem has always been that we are working with methods that our enemies have largely invented first. Our mother and I have inherited too much from them, and that makes defeating our foes an uphill battle."

Ves understood what his eldest sister meant. It was as if the Larkinson Clan was locked in a struggle against the Mech Trade Association. The latter was the holy land of mechs and knew more about them than any other organization, period.

The only way for the Larkinson Clan to survive such a confrontation was to stay as far away as possible while developing new technologies that could surprise the mechers.

In fact, that was exactly what Ves originally intended to do before the MTA took a greater interest in his work.

Nowadays, anything he invented would eventually get leaked to the MTA, which meant that Ves essentially had to surrender his work to the people he was trying to guard against!

It was beyond frustrating for the MTA to swoop in and demand Ves to share his work all of the time, but that was the reality of being a good mech designer in the Age of Mechs.

This era belonged to the MTA and the CFA, and no one could get away from their influence.

Once his sister departed, Ves spent a bit of time examining his cyborg cat.

"I will find a new owner for you so that you can get pampered every day. For now, I need you to hide yourself. I don't want anyone tying your existence to me, so please bear with the situation."

"Myaow myaow."

The cyborg cat rubbed herself against his cheek before she phased herself into the deck while also camouflaging herself for good measure.

His new cat's hiding ability was much better than his own, so Ves felt fully reassured in her ability to stay unnoticed.

Time passed by. Several events took place.

For one, the Larkinson Clan's lawyers had worked intensely with their counterparts to finalize the contracts that formalized the trade deals that the Larkinson Clan had concluded with the other members of the temporary coalition.

As soon as the contracts took effect, the different parties began to ship over the mech weapons that Ves needed to upgrade.

A small team of guards and observers accompanied each shipment. The Larkinsons had already made plans to accommodate the temporary guests aboard the Spirit of Bentheim, but that did not change the fact that they were annoying to work around.

The foreign guests constantly kept Ves in his sights whenever he approached and touched the powerful mech gear.

Although he had received permission to make small physical changes to the weapons, the specialists among the observers could veto his proposed changes at any time if they thought that Ves would ruin the effectiveness of any of this powerful gear.

He sighed. "I guess I will have to stick to cosmetic changes to make my mark."

There was one commission that Ves couldn't handle in the Spirit of Bentheim.

This was not just because it comprised of more than just a standalone piece of mech equipment, but also because it would put the flagship of the Larkinson Clan at extreme risk!

Even if Ves was willing to believe in the integrity of an ace pilot, there was no need for him to tempt fate!

This was why he boarded a shuttle which brought him to a modest combat carrier that had moved to the midway position between the fleets of the Larkinson Clan and the Santana Group.

The Santanas were rather economical as far as their starships were concerned. Though they did not skimp on the construction of the ships that fell under their powerful Xenoarchaeology Division, the vessels did not possess any additional bells and whistles.

They were merely solid ships that were designed with efficiency in mind but were also devoid of personality.

As the shuttle touched down in a hangar bay that was made up of plain, uncoated metal alloys, Ves greeted a junior officer who had been instructed to guide him to the right compartment.

A short time later, Ves and a couple of guards that had been allowed to accompany him entered an unusually well-equipped workshop.

Ves momentarily paused in order to admire the sight of the sole mech that had already been placed in a work bay.

"We meet again, Thunderer Mark II."

It was one thing to see the powerful ace mech operate on a projected screen.

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