The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7112

Chapter 7112: The Other Continents

The birthday party continued to unfold.

Although the Microplanet seemed more like a theme park than anything, it at least did a good job of entertaining most of the guests.

Aurelia was happy that people enjoyed her birthday. She wanted people to come and have an excuse to set aside their burdens and remember that there was still plenty to enjoy in the Red Ocean.

The threat posed by the native aliens and the mutated voribugs did not magically disappear, but the guests could afford to add more levity and joy in their lives.

People became far too prone to losing their humanity the longer they became embroiled in a difficult conflict. They slowly lost their ability to regard people as individual lives and increasingly treated them as disposable numbers that they could shift around on a grand chessboard.

Such resolve may be necessary to defeat the alien threats arrayed against red humanity, but it was also an attitude that caused people to become increasingly alienated from each other.

"I think that is one of the reasons why the Polymath has turned into a horrible but effective despot." Aurelia said to her father as both of them stood on a floating platform that moved across the different continents of the Microplanet.

A squad of first-class multipurpose mechs surrounded their platform in order to guard it against any attacks. The precaution was sadly necessary despite the existing security measures.

"It becomes more and more difficult for powerful people to retain their empathy for the common folk." Ves said. "In fact, a lot of successful people are born into positions of wealth and privilege. Their ability to understand the plight of those at the bottom is poor to begin with. That is not always a demerit, but it will make it a little more difficult to formulate decisions that helps our entire society instead of those who rule at the top."

He turned and directed a measured gaze towards his daughter.

Ves and Gloriana were already highly successful by the time Aurelia came to life, and they only became wealthier and more powerful when their other two kids arrived.

Though Ves and Gloriana had both taken a lot of care to raise their children correctly, it was impossible as well as highly unsafe to expose them to the conditions of the bottom layers of society.

Aurelia, Andraste and Marvaine truly had no idea how third-raters went on with their lives. Ves was afraid that his three children considered third-raters to be literal space peasants on account of how many of them populated the Red Ocean and how little value they contributed to society.

However, these numbers did not convey anything particular of what third-raters wanted and how much they felt excluded from the progress made by the rest of human society.

Although Ves himself fell victim to the same phenomenon, he at least experienced a childhood in a third-rate state, so he was not as clueless about this matter as everyone else.

This was why he had tried his best to instill a basic sense of respect for the lives of every human no matter how modest they may be. It was not good as letting Aurelia experience their lives first-hand, but at least he tried.

So far, Ves felt that his efforts bore fruit. His daughter had personally pushed back against her own mother when it came to certain decisions about how to organize her birthday party.

If Gloriana had her way, they would not have invited people who would ordinarily not be qualified to attend an event of this magnitude. She would also skip the chaotic fighting and other boisterous activities in favor of hosting more refined events such as ball dancing and theater programs.

Boring.

Well, perhaps not for everyone. These were activities that should be familiar to the members of high society, but what about others?

Aurelia did not want to hold a birthday party that solely catered to the tastes of the elites.

Hence why the Larkinsons went out of their way to book the Microplanet. This was one of the few event spaces in Yernstall that was large enough to accommodate all of the activities taking place today.

While the western and eastern continents were dedicated towards combat and mech combat, the southern continent was quite different.

Instead of hosting a large biome filled with dangerous exobeasts and simulated enemies, part of the southern continent had been transformed into a jungle that only contained a single species.

Cats.

"So cute!"

"Here, kitty kitty."

"Your fur is so soft!"

"Hihihi!"

Many young children had flocked to the cat forest, mostly under the supervision of their parents, and began to climb the low trees or roll down the grassy hills.

"Miewwwwu~"

"Miawowooo!"

"Nhaauuu nhaaauuu."

The kids eagerly chased after running cats or sat down and petted the ones that walked over looking for affection.

For many of them, this was the first time they got close to actual living cats. Many of them had fallen in love with the animals and eagerly pestered their parents to adopt their chosen fur buddies.

On the other side of the southern continent, many different fights took place.

Instead of hosting mech arenas where children and adults got to beat each other up in violent but controlled fights, children with an interest in Mekanos could assemble their own simple machines and throw them into shrunken arenas where the machines clashed against each other while remote-controlled or driven by AIs.

The children who were into Mekanos took these matches extremely seriously. They relied on their ingenuity to quickly assemble their Mekanos together before relying on specific strategies to defeat their opponents.

Many of these children had clearly been raised with the expectation of becoming scientists, engineers and most notably mech designers. Their grasp on science was much better than average and they easily manipulated the Mekanos parts as if they had been playing with them all their lives.

The Polymath may have defected from the Red Association, but not even the mechers could reject how well Mekanos could impart the basic principles of mech design to the future generations.

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