While all of this sounded expensive, when utilized on a greater scale in states that were prosperous enough to afford this level of spending, the differences in might and versatility became evident!
This was why no one in the Komodo Star Sector believed that every third-rate state combined could overwhelm a single second-rate!
The gap in quality was too vast!
He sighed. "Sadly, these options aren't relevant for me right now. I'm still a long distance away from designing a second-class mech, and no expert pilot will entrust the design of a vital expert mech to an inexperienced Journeyman."
Perhaps his only opportunity to design an expert mech in the near future was to upgrade Jannzi's Shield of Samar if she broke through.
Ves believed that it wouldn't be long before she advanced to expert pilot. He knew that the design spirit of her mech already helped her once. Qilanxo's spiritual fragment could easily give Jannzi another push if it thought she needed the help.
He had to be ready to transform the Shield of Samar into an expert mech by the time she became an expert pilot. He already began to form a list of what he needed to learn in order to become more rounded in his ability to design an expert mech. Resonating materials only formed one facet of an expert mech's remarkable makeup.
"Expert mechs form their own separate genre of mechs. They require vastly different approaches to their design."
Now that he took his first step into this field, he became aware of how little he truly knew about expert mechs.
A vast stretch of darkness still limited his options.
If he wanted to shine some light on the landscape, then he needed to become smarter and acquire more knowledge related to this field.
As Ves continued to muse about expert pilots, the anonymous shuttle finally arrived at its destination.
"We've arrived at the rendez-vous point, sir."
"Ah." Ves pulled his attention away from his considerations. "We're about to meet the middleman, right?"
"Correct. Please watch your words and actions when you step out. The less clues you give away, the less likely your identity is exposed. Don't mention any names and try not to mention anything specific to a particular state."
"I understand."
Their voices came out of their helmets with a considerable degree of distortion to further prevent anyone from figuring out their identities via voiceprint.
What Ves lamented the most actually was that he had to leave Lucky behind at the hotel again. The cat was simply way too tied to his identity for him to risk bringing into the Circle of Mota.
As Ves stepped out, he began to employ one of the extra measures he prepared to obscure his identity more thoroughly.
He began to don a prepared spiritual image as his mask. He infused it with a considerable amount of spirituality already, which strengthened his mask considerably.
His entire demeanor changed as soon as he stepped foot in the underground tunnel. Their surroundings were wide enough to run entire transports through the tunnels!
Wearing his shadow attire, Ves moved across the clearing with a measured, almost bot-like march.
His entire body language differed substantially from before. Almost every quirk and tell had disappeared since he donned his new mask!
The sudden change startled even Nitaa. If not for her huge hardsuit, her astonishment would have been obvious.
As it was, she managed to keep up a steady pace alongside Ves. It was as if the two were a pair of equals instead of master and subordinate.
They approached a single man awaiting their arrival at the other end of the tunnel.