The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7129

Chapter 7129: Showing Displeasure

If Ves wanted to, he could have tried to accommodate the Hunters.

Ves understood that if he completed his Mergewater mechs sooner, the Hunters would be able to deploy them a lot faster against the mutated voribugs.

That would have given the Rubarthans a lot more relief. The war against the bugs was extremely serious considering the Rubarthans already struggled to defend against the native aliens.

Sure, the sudden onset of the voribugs also caused the native aliens based around the Rubarthan Pact to hastily reorient their forces against the more acute threat, but that was not much of a consolation.

The native aliens had become a known quantity to the Rubarthans. The Red Cabal may be made up of extremely old and powerful phase whales, but their strategic thinking and their biases had already been analyzed to death.

That made them predictable. Manageable. Exploitable.

Not so for the mutated voribugs. They were completely new and adopted vastly different units and paradigms. The mech forces and fleets of the various forces in the Rubarthan Pact were ill-equipped to fend off this brand-new threat.

Even now, entire planets were getting drained of their biomass, no matter whether it came from exoplants, exobeasts or innocent human beings.

Given the existential threat faced by the Rubarthans and eventually the rest of red humanity, Ves should be looking forward to cooperating with the Hunting Association.

The faster he completed the development of his Mergewater mechs, the faster the Hunters could mobilize against this rapidly growing threat and help to stop the swarms from advancing any further.

Creating Mergewater mechs would also bring him one step closer to realizing his design philosophy.

Yet Ves refused to do so. There was a lot more at play than the need to complete this ambitious mech design project as soon as possible.

The Hunting Association was way too arrogant for its own good. It had been pushing its weight around due to its monopoly on the supply of Mentalist Crystals and other rare organic resources.

Ves refused to play their game. He did not want to reward the Hunters for their bossy and insulting behavior.

If he wanted to be treated fairly by the Hunters, then he knew he needed to stand up for himself and make his stand.

All actions had consequences.

The Hunters may have forgotten about that, but he was more than willing to give them a reminder that not everyone was willing to act slavishly in order to gain their favor.

In any case, Ves had made enough friends. During this Yernstall trip, he had managed to improve and expand his relations with almost every major human group.

This gave him a lot of leeway. He could afford to piss off the Hunters.

Although this would make it more difficult to get his hands on Mentalist Crystals, he should still be able to obtain them through third parties as long as he was willing to pay a hefty premium.

The Hunters clearly understood the reasons why Ves adopted such an aggressive stance. They could not blame him for it because they were indeed at fault this time.

It was quite awkward for the normally aggressive and inscrutable Hunters to lower their heads and admit fault.

"We... shall report back to our headquarters and wait for our superiors to decide how to respond to your complaints." The deep wanderer ultimately said. "Rest assured that we have listened to your words. Our people will be in contact with you. The Hunting Association appreciates what you can offer."

"Then act like it. Do not assume that I will cooperate with you to design a Mergewater mech just because it is promising. I have other options when it comes to bringing forth an elemental Carmine mech that is based on the water element."

"The people being threatened by the mutated voribugs may not appreciate your stance."

"I am not the savior of red humanity." Ves emphasized as he refused to let the Hunters take the moral high ground. "I am just a mech designer. I am one among many. There are countless other mech designers throughout the new frontier that are racing to develop their own counters against the unending swarms. I am sure a few dozen among them are able to come up with brilliant creations that may prove just as effective against this new threat. This is the strength of red humanity. We have so many competent warriors and creators among us that we can always count on each other to carry the burden of protecting our race."

With that, the conversation quickly came to an end. There was not much Ves and the Hunters to talk about.

The Hunters eventually left the garden courtyard in a grim mood. None of them were happy, but so what? They brought this upon themselves as far as Ves was concerned.

"Miaow..." Clixie relaxed her tense body after the scary Hunters had left.

The Rubarthan Sentinel Cat could tell that each of these powerful Hunters had killed hundreds of exobeasts.

Even if Clixie was much different from those savage creatures, this distinction may as well not exist to the Hunters.

To them, as long as they faced any non-humanoid organisms, they couldn’t help but think about completing another sacred hunt.

Clixie slowly relaxed as Aurelia scratched her under her chin and behind the ears.

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