Chapter 58: Urban Fiasco (1/2)

Chapter 58: Urban Fiasco

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ye Chong finally summoned Mu back from the alternate dimension. It had been quite some time ever since Mu went out of order. Though Grandpa Qian owned a rather spacious accommodation, it still seemed crammed with Mu’s gigantic mechanical body inside. Ye Chong had to readjust Mu’s posture in order to fit him in. He folded his legs and placed the body in … quite an eyesore pose on the ground. Mu was partially lying on the floor, with his legs lifted and… ”What do you think you’re doing?!”, with his mouth rumbling.

Grandpa Qian sighed in sympathy as he laid his sight upon the torn body of Mu. Such a fine mech Ye had but became all broken by then. ”What a pity!”

Well there wasn’t any other Helmet to connect to the virtual world, other than the one in Mu’s system. Ye Chong hopped into the cabin and put on the Helmet, logging in and there he went!

The virtual world stayed the same. The same old street, the same old crowd and the same old fields… A visit to his recent past. He knew where he would head to next. He glanced at the path and proceeded to Aurora to have a nice reunion. The elderlies at the Aurora pined for Ye Chong’s revisit. Some of them were in bitter worries while waiting as they wondered if something had happened to their precious boy. It was their lucky day they thought as they were surprised by Ye Chong’s return. A session of warm greetings happened between them and Ye Chong’s smile broadened like a shrinking violet.

He bode farewell to the benevolent elderlies and shifted to the NRS training field. Of course, Mu had long vanished from his thoughts by then. Wonder where Mu had gone to this time?

The field was still vibrant as ever. The combat field was as entertaining as it used to be. Ye Chong was stirred up by the fighting sequences occurring in the field. He missed the hand-on experience. One round… One round would do. Ye Chong got up, ”Ye, I had just completed the creation of your identification documents.” Mu was good with timing, like too good, ”You have to get it now. It’s much safer with it, gravely dangerous without it.”

”Identification card? It’s done?” It would be indeed better with formal identification, considering how Bai Linan seemed to be wetting himself upon hearing how Ye Chong did not even own one back at Reno. Speaking of Bai Linan, what had happened to that guy?

Ye Chong strolled the street alone. Several aircrafts and mechs zoomed by. They passed through the floating buildings in the anti-gravitational force field while flaunting some fancy tricks in their piloting.

He was stimulated by the action. His desire to pilot was struck in a whim. As his fingers slid to the keystone in his pocket and called up a F-58 in front. Ye Chong hopped in and impatiently launched the machinery.

The F-58 blasted off into the air and glided mischievously. Ye Chong played off some tricks in between. The mech sometimes would slide right across the windows of the floating window, which put the owner in cold sweat. ”Eh, Ye!” Mu started his commentary, ”This is bad. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what happened to your performance? It's as if our training had gone to waste. That flip you made just now was not smooth enough. And also your timing for acceleration has an inaccuracy of 5.78%! Are you an amateur or you’re from the dump? Oh wait you are from a-”

A blue humanoid mech bolted by. And it just contemplated Ye Chong, waving its hand far ahead.

”Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ye, look at you, look at how fallen you had become.” Mu carried on adding fuel to the fire, ”Even a noob would come and pick on you in your face. Ye, please don’t tell anybody that I was the one who planned the training course for you. I am embarrassed enough.”

”Hmph.” Ye Chong snorted and sped up as he chased after that easy-peasy in front.

That blue mech was obviously modified for speed enhancement. The appearance justified everything - foldable wings, about 4 of them, would allow stability while traveling in the atmosphere; a sylphlike body and 6 additional wings smaller in size at the sides of the end. The modified mech looked like a giant bird spreading wings in the sky as it travelled, with its tiny body in the embrace of its large elaborated wings. A featherweight craft.

Every addition on this mech was about speed. Thus, it was unquestionable that this mech was superior in its speed.

But then, as Ye Chong looked through, this mech might as well be a piece of junk like those he saw back at his planet. It is a total failure. The mech did possess greater speed but that’s all it had. Everything else than its speed was disturbingly terrible. Featherweight? More like paperweight. It had such a thin body that Ye Chong wondered if it could even take the slightest touch and if the pilot would break before the mech. The elaborated wings were unnecessary in his opinion and they were utterly useless once it set off into space. In an atmospheric zone, he would only need two wings at the side, with half the size of what this exaggerated hunk of metal had and maintained 80% of the current performance. Smaller wings would also reduce the likelihood of being struck by enemies effectively.

That was not it! The worst part of this crap is that this noob seemed to care about speed so much he forgot about the capacity. It was so limited that it could not even be loaded with anything else than the pilot himself. And what? It didn’t even have its own weaponry? A mech without weaponry is only an escape pod with fancy wings. Ye Chong thought. But well, Mu was an exception to his rules.

Even though the mech did have some odd style of modification, it still cruised like a breeze.

F-58 is a mech for space-travels. So it does not have any wings at the sides, thus the underwhelming performance during travel in the atmosphere. Fortunately in exchange, it contains an advanced engine and with Ye Chong’s first-class obstacle piloting skills, the F-58 did not lose out badly, in fact, it had always been right behind that blue mech.

It sounded cool. Still, it was just right-behind. Close, yet not close enough. It was tricky to overtake that blue mech.