The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7209

Chapter 7209: A Golden Harvest

Ves found it increasingly less acceptable that he still remained stuck as a tier 3 galactic citizen.

Although the Red Collective was still too young and lean to elevate any of its members to tier 1, Ves knew for a fact that every department head reached tier 2 galactic citizenship.

This was an appropriate status. They were nowhere near as influential as individual god pilots and Star Designers, but their office granted them widespread influence that could change the course of human history.

There was no excuse to keep him at tier 3.

Not when he commanded the loyalty and obedience of 359 human phase lords.

The greatest impediment was the Evolution Witch. She was responsible for blocking her promotion. If she had made a promise about it, then it would be difficult to defy her directive given how much she cared about the matter.

Ves hoped that this was not the case. Given Divine Lucie Miyazaki’s history as a radical and a rule breaker, she shouldn’t be as rigid as he feared. He would give the Red Three a few weeks to get their act together and elevate him to a tier 2 galactic citizen.

If they still refused to give him what he deserved, then he had no qualms about using the three phalanxes at his disposal to apply leverage.

After all, what was the point of gaining so much power if he did not make good use of it? He not only had to demonstrate that he was able to command all of those Ascended Giants, but that he was also willing to use them to his advantage.

As Ves continued to talk to Gloriana in her design lab, she gradually filled him in on a number of developments.

“There are already inquiries within our clan on how to apply to join the Phase Lord Department.” She told him. “Our infantry soldiers are especially eager to become a part of the exclusive gathering of human phase lords. They do not fully understand what they are getting into, but I doubt that warning them about the changes to their cognition will deflate their enthusiasm by all that much. Each of them have relit the fires in their heart.”

While Ves was glad to hear that there were plenty of Larkinsons who were willing to undergo phase lord conversion, he knew that he and the Larkinsons couldn’t afford to rush this process.

At the very least, Ves wanted to conduct more research on how to prevent or reduce the brainwashing from the Red Ocean!

So long as everyone who managed to raise their phasewater concentration past a threshold mistakenly believed that they were gods, it would be hard for them to remain members of the Larkinson Clan in good standing!

Kinship was one of the central concepts of the clan.

The Golden Cat was the ancestral spirit of the Larkinsons for good reasons.

She may not be the most powerful, knowledgeable or flashiest of spiritual entities, but she embodied the importance of love and family above all others.

Ves feared that the Larkinson giants would become so brainwashed by the heavenly authority of the Red Ocean that not even the Golden Cat could set them straight anymore.

Once they embraced the allure of godhood and believed with all of their heart that they deserved to rule over mortal humans as if they were slaves, then they could never treat their fellow Larkinsons with genuine love and respect anymore.

They would have to be removed from the clan rolls. There was no other possibility. Ves at least managed to stay in the clan because only his alternate personality developed a god complex.

Ves would be happy if other Larkinson giants managed to stay true to their hearts in the face of the Red Ocean’s coercive persuasion, but he did not get his hopes up. The standards were too high. Perhaps only 10 percent or so of Larkinson candidates would eventually retain their original personalities.

“By the way, Ves.” She said. “Since you have learned a number of new tricks, have you gained any special insights that you want to apply to the Riot Mark III Project? You have become much more proficient in spearmanship than before. Is there anything about the design that we have overlooked? Since we have already delayed the project’s fabrication date, we may as well take advantage of the additional time to apply additional tweaks based on new insights.”

That was an interesting suggestion. Ves was not opposed to the idea. He began to lean forward and study the design of the Riot Mark III Project.

“On the surface, you have already done a good job of designing it to complement Venerable Rosa Orfan’s aggressive fighting style.” He said. “I can make a few suggestions here or there, but the differences will not be significant enough to justify the additional time and effort needed to alter the design. It is more than satisfactory in my eyes. We can save the subsequent refinements and adjustments when we are ready to start the Riot Mark IV Project in the far future.”

“Hm, fair enough. I am glad to hear that a qualified spearman such as yourself has given a positive evaluation as our subject matter expert.”

Ves grinned. “The Dark Apostle and I aren’t good enough to call ourselves spearmen. Our second daughter certainly thinks we are not true warriors yet, and I am inclined to agree with her. We have the skills, but not the practical experience that is needed to evolve and optimize our new arts.”

His wife frowned. “I can already guess that the Dark Apostle will be eager to remedy his lack of experience by throwing himself onto the enemy at every opportunity. This means that our children and I will constantly have to be worried about whether you will return with injuries… or worse.”

He let out a sigh even as he reassuringly patted her hand. “As I have said before, trust in our armed forces. The Bluejay Fleet will become stronger than ever after a bunch of Ascended Giants have joined up. If that is not enough, we can join up with the Premier Fleet again.”

“Why are we not doing that right away?”

“Because the Saint Commander deserves to run the clan without my interference, whether deliberate or not.” Ves answered in a firm tone. “If we want to transition the Larkinson Clan into a multi-generational institution that can withstand the test of time, then it needs to become accustomed to regular leadership transitions. My prestige within the clan is so high that Casella Ingvar needs space in order to make her mark. It is best if I keep my distance from her for at least a few more years. However, if the new frontier is deteriorating a lot faster than expected, then we can group up again for safety.”

The situation had not reached that point. The native aliens or the mutated voribugs would have to achieve great success in their incursions before the Larkinsons needed to consolidate their strength.

After a bit more talking, their discussion quietly ended.

Both Ves and Gloriana became engrossed with testing and finalizing the Riot Mark III Project.

At the same time, they paid close attention to the clock.

Gloriana had quietly signaled a desire to meet up in the System Space through a secret code and gesture.

They both waited until the right time had come before activating the command to enter the System Space.

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