The Last Sentinel

"What? You're going to support Japan?"

In the officer's office, Kuafu stared at Ye Feng with eyes full of doubt, his expression incredulous, as if he had seen a ghost.

Gou Chen, who was drinking tea on the other side, suddenly spat out his tea onto the ground, leaving the elegant old gentleman in a sorry state.

Only the Queen Mother of the West managed to maintain her composure, coughing as she said, "Little Ye, calm down."

"The situation in Japan is very complicated! The geological environment is complex, with gaps between two continental plates and intense crustal movement. We don't even know the types of monsters that spawn or their combat power data! Going there now would be too reckless."

"Furthermore, you've just joined Nantianmen, completed the initiation ceremony, and your job has been assigned to you. Just go to your unit and do your research step by step. Why get involved in the mess of the combat department!"

Ye Feng sincerely said, "I feel it's necessary to demonstrate my abilities and talent in mecha to the organization! I'm not just strong in mental power; I'm also quite skilled at operating combat mecha vehicles!"

Kuafu shook his head like a rattle-drum, "I object!"

The Queen Mother of the West continued to persuade, "Little Ye, it's not that I don't want you to go, it's just that Fusang is too dangerous this time! First of all, the people of Fusang don't have a good impression of our Eastern Continent, and we don't have a good impression of them either. Legally, they belong to the western jurisdiction of Atlantis. If we attack and defeat the monster, those beasts in Fusang won't thank us. If we lose, they will kick us when we're down."

"It's not just kicking us when we're down," Gou Chen said. "Knowing those beasts from Fusang as I do, if they knew our Nantianmen [Luoyang] mechs were providing support, they might even team up with the monsters to fight us. In their eyes, we're far more despicable than the monsters!"

Kuafu spread his hands and said, "So, Xiao Ye, why bother with all this effort for nothing? Going to Fusang is truly a lose-lose situation."

Faced with the earnest persuasion of his three superiors, Ye Feng dropped the pretense and said directly, "Thank you all for your kindness, but no one else will take on this mission from above. If I don't take it, no one else will. We can't have the three of you go to the battlefield!"

Upon hearing this, Kuafu retorted, "Even if the three of us went to the battlefield, it wouldn't be your turn!"

The Queen Mother of the West rolled her eyes. "You? A physical strength athlete? You think you can pilot a mecha?"

Kuafu said, "Why can't I? I used to work at a mecha repair station!"

The Queen Mother of the West snorted, "Give me a break..."

At this moment, Gou Chen recalled Haotian's words to him, stood up, and said, "Alright, you go! I agree to Ye Feng piloting the mecha to support Fusang!"

Kuafu and the Queen Mother of the West stood there, stunned, looking at Gouchen who had suddenly changed his mind, at a loss for what to do.

Ye Feng beamed with joy. "Thank you for your high regard, Lord Gouchen. Shall I go and pilot the mecha now?"

Gou Chen asked, "Can you pilot one? The current mechs are fifth-generation mechs, the fifth generation after the Crimson Storm! They have complex systems, multiple weapons, and require two pilots..."

Ye Feng said, "I don't need two people; I can multitask! As for mecha piloting skills, I can learn them on my way to the mecha warehouse!"

Gouchen said, "Follow me!"

Gou Chen slammed the door and left, with Ye Feng following closely behind.

Seeing that the two left directly, Kuafu and the Queen Mother of the West hurriedly followed.

"Hey, we're not dead yet! Can't you guys even treat us like human beings?!"

"Gou Chen, you bastard, I am the number one in [Divine Capital]! Who do you think you are, you piece of trash..."

Gou Chen walked with a brisk pace, and Ye Feng followed closely behind, constantly chatting with the old guys in the chat group in his mind.

Ye Feng: Anyone here know how to pilot a mecha?

Master of Machines: Oh my! Hohoho! It's finally my turn to shine in my area of ​​expertise! You old rascals, Affectionate, Warrior, and Mage, shut up now! It's my turn to shine and show off!

HarmonyOS's most affectionate comment: "This machine is so smug!"

Master of Machines: What are you going to do about it?!

HarmonyOS's most heartfelt sentiment: I don't eat iron blocks, thank you.

Ye Feng: Hey you two big shots, can't you do something serious? What's with this mecha setup?

Master of Machines: That depends on what kind of mech you're piloting!

Ye Feng: I... I remember you guys didn't watch Pacific Rim 1/2/3? That Crimson Typhoon was 79 meters tall and weighed 1772 tons, that was a fourth-generation Jaeger! This one is a fifth-generation Jaeger, I estimate it's only slightly stronger than the fourth generation!

Master of Machines: I have seen your memories. According to the images in your memories, this mecha should be considered a primitive type of mecha.

Ye Feng: What is the original mecha type?

Master of Machines: This is the most primitive mecha puppet body. In my mechanical universe, we collectively call it a mass-produced mecha. It is a combat mecha that can be mass-produced. Strictly speaking, it is not a mecha because it does not have a machine soul. How can a mecha without a machine soul be called a mecha?

Ye Feng: Machine Soul? What's that?

Master of the Machine: The Machine Soul is not a physical object, but a subjective and intelligent entity hidden within the mechanical gears. This entity cannot be materialized; at least, you cannot see it with your current level of mental strength. If it is excited, the mecha will not malfunction; if it is unhappy, the mecha will suffer from constant part malfunctions. An excellent Machine Soul possesses unimaginable combat power, capable of automatically dealing with various enemies on the battlefield and fighting autonomously. As the master of the mecha pilot, your job is to fawn over the Machine Soul, serve it well, and, when necessary, act as its biological battery, providing it with power and mental SAN (Sanity Points)!

Ye Feng: What you mean, boss, is that I don't actually need to learn any mecha piloting skills, I just need to take good care of the mecha spirit, and the mecha spirit will carry me?

Master of Machines: Even rotten wood can be carved! A child can be taught! That's right! So what I'm going to teach you isn't mech charge, mech maneuvering, mech jump, or mech semi-circular cutting maneuvers, but the Mech Soul Awakening Technique! Directly awaken the Mech Soul within the mech and let it dominate the mech's battle! As for you, be the Mech Soul's biological battery, providing it with SAN and mental energy.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: This teaching method is truly crude and barbaric! An ordinary master teaches his disciple martial arts and cultivates for decades, but you, as a master, directly give your disciple a star destroyer to wipe out the enemy once and for all!

Master of Machines: You know nothing! We Machines call this teaching method highly efficient!

Ye Feng: But when I watch movies, those mecha pilots are all driving their mechas around, very cool.

Master of Machines: Kid, movies are movies, and reality is reality. Movies are all artistic exaggerations, while reality often returns to its true nature. The martial arts in movies are so powerful, but in reality, one shot is enough to take them down. The same principle applies to mechs. In movies, mech pilots jump around like that, but those who don't know better would think they're circus monkeys. A real mech battle is about which mech soul is stronger! Now I'll send you a mech soul awakening ritual that suits our home planet, Blue Star. Wait until you awaken your mech soul, and just wait to win.

The group notification stated that the Master of Machines had uploaded a "Blue Star Machine Soul Awakening Manual," and designated Ye Feng as the downloader.

The group notification indicated that Ye Feng had downloaded the "Blue Star Machine Soul Awakening Manual".

At this moment, Ye Feng, who had followed Gou Chen to the mecha warehouse, suddenly brightened his eyes, and a glint appeared in them.

Gou Chen looked at Ye Feng, who had stopped, and asked, "Are you... are you alright?"

Ye Feng pointed to a warehouse in front of him. "What's inside?"

Gou Chen said, "The latest type of mecha repair oil."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. "Get me a whole carload! I need it later!"

Gou Chen looked at Ye Feng, puzzled, but still told people to move the oil as Ye Feng had instructed.

Ye Feng then quickly circled the underground warehouse, pointing things out repeatedly, "This gantry crane! Yes! This brand new gantry crane, sleek and beautiful, a real beauty in the eyes of mechanical life! Take it with you!"

"Is this the newly arrived mech ammunition? Take this with me, we'll need it for the ceremony later!"

"By the way, Lord Kuafu, could you please get me a set of three sacrificial animals—a bull's head, a horse's head, and a pig's head—and then perform the six rites, wrap it all in a bright red ribbon, and play some festive background music!"

"Lord Kuafu, don't ask why. Just do as I say, and it'll be absolutely foolproof!"

"..."

Kuafu was very frustrated. He could understand that Kuafu was preparing engine oil, ammunition, and a gantry crane, but Kuafu was planning to repair and maintain the mecha.

What are you doing with these sacrificial offerings for livestock? What are you trying to do?

This is science!

Mecha are scientific creations, and you've turned this into some kind of mystical art?

If someone else had made this request, Kuafu would probably have slapped them across the face long ago.

But since it was Ye Feng who suggested it, Kuafu could only grit his teeth and tell the kitchen to quickly send over the sacrificial offerings for the six domestic animals!