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Chapter 209: Biomechas · Oct 29, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Unbothered 2026-10-29
202 Chapter 202: PR Box 2026-10-29
203 Chapter 203: Public Announcement 2026-10-29
204 Chapter 204: Live Demonstration 2026-10-29
205 Chapter 205 - 07:00 2026-10-29
206 Chapter 206: Just a Sip 2026-10-29
207 Chapter 207: Gratitude 2026-10-29
208 Chapter 208: Registration Woes 2026-10-29
209 Chapter 209: Biomechas 2026-10-29
210 Chapter 210: Grounding 2026-10-29
211 Chapter 211: Dots 2026-10-29
212 Chapter 212: Torturous Benefits 2026-10-29
213 Chapter 213: Necessary Preparations 2026-10-29
214 Chapter 214: Connection Sequence 2026-10-29
215 Chapter 215: Three?! 2026-10-29
216 Chapter 216: Instincts 2026-10-29
217 Chapter 217: Crimes 2026-10-29
218 Chapter 218: Caught 2026-10-29
219 Chapter 219: Baked Fish 2026-10-29
220 Chapter 220: True Calling 2026-10-29
221 Chapter 221: Dukedom of Kyros 2026-10-29
222 Chapter 222: Young Lord Luca 2026-10-29
223 Chapter 223: Wealth 2026-10-29
224 Chapter 224: Pressure 2026-10-29
225 Chapter 225: Grand Dining Hall 2026-10-29
226 Chapter 226: First Food War 2026-10-29
227 Chapter 227: Announcements 2026-10-29
228 Chapter 228: The Union Contract 2026-10-29
229 Chapter 229: Tasks 2026-10-29
230 Chapter 230: Accidental Cleansing 2026-10-29
231 Chapter 231: Luxury 2026-10-29
232 Chapter 232: Pajama-Clad Visitor 2026-10-29
233 Chapter 233: Understanding 2026-10-29
234 Chapter 234: Demonstration 2026-10-29
235 Chapter 235: Moth to a Flame 2026-10-29
236 Chapter 236: Realizations 2026-10-29
237 Chapter 237: Sheep 2026-10-29
238 Chapter 238: Version 2.0 2026-10-29
239 Chapter 239: Experience 2026-10-29
240 Chapter 240: Curiosity 2026-10-29
241 Chapter 241: Suspects 2026-10-29
242 Chapter 242: Demon 2026-10-29
243 Chapter 243: Creature of the Night? 2026-10-29
244 Chapter 244: Catnip 2026-10-29
245 Chapter 245: Celebrity 2026-10-29
246 Chapter 246: Services 2026-10-29
247 Chapter 247: Impulsive Buy 2026-10-29
248 Chapter 248: Membership 2026-10-29
249 Chapter 249: Level C 2026-10-29
250 Chapter 250: Inspection Day 2026-10-29

Ollie finally saw his good brother’s face today.

Yes, just today.

After what was probably three days in the space.

Every time the worried blonde looked for his brother, he’d always only hear him from inside this cockpit that Luca was trying to assemble.

While it wasn’t the first time that Luca had been hyper-focused on anything, this was slightly different, and even Ollie, the actual mechanic, couldn’t describe it.

Because this wasn’t the same build they learned together, this was a biomecha.

It was an advanced, semi-organic mecha that integrated bio-components with traditionally known structures.

And unlike standard mechas, which rely heavily on metal alloys and synthetic circuits, biomechas can harness the abilities or traits of their bio-alloy components.

To Ollie, they felt alive, and one such example was Sid.

So when his good brother showed him the blueprints and the steps he summarized from the manufacturing training hall, Ollie felt like he was going to be sick.

It was likely the shadow of having to intake so much spiritual water that had him lurching when he was shown the process of building a biomecha.

It needed spiritual energy.

For nearly everything!

And this was probably why it had been lost to time, forced into obscurity when people no longer had the means to create entire mechas in this manner.

Well, that was also what Sid said in his explanation.

But there he was, watching his insanely capable brother build something that hadn’t existed in centuries!

In fact, he was even asked to help at first, only to realize that he was incapable of controlling his spiritual energy like that.

Now, Ollie was only in the process of learning how to use visual resonance, but he could feel it.

Around the fascinated mechanic were likely tendrils of spiritual energy, which was mainly the reason things were randomly levitating.

Well, he could feel the immense pressure from the energy around him, but how he knew of the tendrils was because Kyle described it to him after dragging him out of the hanger like his ass was on fire.

Only for the disgruntled adjutant to explain just how dangerous that was.

Ollie was standing in the middle of a room nearly covered in Luca’s spiritual tendrils, and if he had accidentally released his own energy, they might have had to pick him up in pieces!

One very blonde Ollie-confetti.

And even now, Ollie could remember their conversation.

”It’s that bad?!”

”That bad.” Kyle had deadpanned at him, expression stern in a way that could only drive his point.

”He—he’s not really a C-rank, is he?” asked Ollie, even though the answer was obvious. It was just that he needed to hear someone else confirm his thoughts.

”If that’s a C, then we better change ours too. I don’t know, maybe M or P.”

Wow.

He thought he had gotten used to his brother being absurdly talented.

That maybe, just maybe, he’d seen everything after almost being shocked into his second life, but apparently, there was still more.

And this was only the first attempt!

So now, with Kyle’s warning in mind, Ollie made sure to avoid leaking any spiritual energy and maybe stay by the door in case something happened.

After all, he was pretty sure that they wouldn’t be able to revive confetti even if they wanted to.

But then he saw it!

It seemed like today was different, for Luca had finally stepped out of the cockpit!

”Brother!”

His voice echoed in the hangar, nearly startling the aspiring mecha maker into dropping the diagnostic pad in his hands.

Luca blinked at him, eyes unfocused from the sheer amount of concentration he had been using.

His hair was a mess.

His normally neat clothes were rumpled, and his posture was slightly stiff from being in the same position for hours on end.

And yet, his brother was still adorable, just a tad bit too exhausted.

”...Brother?” Luca’s voice came out hoarse. He frowned slightly, raising a hand to his throat.

”When did you last drink water?! In fact, when did you last come out???” Asked Ollie, who had his hands on his waist in protest.

Luca tilted his head. ”But I drank—”

D-29 helpfully projected a digital log in response.

[ Last Hydration: 15 hours ago ]

”...”

The anxious builder wanted to protest but actually couldn’t explain this feeling.

He felt bloated.

And not in the way that came from eating or drinking too much, but in a way that made him feel strangely empty and overfilled at the same time.

His limbs felt heavy, but his core buzzed with raw energy.

It was an odd contradiction.

He had been replenishing himself earlier.

Guzzling it, even.

It was just that instead of breaking his concentration to drink the lake water manually, he had submerged his spiritual tendrils into a water tank, drawing in the energy through sheer instinct.

And yet, it wasn’t enough.

His brows furrowed as he asked himself, ’Why?’

Theoretically, that should’ve worked, and he was sure that he was already taking in lots of energy but was only channeling a portion of it into something usable.

And that felt new. It was an inefficiency that he hadn’t encountered before.

Or was it because he had never really needed to use this much spiritual energy, unlike when he was in Tesseris?

This made him feel incapable.

And a little sad.

Because at this rate, just how was he supposed to finish on time?

And to think he was already given more time as someone who didn’t have to attend classes while the investigation into Instructor Max was ongoing.

But it seemed like he still won’t make it.

However, if the ancient mecha makers who had dedicated their entire lives to these techniques could hear his thoughts, they would have surrendered their licenses on the spot.

Because what Luca was doing wasn’t by any means ”proper.”

None of the components he assembled were tested and re-tested for compatibility; instead, they were placed there instinctively.

Intuitively.

Like he was very sure.

Then, factor in the rate he was going.

It was monstrous.

And probably the worst part of it was how he had no idea.

No idea that his rate of assembly was something that should have taken years of dedicated study and mastery.

No idea that biomecha construction was meant to be slow, methodical—careful, so that the spiritual energy would not clash with itself.

But most importantly—

Luca had no idea that it was done that way for a reason.

Because the amount of spiritual energy needed would likely surpass the human physical constitution, especially of mechanics who weren’t as gifted in that department.

And now, he was struggling to contain it all.

Like energy that couldn’t be used because it had yet to be processed.

But then a sharp, as if very alert pull, yanked at his sluggish tendrils, and for a moment, the frazzled ball of energy was afraid that his tendrils had malfunctioned and wanted to attack Ollie.

So Luca tried redirecting them.

Only, they didn’t listen, like the tendrils suddenly had minds of their own.

And they reached out.

Not towards the spiritual water tank or his brother, who stood in attention after seeing Luca’s facial expression, but towards the hangar door.

”!!!”

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