5026 Long Overdue Reunion
Venerable Benjamin Larkinson had risen again.
After spending half of his life as a harmless, disabled man, his willpower and fighting intent had completely revived!
Not only did he gain the chance to pilot a mech once again, but he also regained the might and bravery of an expert pilot!
Though he did not actually regress in age, Ves had the illusion that his grandfather had truly returned to his glory days when he served in the Mech Corps!
Along with Venerable Benjamin's glorious return, his new partner mech received ample benefits as well!
The successful establishment of a Blood Pact completed the Dawn Star Project's formation of a strong sense of self and identity, thereby marking it as a third order living mech.
Not only that, but the pseudo-breakthrough that Venerable Benjamin just experienced also channeled a lot of spiritual feedback to his new bonded mech, causing it to mature and grow stronger to an extent!
All of the previous events had caused their Blood Pact to grow thick and solid.
The two were bound for life!
From this point onwards, Venerable Benjamin Larkinson had no way of piloting another mech!
His permanent commitment to the Dawn Star Project exceeded every other oath or restriction subjected to him. Even if the old Larkinson found a way to completely restore his brain and his nerve cells in the future, his blood bond prohibited him from piloting any other machine!
This was a heavy restriction to most mech pilots, but it was completely trivial for an old man who unwillingly went into retirement!
What happened today was an unprecedented feat.
Although Ves had no idea whether the Mech Trade Association had accomplished anything similar, he seriously doubted that their methods were as practical and affordable as his own solution!
"There are so many disabled mech pilots out there that are desperate to attain a second chance!"
There were more old dogs like Benjamin Larkinson out there. Mech pilots rarely sustained physical injuries over the course of their careers. They either remained in good health or died in an instant after a powerful weapon breached their cockpits.
Nonetheless, there were still edge cases where a defeated pilot managed to survive a battle with injuries.
This meant that a lot of experienced veterans and former expert pilots suffered fates similar to that of Benjamin over time.
Ves did not believe that too many of those retired soldiers emigrated to the Red Ocean. There was little point to doing so unless they wanted to accompany their families.
Nonetheless, there were still old soldiers who had taken up related jobs such as becoming a mech instructor or continuing to serve in the military as a staff officer.
How many of these people would leap at the chance to pilot a mech again?
There were bound to be soldiers and warriors who would give up anything in order to return to their former lives!
The most fantastic part about the Carmine System was that its technical requirements weren't all that high.
It could be scaled down to a cheap third-class system that might not be as damage resistant, but still offered the same essential experience!
It could also be scaled up to a highly luxurious third-class system that was a lot more resistant to damage, thereby reducing the chance of ruining an old mech pilot's return to the battlefield.
Ves predicted that he could extract a lot of concessions from unwillingly retired first-raters!
There were bound to be a lot of rich people among them. They could easily pay millions of MTA credits, barrels full of phasewater and even entire starships just to restore their ability to pilot a first-class multipurpose mech again!
Even though Ves did not possess the qualifications to design a first-class mech himself, he just needed to whip up a basic Carmine mech before delivering it. Other first-class mech designers should easily be able to rework it into a proper combat machine!
"I can't do this." Ves sighed in regret.
This was way too high-profile for him. He could not resist the greed of so many powerful groups.
Besides, he already made an agreement with the Survivalists about maintaining the confidentiality of the Carmine System.
Ves did not think his buddies from this faction would be pleased to know that he had invited the companion spirit of a Rubarthan god pilot to this party!
As Benjamin Larkinson and his new living mech slowly became accustomed to their new states, the powerful cat retreated from the pair and flew straight towards Ves!
"Miew!"
"Uh, hello there pretty kitty. How's it going?"
"Miew miew miew!"
"Uh, I can explain!" Ves innocently raised his hands. "This situation might look a little confusing to you, but Blinky is-"
"MIEW!"
Emma's manifestation lost patience and dove straight into Ves' mind!
"OUCH! What are you doing!?"
The destructive cat surged into Ves like a spiritual armor-piercing projectile, breaking through all of his protective barriers with contemptuous ease!
Once she traveled deep enough, her teeth sank into Blinky scruff and dragged the purple companion spirit straight out of Ves' head!
"Mrooooow! Mrooooooow!"
"MIEW MIEW MIEW!"
It looked as if Emma harbored a lot of grievances towards the Star Cat! The powerful god feline kept her hold on Blinky and continued to beat up her original creator and benefactor with her paws and her head!
Ves groaned and placed his palm on his face.
He refused to witness this shameful sight!
It was not as if Blinky allowed Emma to have her way. He tried to absorb Emma's spirituality, but the strong divine will originating from the Destroyer of Worlds had reinforced her manifestation into an unbreakable form!
Not even the devouring ability inherited from the Unending One was strong enough to shake Emma's metaphysical substance!
"Mroow!"
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