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The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7257

Ves did not have a good expression at the moment.

He had many plans for the future. He voluntarily traveled to the latest front in order to see if he could help red humanity repel the mutated voribugs.

The important part was that he did so on his own initiative. He valued control. He wanted to be the one to dictate whether he stayed around to address the voribug threat or relocate to another front in order to conduct other business.

From the moment the Evolution Witch imposed a mission onto him, Ves lost that precious freedom and independence.

He would be forced to act as her minion and represent her interests so long as he had yet to complete his objectives.

How could he not feel pissed about this matter?

"I don't buy your reasoning." He said. "I am a mech designer. I am good at designing mechs. If you want to commission a mech design from me, then I would gladly accept. You turned to the wrong person if you think I can complete a reconnaissance mission. It is extremely dangerous to travel through voribug-occupied space. Aside from a few stealth vessels, none of the ships of the Bluejay Fleet are equipped to scout enemy territory, and even then stealth systems have their failings. Doesn't the Red Association have its own dedicated spies and scouts? You should trust in their professionalism."

"Their professionalism is exactly why I cannot entrust them to complete their mission in time." The Evolution Witch spoke in a domineering tone, as if she was making her own truth rather than describing it. "You are the agent I trust the most. You should not sell yourself short. You are far more than a mech designer. You possess many unusual and exotic capabilities and you have built a growing powerbase. Not only that, your network of allies and partners are growing. You already possess the tools necessary to complete your mission. You only need to use your brain and be prepared to do what is necessary, even if your actions would ordinarily invite sanction."

Ves narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean about that last part?"

The physical projection of the god pilot stared directly into his eyes. "You know exactly what I mean. I did not misspeak. The priority of this mission is high. The sooner you can satisfy my demands, the better. I want you to go all-out. Do not let the rules or customs of red humanity get in the way of what is necessary. You are already a tier 2 galactic citizen. If there are parties who still object to your methods, then inform my office. Do not limit yourself to ordinary methods. I already have my own subordinates for that. What I am seeking from you is a solution that is so unthinkable that it is able to catch everyone off-guard."

Her words contained numerous hints. Ves continued to narrow his eyes in suspicion.

"Your words suggest that whatever scheme you have in mind is faced with opposition. Strong opposition. This is why you can't trust the Transhumanist Faction and other mechers to fulfill your orders, is that right? They may not be sincere about doing what they are told. They can also encounter hindrances from other factions and groups. Now that I think about it, turning to me is rather clever on your part. No one expects a mech designer like me to embark on a reconnaissance mission. No one will know."

Divine Lucie Miyazaki grinned. She looked approvingly towards Ves.

"It is good that you have managed to make these deductions. It will spare me from the effort of spelling it out to you. I cannot currently share any details about my plan to you, but it is true that I am faced with strong opposition. Their misgivings are understandable, but I will not let their caution hinder my goals. As long as you do not act in an overt fashion, I am confident that you will bring me good news next time. Remember my words. I do not care what you will do to determine the location of the Hive Princess. In fact, it is best if you do not tell the full details to anyone, including myself."

"Uh, got it. You only want results. You don't care about the process. I can work with that, I guess. How precise do you want the location data to be? Do I need to give you the exact coordinates of the Hive Princess in real-time?"

The god pilot shook her head. "That is not necessary. Giving me the sun system where the Hive Princess is currently residing is enough. The more granular the data, the better. It would be better if you can also report the specific globe that the Hive Princess is residing at. Ensure that the location data is still up to date. If the location data is several days or a week out of date, then the insect leader may have already relocated."

This was a rather tricky demand. Finding the right star system was already a big help, but determining anything more specific than that would imperil any scout sent so deep into bug space.

Ves knew right away that he could not possibly rely on mundane solutions such as sending a stealth vessel into enemy territory.

Not only would this be equivalent to trying to find a needle in a haystack, other rivals who were opposed to the Evolution Witch would learn that she had roped Ves into her ambitious scheme.

This was why she explicitly told him to think outside of the box. He needed to figure out a different way to scout occupied star systems without relying on the usual means.

Ves already came up with a few wild ideas on how he could make this happen under all of the extra conditions.

However, why should he put so much effort into a mission that did not directly relate to his mech design work?

The highly perceptive god pilot understood his thoughts. She immediately addressed his misgivings.

"Your status has changed, Ves. You are a tier 2 galactic citizen. I tried to prevent you from promoting too soon, but your actions have forced this matter. This elevation comes with greater privileges, but also greater responsibilities. Duty is important. Besides, you became a tier 2 galactic citizen by virtue of leading your own army of phase lords. The consequence of that is that you must become more involved in frontline operations as opposed to rear-line support duties."

She was right. As the polemarchos of the Phase Lord Department, he and his alter ego possessed a great deal of military power.

Chapter 7257: A Handsome Reward 1

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