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The Mech Touch novel Chapter 5303

A part of Ves felt guilty for leaving without bringing along comrades who supported him extensively in the past.

However, people like Master Benedict Cortez had their own lives. They couldn't abandon their own friends, family, support network and arrangements on a whim.

They also had their own pride. It was one thing to accept an easy ride to first-class society. It was another thing to do so when lhe New Elites Program allowed them to move up by relying on their own efforts.

The members of the Golden skull Alliance were all proud and battle-tested. Their many victories had given them the confidence that they could attain anything they wanted as long as they fought hard enough for their goals.

Though Ves had deliberately instilled this sentiment across the entire expeditionary fleet, a part of him wondered whether he had inadvertently created a monster. The Larkinsons and lheir allies all seemed a bit too eager lo go back into the fray. Il was as if they didn't know any other way to sustain their current success.

Ves never minded this when he was able to take charge of his forces in person, but he felt considerably less assured when he left this job to other people.

"They will be fine." Gloriana reassured him. "Even with lhe departure of Saintess Ulrika Vraken and other strong individuals, they still have enough manpower left lo take care of themselves."

She was right, though Ves suspected that she mainly held this opinion because she no longer had to bear any of the risks of participating in a dangerous expedition.

Gloriana had complained to Ves enough times about personally subjecting themselves and their children to all of the dangers of the deep frontier when they could safely stay behind.

Now that her wish had finally come true, she no longer felt bothered about what might happen to the remainers.

After all, if a powerful alien fleet happened to smash them apart, she and their children would remain safe hundreds if not thousands of light-years away!

Ves took one last look at the hangar bay of the Spirit of Bentheim.

A crowd of Larkinsons had gathered in order to bid him goodbye.

This would hopefully not be the last time that Ves would ever be able to speak to these Larkinsons in person, bul no one was able to predict the future.

It was not quite clear how many of these people would rejoin him at the Premier Branch. The selection process for the EdNet quotas was still ongoing. Many Larkinsons had spent a lot of time refreshing their knowledge so that they could prepare for the upcoming theoretical examinations.

Others were putting in more effort into training in the hopes of earning lots of war merits as a New Elite.

Though his wife was impatient to board the shuttle that would take them away, Ves lingered for a few more minutes in order to chat with a few people.

"How is your body, Joshua?"

"I feel a little more tired than before." The expert pilot said in a weary voice. "My condition wasn't the best after... you know. I was doing fairly well after that, but now that 1 have donated a lot of blood and a bit of my own flesh, I feel I have returned right back to my previous low point."

"Sorry about that, Joshua. I really needed to harvest as many genuine samples of your blood as possible. Your contribution will greatly assist in my research."

"Can you tell me why you needed my blood, sir? Isn't it easier to just clone it instead?"

Ves shook his head. "I can't tell you what 1 am using your blood for. 1 hope you understand. I will tell you how much of a difference you have made to me in the future, but right now 1 can't say anything mote. 1 cannot rule out the need for additional blood samples. If this happens, be ready to donate a bit more. I will make sure thal your blood will get shipped to my location. Hopefully, 1 will figure out a way to clone your blood cells to the fullest extent so that I can produce them on an industrial scale. Until lhen, you should probably be prepared to provide samples several times a year. The fresher, the better, so It is best not to stockpile them ahead of time."

It was best to coincide the delivery of blood samples with the periodic shipments of general cultivation elixirs. The Bluejay Fleet's courier vessel was ideally suited for this job.

Though Joshua did not exactly like the idea of his blood being experimented upon, he accepted the reason provided by Ves. If his blood could truly be used to produce a breakthrough, then that was more than worth the minor inconvenience!

Ves briefly chatted with the expert pilot a bit more before he patted Joshua on the shoulder.

"Take care of the fleet and Kctis for mo, will you? You can roach out to mo if you ever need my help. You know what I can do with the Everchanger, so do not hesitate to ask for my personal intervention if there is an emergency."

"I know. I will try my best nor to let our situation deteriorate to this point."

"Good man. I hope I'll see you again in person when you have become an ace pilot. We have access to many different means to facilitate your breakthrough. The time for restraint has passed, so be sure to make liberal use of the transcendence glow if the situation is good enough."

"I understand." foshua nodded.

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