The Mech Touch

Chapter 6465 The Oblivion Plan

Veronica carefully looked up at her mother's expression before gazing back at the Beast of Fear.

The two True Gods were not joking around. They casually shared their intentions to make the Nyxian Gap devour the surrounding star sectors while at the same time engineering the downfall of the MTA and CFA!

How the hell was Veronica supposed to proceed after finding out that her mother and an actual god pilot had gone terrorist?!

No matter their intentions, what they had in mind was bound to destabilize the Milky Way and cause a lot of deaths!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The two True Gods undoubtedly understood the potential consequences of their nefarious plan.

They simply didn't care about the death and misery that would result from their current and future actions.

How could Veronica possibly tolerate them and their mad scheme?!

While Veronica grew increasingly more outraged, her mother only grew amused at her response.

"You asked for this, my child. If you insist on becoming involved, then you will need to hear the outline of our Oblivion Plan, I am aware that it may contain elements that you may find distasteful, but know that everything has a purpose. We are not doing this because we can, but because we must."

As the magnitude of the revelations dawned on the Cyborg Cat, she suddenly grew a lot more fearful than before.

Veronica needed to tread a lot more carefully around her mother and the Beast of Fear. While they may present a friendly posture to her at the moment, there was no telling whether they would show their ugly sides!

The cat tried her best to calm herself down and keep her emotions under control. She did not think it was wise to antagonize the two very powerful and morally deficient True Gods!

"Er... I have a question, Mr. Beast."

"Do not call me that."

"Oh, sorry, Your Divinity. Maybe this is stupid, but... aren't you supposed to protect the MTA since you are a mecher?"

The intimidating god biomech grinned with its sharp canine-like teeth.

"As the chief councilor of the 'Red Collective' over in the other galaxy, you should not be naive anymore. The Mech Trade Association is rotten and decayed. The Evolution Witch can tell you all about it. On the surface, the MTA looks pristine, but if you dive deep enough, you will realize that it has grown into a corrupt and bloated mess of an organization that is less about mechs than about protecting the privileges of the oldest and most established leaders. Latecomers such as myself have no chance of displacing the ones that came first."

Cynthia Larkinson nodded in agreement. "The MTA and the CFA have good intentions. They have done humanity much good by ending the infighting that almost threatened to topple human civilization. However, for all of the relative safety and stability their combined regime has provided, the humans under their reign have gradually been losing their vitality and drive over a long period of time. You can easily discern this yourself by comparing the humans of the Red Ocean to the humans of the Milky Way." Anyone who made this comparison could see how much more desperate, invested and passionate the red humans had become in recent years.

The humans who migrated to the Red Ocean were adventurous to begin with, and the threat of extinction had caused them to become a lot more proactive than before!

"What does that have to do with breaking up the Big Two?"

"I hate the Big Two. I despise the Common Fleet Alliance, and I despise the Mech Trade Association even more." The Beast of Fear growled. "Fear is my sustenance. If I wish to make further progress, I must absorb the fear generated by any organism that is capable of experiencing this emotion. The Milky Way is large, but far too many people have been lulled into complacency. The Big Two have become too powerful and have become adamant about coddling the human race. All they are doing is destroy any potential of greatness among our people. Their overly restrictive and cautious rules are holding us back. The absence of fear has stopped them from progressing. It has also stopped me from acquiring what I need to grow stronger."

Though Veronica did not like it, she happened to agree with this sentiment. There was no way she could hide this reaction from a god pilot.

"I do not necessarily disagree with you, Your Divinity, but just because the Big Two are... flawed... doesn't necessarily mean that you should directly plot their downfall! Don't you think that sounds extreme?"

Genuine fury started to rise from the Beast of Fear.

Veronica became so much fearful of the god biomech that she tried to cuddle even closer to her mother!

"NOTHING IS TOO EXTREME! I HATE WHAT HUMANITY HAS BECOME IN THE MILKY WAY! DID YOU KNOW THAT I REPEATEDLY APPLIED TO TRANSFER TO THE RED OCEAN? THE OBSTRUCTIONISTS FROM THE MTA REPEATEDLY DENIED MY REQUESTS! I COULD HAVE GAINED SO MUCH MORE OVER THERE! THERE ARE SO MANY NATIVE ALIENS OVER THERE THAT FEAR OUR MIGHT, AND THESE DAYS

be naive anymore. The Mech Trade Association is rotten and decayed. The Evolution Witch can tell you all about it. On the surface, the MTA looks pristine, but if you dive deep enough, you will realize that it has grown into a corrupt and bloated mess of an organization that is less about mechs than about protecting the privileges of the oldest and most established leaders. Latecomers such as myself have no chance of displacing the ones that came first."

Cynthia Larkinson nodded in agreement. "The MTA and the CFA have good intentions. They have done humanity much good by ending the infighting that almost threatened to topple human civilization. However, for all of the relative safety and stability their combined regime has provided, the humans under their reign have gradually been losing their vitality and drive over a long period of time. You can easily discern this yourself by comparing the humans of the Red Ocean to the humans of the Milky Way." Anyone who made this comparison could see how much more desperate, invested and passionate the red humans had become in recent years.

The humans who migrated to the Red Ocean were adventurous to begin with, and the threat of extinction had caused them to become a lot more proactive than before!

"What does that have to do with breaking up the Big Two?"

"I hate the Big Two. I despise the Common Fleet Alliance, and I despise the Mech Trade Association even more." The Beast of Fear growled. "Fear is my sustenance. If I wish to make further progress, I must absorb the fear generated by any organism that is capable of experiencing this emotion. The Milky Way is large, but far too many people have been lulled into complacency. The Big Two have become too powerful and have become adamant about coddling the human race. All they are doing is destroy any potential of greatness among our people. Their overly restrictive and cautious rules are holding us back. The absence of fear has stopped them from progressing. It has also stopped me from acquiring what I need to grow stronger."

Though Veronica did not like it, she happened to agree with this sentiment. There was no way she could hide this reaction from a god pilot.

"I do not necessarily disagree with you, Your Divinity, but just because the Big Two are... flawed... doesn't necessarily mean that you should directly plot their downfall! Don't you think that sounds extreme?"

Genuine fury started to rise from the Beast of Fear.

Veronica became so much fearful of the god biomech that she tried to cuddle even

closer to her mother!

"NOTHING IS TOO EXTREME! I HATE WHAT HUMANITY HAS BECOME IN THE MILKY WAY! DID YOU KNOW THAT I REPEATEDLY APPLIED TO TRANSFER TO THE RED OCEAN? THE OBSTRUCTIONISTS FROM THE MTA REPEATEDLY DENIED MY REQUESTS! I COULD HAVE GAINED SO MUCH MORE OVER THERE! THERE ARE SO MANY NATIVE ALIENS OVER THERE THAT FEAR OUR MIGHT, AND THESE DAYS

interested in strengthening yourselves at the expense of other humans. Noble intentions or not, the two of you are mainly trying to justify your planned acts of terrorism!"

The Beast of Fear ominously chuckled. "That is a brave accusation... but that does not necessarily mean you are wrong. Two things can be true at the same time, little feline. I do have ambitions of my own, but I think that every worthy human will stand to benefit from freeing themselves from the overbearing rule of the Big Two. I have never made my low regard for the current order a secret. Otherwise, I would not have found common cause with the Unbounders. We recognize the necessity of breaking apart the MTA and the CFA. Unless they fall apart or weaken to the point where they can no longer project their power across the entire galaxy, none of us will be able to escape their repression."

Veronica struggled to accept that this was even possible.

"You are speaking nonsense. There is no way that a single True God and an outcast god pilot can topple even just one of the Big Two. They are too powerful!" Cynthia agreed with Veronica. "Nothing is impossible. The MTA and the CFA are too powerful, but that is where ingenuity comes into play. What we cannot accomplish through brute force, we can accomplish through strategy. That is part of what we are trying to achieve with our Oblivion Plan. Veronica, you shall be the catalyst that will hopefully engineer the largest and most destructive civil war among humans!"

"WHAT?! I can't do that! I am just a cat!"

"Oh, dear. Do not deny your capacity to trigger absolute chaos and destruction. You are a mech designer. More importantly than that, you are the 'Father of Carmine Mechs! Think about it, my child. What do you think will happen if we release the design of simplified, affordable and easily produced versions of Carmine mechs throughout every star sector of human civilization in the Milky Way? What if we did so without giving the public and the Big Two enough time to prepare for this epochal

product release?"

Veronica tried her best to imagine what would happen if there was no one exerting adequate control over the product rollout.

"It would go out of control pretty quickly. Too many norms are so obsessed with

mechs that they will do everything to pilot a mech of their own. It doesn't matter if the Carmine mechs I release are low-performance budget models. As long as they look and fight like a mech, every norm with enough money or connections will acquire them like there is nothing more important. Many mech manufacturers will try to meet the insane demand and churn out Carmine mechs like no tomorrow. They will flood the market in great quantities."

"The Mech Trade Association will not let this chaos spread. I can easily predict that the mechers shall attempt to crack down on Carmine mechs."

"As if that will work. Veronica dismissively said. "The MTA might attempt to block production, but it can never eliminate the demand. As long as that is the case, the black markets will be more than happy to supply the masses with what they want. Given the enormous population of original humanity, trillions of Carmine mechs will flood the Milky Way within a couple of years! As long as they are easy enough to operate and as long as their living mechs give them a lot of additional assistance, Carmine mech pilots will require as little as a year to gain enough combat proficiency

with them to fight on the battlefield."

"What will they do with their Carmine mechs? Will they be content to parade them around and occasionally spar against their friends?

"No. Once a huge number of norms are suddenly in control of war-making potential, many of them cannot resist the urge to live out their fantasies and do something with their war machines. Since the people here are not facing any legitimate external threats like red humanity, they will naturally turn against each other. Conflicts and infighting will break out throughout our society. The MTA and CFA along with many states will desperately try to contain the outbreak of violence, but the sheer quantity of Carmine mechs will overwhelm them to exhaustion! This may even cause the Big Two to fray. The fleeters will become more and more aggravated as they try and fail to stamp out the damage. The mechers on the other hand will probably try to be more accommodating towards Carmine mechs. This may generate an increasing amount of friction between the two hegemons. At one point, the CFA may actually turn against the MTA after deeming mechs an unacceptable threat to human civilization!"

If this actually came to pass, then the destructive civil war that the Oblivion Empress referred to may actually come to pass!