5023 Experimenting on the Elderly
The time had come to see whether his Carmine System lived up to his expectations.
His theories did not give Ves the certainty that pairing the Dawn Star Project with his grandfather would save the latter's life.
He truly did not know what would result from this experimental outcome.
Such a procedure would never be able to pass the review of any proper scientific panel. Ves not only broke enough ethical boundaries to turn him into a pariah, but also rushed this project so that he could get everything done in little over a week!
It was not as if Ves didn't want to do better.
He would have preferred to take his time and conduct proper studies on his Carmine System. He should have completed his Blood Knight Project a long time ago and tested the effects of the Blood Pact on many different pilots to confirm that it was safe and that it operated within parameters.
Even after he thoroughly verified the soundness of his Carmine System, he still should have invested months if not an entire year on a mech that was meant to save his grandfather from the abyss!
With that much time, effort and passion, it should have been possible for Ves to turn the mech in front of him into a masterwork. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
This could have made a major difference! Any masterwork mech gained extraordinary traits that Just made them better at their Jobs.
Still, Ves did not feel too dissatisfied with the lack of refinement. He possessed sufficient belief that his Dawn Star Project already possessed the essential conditions to bring his grandfather back from the dead.
The root of the problem was that Benjamin Parkinson could no longer perform his vows because he lost his ability to neutrally interface with a mech.
So long as Ves restored Benjamin's ability to control a mech just enough to restore a measure of his combat effectiveness, he would once again turn into a mech pilot that possessed the qualifications to do battle!
This should be enough!
Ves had no control of what would happen after that.
It may be that his grandfather's deterioration might stop, but that his vitality had drained so much that he would pass on anyway!
It may also be that once his grandfather regained his identity as a mech pilot, his willpower would reform and infuse him with the vitality that he had lost!
Ves turned his head and observed the surrounding air with his spiritual senses.
He still maintained the Blessed Workshop after all of this time despite the strain it put him under. In the face of his work and the importance of saving his grandfather's life, the aches induced by overloading his glow did not seem that important!
The only issue he was concerned about was that he was draining the surrounding ambient spiritual energy at a constant rate in order to power his current state.
It might not be necessary to maintain the Blessed Workshop anymore, but he felt it may still be helpful powering up his latest mech.
He decided to maintain his current state as he could always tone it down if Benjamin needed to absorb exotic radiation in order to restore his strength.
Ves checked his final preparations. He had no idea what was about to happen, so he brought several different items in case they could aid in the restoration process.
"I hope I won't need them, because I truly don't know how they will affect my grandfather."
He had accumulated a lot of weird and special ingredients over the years. He could also draw spiritual fragments from his design spirits in a pinch.
He was not lacking for ingredients.
His real problem was that he did not possess the expertise to decide on the correct response to unexpected situations.
If an accident occurred, Ves would only have one or maybe two chances to figure out the right remedy!
If he chose poorly, then he would not only squander his resources, but also ruin his only attempt at saving his grandfather's life!
The pressure began to pile on his shoulders. Ves had little choice but to rely on his judgment and his instincts to make the correct bet.
He glanced towards the treatment bed where his grandfather remained asleep.
"There is not much time left. Who knows how many times my grandpa can still wake up. He's at the end of his rope."
Just before he was about to make his move, a brief interruption took place.
"Nyaaaa!"
The Golden Cat jumped out of the Larkinson Mandate carried by Nitaa and flew right in front of Ves' face!
Her glow along with her strong concerns forced Ves to respond to her concerns!
"Nya nya nyaaaaa!"
"I ley, I know it's dangerous, but I have no choice!"
"Nyaaa nyaaa! Nya!"
"What do you want me to do? Let my grandfather die without attempting any effective treatment? Tills may be his only shot at giving him back his life!"
"Nyaaa! Nyaaa!"
"That's not relevant! So what is he said no? He's not in his right mind! He is depressed and mentally impaired. He is no longer fit to make his own decisions. He can object to my actions all he wants, but he should wait until I've brought him back to life!"
"NYAAA! NYAAAA!"
"We need him, Goldie! He's family! I am not doing anything evil. People's natural lifespan makes no difference these days. My grandfather roughly belongs to the same generation as Raymond Bllllngsley-Larklnson, but the latter can easily live for over two centuries after he received a single round of life-prolonging treatment."
It took a little more persuasion before Goldie reluctantly retracted her objections.
The Golden Cat was the personification of the values, the will, the desire and the aspirations of the Larkinson Clan.
Her doubts were a reflection of how this procedure might concern the clansmen.
Her acquiescence was an indication that the Larkinson Clan cared enough about Benjamin's continuation to ignore any problematic elements.
Goldie did not return to the Larkinson Mandate, but instead perched herself onto Ves' shoulders. She clearly expressed the intention to monitor the procedure and take measures if necessary.
Ves reached out and stroked her manifested back a few times.
He could easily see how Goldie's manifestation had become a lot more solid and powerful than before. The ambient spiritual energy helped with reducing the difficulties of maintaining a presence in the material realm.
"Let's begin."
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