The more He Zhao thought about it, the more likely it was that he might obtain gold free attribute points next time and upgrade to black gold quality. Only then could [Titan???] be completely successfully conceived and reveal its true appearance.

"Father's majesty, why did you upgrade such a useful skill for me?" He was a little heartbroken. It was a magical skill that could forcefully stop the mecha for a period of time.

Although it may become ineffective when encountering advanced mechas in the future, for the time being, it is still useful.

"What a pity."

Needless to say the two effects of [Hacker Tampering] and [Endless Water], the latter [Mecha Modification] is a bit interesting.

【Mecha Soul】?

Ten times improvement in all aspects, clearly visible at a glance.

"Modification, what's the use?"

With the technical information he currently has on mechas, the finished mechas he produces are basically perfect masterpieces, no matter what model they are.

People in the past were not vegetarians, and the production process and other aspects that were set must have gone through countless verifications. Random modifications may not be better than the original ones. If they are superfluous, it will not strengthen the mecha, and it may even hinder it.

Make a good mecha weak.

However, his hands were ready to move.

Modification is another kind of romance for men.

"Alpha, call in a mecha."

"Yes, my lord baron."

After a while, a lightly equipped mecha was transported into the Governor's Mansion.

Don't ask why it's not the normal version, just ask because you don't have money and can't afford a more expensive one.

"Tsk tsk"

He looked at the cold metal with smooth lines in front of him, and secretly thought that no matter how many times he saw it, he couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. Men really want to play with big toys.

He couldn't help but raise his hands and gently caress the lightly armored mecha.

Then, for a moment, his arms swung involuntarily.

Moreover, his fingers moved flexibly on the mecha.

"???"

He looked confused.

Before he could regain his senses, he saw that the three-meter-high mecha was suddenly turned into parts.

"!

!”

No, it's a pity.

I just touched it and it collapsed on the spot.

Marder, I never heard that mechas can blackmail people for their star coins.

"wrong!"

"Mecha modification?"

Recalling carefully, his hands seemed to be moving rapidly when he was stroking her.

"Dismantle the mecha with bare hands?"

I just thought that the modification was of little use, and then a big drama immediately unfolded.

Don't mistake a lightly-packed model for a mecha. Without professional equipment and sufficient knowledge reserves, it's just wishful thinking to quickly dismantle a mecha.

But he really dismantled the mecha with his bare hands.

And, it takes one second.

""

In other words, any mecha that comes close to him will risk turning into parts in a second at any time.

I don't know how many times more majestic and cruel than my father.

The former can at most force the mecha to stop operating; the latter can really be dismantled to pieces and cannot even be put together.

"Let's fight."

Although he is an imposter, everything on the rock planet is his property now. No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, they are still meat.

Squat down and touch with your hands.

In a moment of dazzling, the parts on the ground quickly disappeared in less than three seconds. A complete, light-armored mecha without any flaws was placed majestically on the spot.

It seems that what was demolished before was not it at all.

""

Fight mecha with bare hands!

Good guy, he kept calling good guy.

"How about modifying it for fun?"

Anyway, his hands are easier to use than any tools. There is no need to worry about the problem of a few more parts or a few missing parts. If anything goes wrong, the worst thing is to dismantle it. It can be done in four seconds.

The remaining time was spent in modification.

Noon, twelve o'clock.

Albert, the gray-haired old butler, arrived at the Governor's Palace with a man leading a team of mechas.

"Viscount Bernard Routh, please come with me."

The old man led a group of people into the mansion. At the same time, the servants informed He Zhao that the Viscount had arrived. Please change your clothes immediately and go to Sigma Star.

After a while, the two sides met.

Although the Viscount did not like Charles, a rebellious bastard, he still controlled his expression and exchanged a few pleasantries due to the dignity of the nobles.

No matter what happens, your share cannot fall.

Otherwise, it would be too unnoble.

The old butler stood at the door of the Governor's Mansion, looking at the new master who took away a light mecha, boarded the ship with the Viscount, and slowly took off from the rock star. He was extremely happy.

Last time, after the phone call, something was wrong with the young master. As expected, the master did not go out and mess around again, but was very serious about "preparing" to be admitted to Sigma University.

Maybe after graduation in a few years, I can be promoted from baron to viscount, and be on an equal footing with Lord Rouse.

Inside the landing ship, more than a dozen people were silent.

Maybe it was someone who had been holding a lightly armored mecha and studying it since they boarded the ship. The Viscount finally lost his nerve and spoke.

"Ben, after entering the Titan, restrain yourself. Although most of those boys are Lords, their fathers are more powerful than the last."

"I know, Uncle Rolls."

Yes, both parties know each other.

Otherwise, for a mere baron, how about asking the viscount to pick him up and drop him off in person?

The Viscount and Charles Sr. were classmates in the Command Department of Sigma University. The former was more talented, capable, and courageous than the latter. When they graduated, the two were awarded the title of Baron together.

At the beginning, Routh's fiefdom planet was worse than old Charles.

But he worked hard to make progress, and after more than a hundred years of ups and downs, he finally became a viscount.

Of course, this is not to say that old Charles cannot make progress, but the more he makes progress, the more he fails.

After struggling for more than eighty years, I have accepted my fate and do whatever I want.

If a lot of information hadn't been pried out from the mouth of the real Ben Charles, the famous ruthless man would have been blinded.

"Before Charles passed away, he told me that your spiritual talent was very good. Basically, there is no problem in entering the spiritual system." The implication is that you are a spiritual ascetic, why are you studying wall-breaking mechas when you have nothing to do?

Not doing your job properly!

"This time, I am responsible for escorting the noble children of Tatora Belt and this interstellar cloud to Sigma Star and arriving on the Titan. If you have anything to say, tell me."

"Thanks, Uncle Rolls."

Berthold Rouse couldn't help but roll his eyes, could you please stop hugging your wall-breaking mecha!

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, the Viscount said again.

"It's up to you."

Yes, he's done it too.

The so-called Titan is a giant spaceship that is longer than the Star Destroyer.

Of course, it is not Rouse's, but it is temporarily borrowed from the fleet stationed in the Northern Cross Super Galaxy Cluster. The military is responsible for controlling the spacecraft. The Viscount is responsible for managing the children of the nobles.

It's not that the people in the military can't take care of it, it's just that they are too lazy to take care of it.
To be continued...