The Mech Touch novel Chapter 4558

Ves gazed at his brown-haired son in a slightly different light than before. He always had high expectations for Marvaine. No matter whether he became a mech designer or another professional, his son's future was always bright due to his abundance of talent.

To learn that Marvaine genetic, mental and spiritual development granted him so many advantages that he had reached parity with first-raters was a surprise.

For the longest the longest time, Ves regarded first-raters as unattainable existences. It was a harsh reality that the citizens of first-rate states and the people working for the Big Two simply lived better lives than anyone else.

They enjoyed services that were unaffordable and unattainable to space peasants.

They could easily afford genetic treatments and augmentations that produced fewer side effects while offering superior results.

They utilized their vast wealth and power to build trade networks throughout the rest of human space, allowing them to absorb a significant portion of the valuable goods and materials produced outside their regions.

The huge disparity between first-raters and the rest of humanity effectively split human civilization into two different pieces.

The larger piece of humanity represented the masses. In truth, each of them were pretty much a part of the underclass of human society. It didn't matter whether they grew up in the most awful third-rate state or the most enlightened second-rate state, all of them were considered space peasants in the eyes of the true elite.

It was the comparatively smaller piece of humanity that effectively led the entire civilization. Their wealth, their heritage and most importantly their iron grip on all of the trans-galactic institutions meant that the interests of this extremely prosperous and privileged group were always served before the space peasants ever got their turn!

Much could be done to improve the lot of space peasants who lived in a completely different world than their betters. The fact that the Big Two and anyone else with sufficient power never thought to bridge the many gaps was intolerable.

The fact of the matter was that there were plenty of first-raters who basically posited that they had already evolved beyond the baser forms of humanity!

Just like how high-gravity variant humans was treated as an inferior strain of humanity that was only good for menial labor work, the stuffy elites who looked down on the galaxies from their ivory towers claimed that the space peasants should be treated as an outdated version of humanity!

The new humans who grew up under vastly superior circumstances were so far removed from the dirty rabble that they effectively constituted a different race unto themselves!

They were all genetically optimized at the very least and were completely reproductively isolated from baseline humans at the very worst!

That was considered to be a major threat to humanity to those that considered baseline humans to be the root of their race.

However, the first-raters who never grew up or even met a single baseline human in their prosperous lives were completely detached from this notion!

It was not strange for them to develop an intense disdain towards the humans who were left behind.

If not for the fact that the galactic heartland, the galactic rim and now the less prosperous zones of the Red Ocean supplied them with a large quantity of useful resources, perhaps the first-raters might have already decided to wipe out the inferior variants in order to clean up the total population of humanity!

As it was, the two pieces of humanity lived awkwardly alongside each other. The superior people continued to lord it over the masses without doing anything meaningful to heal the divide.

Ves therefore had mixed feelings about letting his son mingle with the crowd of elitists.

He didn't have much experience with interacting with first-raters outside of the Big Two, but if the mechers and fleeters were any indication, none of them were really pleasant people to be around!

Yet… Ves yearned to promote himself and his clan up to their ranks. There was only one way to advance status of a group in human society, and that was to become first-raters who could keep up with other people at this level.

Though there was little doubt that there was a huge divide in status among first-class citizens, that was a matter that he should consider at a later date.

He first needed to get himself and his clan through the door, and right now their best hopes of getting in as quickly as possible laid with their son.

If their wonderful and beautiful baby boy could attend first-class schools and earn the appreciation of his teachers, then Marvaine would definitely be able to build up the qualifications and connections needed to gain a foothold in a first-rate state!

It didn't matter if Marvaine started out as a nobody in a first-rate state. As long as he exceeded the minimum threshold, the clan could put its full support behind him to prop him up and help him get over the roughest part of his early career as a professional!

This could be an incredible win-win solution.

Marvaine would be able to become a first-class mech designer without needing to indenture himself to existing first-class institutions.

Ves and Gloriana would finally be able to fulfill one of their lifelong dreams and meet all of the requirements to begin designing and selling first-class mechs for an entirely different clientele!

Though Ves was confident that he would have been able to enter the first-class mech industry by himself sooner rather than later, it would be a lot harder and more time-consuming for him to do so due to many reasons.

Ves looked hungrily at his son. If Marvaine performed up to his potential and passed all of his courses, then it would only take around two decades for him to become a genuine first-class mech designer!

Once that happened, Ves and his wife would also be able to first-class mech designers by hitchhiking off their talented boy's successful foothold into an industry cluster that was notoriously discriminatory and difficult to enter for 'lesser mech designers'!

It was best if his son was able to impress and get apprenticed by one of the prestigious Masters who taught at a first-class mech design university.

It didn't even have to be a particularly good and renowned university. Even the average ones built up extensive alumni networks that effectively bound many different corporations to an informal alliance!

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