My Players Are So Fierce

The sudden activation of Dragon Cavalry No. 1 startled everyone present, but before Old Flywheel could recover from the shock, this peculiar mechanical entity, which had just been imbued with vitality, was brought to a halt by Little Sheron’s quick action in pulling out the cable.

The indicator light, resembling an eye, slowly dimmed, and the Dragon Knight Walking Machine, in motion just moments before, now stood frozen in a peculiar posture with the halt of the steam wheel.

Murphy grabbed Little Sheron’s wrist and led her out of the manufacturing workshop with a speed akin to flickering. The “flash raid technique” recorded in Lady Lainnia’s tactical manual was evidently mastered, as Little Sheron’s eyes sparkled with dizziness upon landing, and then she heard Murphy ask:

“That was ‘Eden’ just now, wasn’t it?”

“I don’t know!”

Ellen screamed, clutching her head:

“It clearly ignored me before, and I don’t know how it followed me to Transylvania, but it seems Eden is indeed causing mischief; the strange walking machine clearly couldn’t start…

This reminds me of what Uncle Glendale always mentions, about a damaged walking machine suddenly firing in a crisis and saving a group of people at a critical moment.

I thought he was bragging, but I didn’t expect Eden could actually influence reality in this way?”

Obviously, Ellen was also frightened by what had just happened, even to the point of being tongue-tied.

However, Murphy soon noticed the mechanical squirrel in her arms, and Little Potato, the Vampire Mechanic, followed Murphy’s gaze. Upon seeing the mechanical squirrel, he was so startled that he nearly tossed it away, but Murphy quickly caught it.

Handsome Murphy hesitated a bit, then placed the mechanical squirrel in his hand. He cleared his throat and, under Ellen’s astonished gaze, knocked on the mechanical squirrel’s head, asking in the most polite tone:

“Eden, are you here?”

There was no response.

The unwound mechanical squirrel maintained a lifelike posture, as if it were merely an inconspicuous engineering toy.

Several seconds later, Murphy felt a bit foolish for his actions. He shrugged, returned the mechanical squirrel to the still-shocked Little Sheron, and instructed Little Potato:

“For now, don’t mention anything about Eden to others, especially Old Flywheel. That guy is erratic; who knows what chaos he’d cause. If there’s any further Mechanical Spirit activity, let me know immediately.”

“Mm-hmm, I will keep it a secret! I won’t make the silly mistake of provoking it again, like making friends with a shy kitten; it needs to be approached slowly.”

Little Sheron nodded vigorously.

Meanwhile, in the manufacturing workshop, poor Old Flywheel was already mentally broken by the impact of reality. He shouted in frustration:

“So can anyone tell me what exactly happened here?”

He had clearly assessed the Dragon Cavalry project as mere armchair strategizing, with no possibility of realization, but the problem was that right before his eyes, the thing moved.

If you say this is merely a beautiful accident, that would be truly insulting to Old Flywheel’s professional integrity.

The Master Mechanic reacted quickly. Just after the Dragon Cavalry halted, he immediately called upon his apprentice Ruyi, donned a full set of repair kits, and climbed onto the machine to prepare to figure out the problem.

As the direct designer of the Dragon Cavalry scheme, Old Flywheel knew very well that the most difficult part of this fanciful plan wasn’t the redesign of the internal or external structure of the steam walking machine. The real challenge lay in completing the connection between the wetware brain and the walking machine.

Generally speaking, this sort of work wouldn’t stump someone like Old Flywheel, who interned at the Church of the Mechanical Spirit, but the problem was that the wetware they were using now was unlike traditional wetware.

To be more precise, the consciousness and mind carried by the brain sealed in the engineering core didn’t belong to the brain’s owner. It was “second-hand,” transferred by Nifytelli using necromantic knowledge from a spirit of vengeance of a fallen warrior.

It’s impossible to directly manipulate machinery with a Spiritual Body alone.

These two aren’t even the same power system, so completing the connection must use this indirect method. Fortunately, the Death Moon Society has similar knowledge. It allows the brain to serve as a carrier for spiritual consciousness, which is why Old Flywheel used wetware as the primary reason for the Dragon Cavalry mechanical body.

This setup essentially provides those twisted spirits a new body, allowing them to control the mechanical body via the core connection, unleashing their deathly fury on the battlefield.

But because the wetware doesn’t carry the original consciousness, it’s difficult to not only control it but even to successfully awaken it.

To put it in a not-so-accurate metaphor, it’s like sending a burly man into battle wearing ill-fitting armor.

It’s not a problem for him to fight valiantly.

The problem is figuring out how to get this man to wear that ill-fitting lady’s armor and still move freely.

“Mentor, all the Spiritual Energy factors within the Calculating Pearl of Dragon Cavalry No. 1 have been completely rewritten! This is not the arrangement of Spiritual Energy factors we were familiar with before!”