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The Mech Touch

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website.

Exlor · Khoa huyễn
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How To Win The Ultimate Race

Now that the juregs had been beaten back to the outskirts of the New Cartagena System, Saint Tusa Billingsley-Larkinson enjoyed enough 'free time' to figure out his combat system and build up a proper foundation for himself.

He had already broken through months ago, but it seemed that he had been wasting much of his time while he waited for his Dark Zephyr to get upgraded.

When Tusa looked back on all of the time he spent fighting alongside the expeditionary fleet, he painfully recognized that he had not been doing his best to speed up his progress and work towards his next breakthrough. He still retained a bit of the mentality of an expert pilot and did not think big enough to act like a proper saint.

Just because he remained stuck with an expert mech for a time was not a valid excuse for his lack of progress. There were more ways he could grow stronger than to obsess over his resonance strength.