The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7160

Chapter 7160: The Return of the Prize Wheel

Ves pulled out the radiant lottery ticket from his System Space.

The ticket was quite precious and troublesome to acquire. He could only obtain it by fabricating a new masterwork mech of his own design.

There were other criteria. It had to be a serious project. His contribution had to be decisive enough.

He couldn’t just outsource most of the grunt work to the other members of the Design Department, only to swoop in at the last second and finish the project in person.

To claim that it was mainly his work was a form of professional dishonesty that he could not abide by. He was not that shameless enough.

This was why he hadn’t bothered to fabricate the first production models of the Bright Warrior Mark IV and so on. Their upgrades to the current mech generation were a bit too straightforward because that was all the subordinate mech designers could do. Without Ves spending enough time to reinvent the mechs in question, there was only so much they could innovate while still retaining the original character of the relevant product lines.

Ves also realized that the more high-ranking masterwork mechs became available, the less opportunities existed to earn radiant lottery tickets.

After all, mechs such as the Everchanger and the Phobos had already become masterworks. There was no way he could upgrade them to the next tier of craftsmanship anytime soon.

The best way to still earn radiant lottery tickets was to design new custom mechs for the next generation of expert pilots that were rising up from the expeditionary fleet.

Ves and his wife could also dedicate their valuable design time on servicing the needs of external high-ranking mech pilots such as the Glory Seekers.

However, the more they spent time on satisfying external clients, the less time they had left to meet the demands of their fellow Larkinsons.

It all came down to time. Ves and Gloriana had to juggle between many different needs. They could not simply drop everything and focus on maximizing the amount of radiant lottery tickets they could earn per year.

Wait.

Ves wondered how the System would react if both Ves and Gloriana contributed equally to a mech design project that ultimately yielded a new masterwork mech.

Would both of them be entitled to earn their own radiant lottery tickets, or would the System award it to the highest contributor?

It was an interesting question, and one that might very well get tested soon when they finally embarked on upgrading the Riot to her much more powerful incarnation soon.

Before all of that could happen, Ves first had to complete the present affair.

"Are you alright, Ves?" His wife softly asked as she approached his side. "You have been staring at that lottery ticket for an entire minute. Are you second-guessing your decision?"

Ves slowly shook his head. "No. I don’t have any doubts. It is just... this is my last radiant lottery ticket. This is my last shot at obtaining a miracle from the System. Until I earn another ticket, I can only rely on building up a reserve of Ascension Points."

"Let me guess. You have a persistent habit of draining your AP on anything that looks shiny."

He chuckled. "More or less."

"That is a discipline problem. You need to set limits on yourself. Now go make use of the Wishing Fountain. Nothing will change if you keep standing here like an indecisive child."

She was right. Ves knew that there was not much chance that he would change his mind on the matter.

Despite all of the gains from the recent enlightenment fruit and the prizes from the golden lottery tickets, none of them granted him the degree of certainty that was necessary for him to build up enough confidence to win the leadership challenge.

There may be a possibility that he was overestimating the combat strength of all of those Ascended Giants, but he did not think that was the case.

These were all professional soldiers who had spent decades if not a century on polishing their fighting skills.

Perhaps they may be new to fighting on the scale of a phase lord, and perhaps they did not have enough time to master their newfound spatial abilities, but their excellent martial prowess could not be denied.

Ves strongly believed that up to a certain extent, skill trumped brute force.

Saint Dise had proven this time and time again as she fought against one powerful monster or another.

Out of all of the high-ranking mech pilots of the Larkinson Clan, she embodied this principle the most. Her extraordinary swordsmanship allowed her to outfight opponents that possessed much larger bodies or had more hard power at their disposal.

The Ascended Giants might not be able to match the ace pilot’s exaggerated skill in swordsmanship, but they should all be highly skilled at wielding their chosen weapons.

Ves could not allow himself to be the monster to a fighter that was at least as competent as a Swordmaiden in terms of fighting skills!

Only by closing the gap would he be able to win not just one, but multiple duels on a consecutive basis.

If he did not remedy this obvious fault, then he may as well put on a show and do his best to lose gracefully four times in a row.

"I need this." He told himself. "I could have gotten away with remaining an amateur so long as I stick with being a mech designer, but now that there is an opportunity to effectively gain control over the Phase Lord Department, I cannot miss this opportunity. I need to give this a shot, and to do that I need to become more similar to the Ascended Giants that I hope to command in the future."

Even if the Dark Apostle would be doing most of it, Ves did not really mind too much as the alter ego was essentially another part of himself.

So long as they shared the same true body, their interests would remain aligned to a degree.

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