The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1219

Chapter 1219: The Very Best of Luck

First there had been Luca Kyros and his utterly life-changing licensure examination.

Now there was Oliver Mylor with his sensational manufacturing process and mind-boggling build.

Instructor Moore was now thoroughly convinced that this remarkable year in the Stellar Engineering era would one day be remembered as the year that produced the greatest number of inexplicable events. At this rate, the current generation of aspiring mechanics seemed determined to become the most questionable generation in history, leaving behind enough bizarre headlines and unanswered questions to thoroughly torment future historians and sociologists.

They’d undoubtedly look really innovative as a generation but at the same time increasingly unhinged...

Because even after the demonstration venue had changed, the people around him were still completely fixated on one particular detail.

The paint job.

Better yet, the lack of it.

Everyone could’ve sworn they had never once seen Oliver Mylor paint anything.

"Did any of you actually see him paint any part?" someone in the audience whispered loudly while leaning toward the person beside him. "Or... is it actually possible they switched the entire mecha while it was standing right there?"

"Don’t be ridiculous," his companion immediately shot back. "How exactly do you switch something that massive when it’s under military surveillance twenty-four hours a day? The entire testing grounds have been monitored since day one, and the livestream hasn’t stopped—not even overnight. If someone managed to swap a whole mecha under everyone’s noses, that wouldn’t just be cheating. That’d be one hell of a crime."

"Bah! I know that! But I guess, since it looks this good, should we really nitpick?"

The other man immediately frowned.

"Wow. Talk about unfair treatment. So if it’d looked ugly, you’d have complained instead?"

The pair quietly laughed among themselves, completely unaware of just how many people nearby had been shamelessly eavesdropping on every single word.

At least public opinion doesn’t seem that bad.

That was the quiet conclusion reached by one particular professional who normally wouldn’t have been caught dead listening in on other people’s conversations.

Unfortunately, he was far too anxious to help himself.

To avoid accidentally getting mobbed by the other stunned instructors during the transfer between venues, the two first-year teachers quietly blended into the crowd, hoping to disappear among the countless attendees while pretending not to eavesdrop on the whispers spreading all around them.

Falco eventually leaned over and asked in the most inconspicuous voice he could manage, "Is... something like this even normal? Would the master mechanics actually contest Cadet Mylor’s passing because of it?"

Instructor Moore wore a thoroughly perplexed expression.

"No," he answered honestly. "It’s not normal."

Even mechanics who deliberately showcased the natural appearance of rare materials would still apply some form of protective coating to ensure the mecha could safely operate in outer space.

"As for the masters..."

He frowned thoughtfully.

"That depends on a few things. The kid still had plenty of time remaining. He wouldn’t have proceeded with the demonstration unless he believed he had something worth demonstrating, would he?"

Then another thought struck him.

Come to think of it...

They hadn’t actually seen several of the manufacturing steps they should have.

Perhaps nobody questioned it because everyone had been too distracted by the countless unfamiliar processes Oliver had introduced throughout the examination.

Just when Moore thought he’d finally gotten a handle on those mysterious cadets and had half expected Luca Kyros’s best friend to make use of something like the reversed energy grid—a system he undoubtedly knew how to build—Oliver had gone and installed an entirely different system altogether.

Then something suddenly occurred to him.

Wait.

Did that kid actually finish polishing every single component?

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