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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 · 科幻
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6595 Chs

The Last Exchange

The duel between the Mars and the Neo Amadeus had definitely reached its final phase!

After the ace mechs spent several rounds of bashing each other with their rich and powerful armaments, neither machines were in good shape anymore.

The Mars looked like it had managed to survive a suicide attack. Its once-glorious patterned red armor was cracked and broken in many places, particularly at the lower half of its body.

Neither of its two semi-modular shoulder-mounted gauss cannons were intact. Only cut and broken pieces of barely-recognizable parts were left from the devices that could have once turned combat carriers into derelicts in a couple of salvos.

It had already gotten rid of its transphasic axe and transphasic shotgun after they were damaged in order to lessen its encumbrance.