Chapter 10: White Elephant
He also accumulated a hefty 263 Design Points, but hadnapos;t spent them yet. He thought it would be better if he received his next mission first.
[Congratulations for completing Tutorial: Part 3.]
[You have received a 10-year combat mech production license lottery ticket. Please visit the Lottery page to redeem this ticket.]
[For completing the mission with time to spare, you have been awarded a bonus lottery ticket.]
The System sure loved lotteries, giving Ves a bad feeling. His luck with the lottery so far had been mixed.
quot;Hey System, shouldnapos;t you have sent me another mission by now?quot;
[Please do not get addicted to missions. The Mech Designer System only offers missions in order to guide its users to the right path. Only babies require constant hand-holding. Are you a baby?]
Ves practically spat blood. quot;Whoapos;s the baby?! You are a baby!quot;
In fact, Ves felt rather terrible after hearing those words. He had indeed grown accustomed to the Systemapos;s guidance. Now that he lacked a clear mission to strive towards, Ves felt as if he was adrift.
quot;No, thatapos;s not right. I still have to prepare for the Young Tigers Exhibition that start in one-and-a-half months. I also have to make progress in collecting 5 million credits to pay off my interest in two months.quot;
In other words, he needed to advance his skills and earn a lot of money. Ves could work on that without the System generating another tutorial to tell him how to accomplish those goals.
quot;Too bad I canapos;t earn any more completion rewards. That reminds me, I still need to use up last missionapos;s rewards.quot;
Rubbing his palms, Ves turned to the Lottery page. He ignored the option to spend DP for a lottery draw and instead selected the option to use the tickets on hand.
First, he activated his bonus ticket. Same as his previous lottery draws, it only entitled him to win an award from the lowest pool of prizes. The low-quality ticket snapped in half, revealing a familiar spinning wheel. Ves vigorously yanked the wheel, causing it to make clacking sounds as the pointer spun over a rapid variety of rewards.
The wheel slowed down after half a minute. Time appeared to slow down as the wheel ticked forward in an exaggerated fashion. It allowed Ves to read the rewards hovering around the pointer.
[Alien Party Ears]
[100,000 bright credits]
[Lantern of Imperfection]
The pointer passed over the Endurance Candy, swept past the strange ears, and almost landed at the sum of credits. Ves never objected to having more money.
[You have received a Lantern of Imperfection.]
The System ended up defying Vesapos; wishes yet again. Instead of receiving something that he could desperately use, he instead received an old-fashioned burnished bronze device that had obviously lived better days.
[Lantern of Imperfection]
Light the lantern and shine it against a mech or component to reveal structural flaws. The revealed flaws are only visible to the holder of the lantern. The lamp contains enough oil to burn for five hours.
[Evaluation completed. You are eligible to draw a reward from the 5th tier.]
The pagoda transformed in response to the judgment. Its top 4 and bottom 4 stories slowed down their rotations, eventually falling still. Only the fifth story of the pagoda continued spinning its merry way.
quot;I donapos;t know exactly what the pagoda did to me, but I guess did an okay job.quot; Ves concluded spuriously. He really had little clue why the System needed to resort to such mysticism in order to give him a simple production license. quot;I really need to do better next time. Iapos;m not resigned to remain average for the rest of my life.quot;
Now that the test had ended, Ves easily approached the side of the pagoda. Its fifth floor continued to turn, whipping up a small current of air that blasted Vesapos; face. Even Lucky jumped down from the couch and inspected the strange floating structure. His face looked as if it was wondering what the fuck made it spin.
A small, hand-sized bell appeared in midair. It was one of those bells that hung in Ancient Terran temples. A small cord hung from the clapper that allowed the bell to make its ringing.
The second method was to allow Jason Kozlowski, the son of NAapos;s CEO to learn how to design mechs. He directly attended one of Estelonapos;s premier mech design program. An important thing to mention was that Jason had been a spoiled brat. As could be imagined, Jason spent much of his time on Estelon attending parties and getting drunk off his ass. Only his superior genes enabled him to perform well enough in class to graduate.
Once Jason returned home, he made a high-sounding announcement to the galactic press. He claimed that he would take just one month to design a fully original mech that would outperform all of that periodapos;s current generation mechs.
Many industry insiders scoffed at such a boast. Forget about outperforming a current generation mech, many freshly graduated mech designers werenapos;t even capable of designing a model that could outperform a lastgen mech. It took years of experience, learning many skills and acquiring many new technologies to even be capable of producing such a stellar mech.
In any case, the public hung onto Jasonapos;s every word. A face this handsome wouldnapos;t renege on his promise, right? After the announcement, a couple of black-suited men quickly brought the prodigal son away from the press conference and he was never seen again for a month. Some conspiracy theorists guessed that National Aeromotives wanted the public to forget about Jasonapos;s pledge. They received an unexpected surprise when Jason showed up to the press exactly thirty days later.
A slightly disheveled but attractive young man then proceeded to introduce his month-long effort. He domineeringly named it after the first Ancient Roman emperor, for it was indeed capable of outperforming most mechs of the current generation. Just its majestic posture and stately head design showed that Jason spent quite a lot of time matching the mechapos;s aesthetics to its superb offensive power.
The Caesar Augustus offered supreme offense and supreme defense in the medium weight class. By far the most expensive component was National Aeromotivesapos; proprietary armor plating, originally designed to protect its most luxurious line of space shuttles from direct microasteroid impacts. Though expensive and difficult to produce, the armor offered superior protection that approached nextgen standards at the time.
The CA-1 also provided a variety of offensive options. Its main weapons were its two wrist-mounted laser cannons. Missiles mounted on its shoulders provided some long-ranged indirect firing options while a classic sword and shield built out of the same excellent material of its armor made the mech a monster in melee range.
While Jason showed off a holographic model of the white-painted mech and its admittedly impressive capabilities, the experts combed over its specifications. They quickly couldnapos;t hold in their laughter.
The Caesar Augustus hid a bevy of issues underneath its perfect exterior. Jason crammed the CA-1 with so many gadgets that it affected the frameapos;s integrity. Any damage that got past the armor could easily damage five essential subsystems, either crippling the mech or at least take it off the battlefield. In order to save space, many of those subsystems got tangled together, making it a pain in the ass for any technician to replace even a single faulty power line.
The mech also lacked endurance. It peaked early but had no staying power. Its missile capacity could be emptied in seconds. Its wrist-mounted laser cannons built up an alarming amount of heat that Jason had done almost nothing to mitigate. And even if he did, the mechapos;s average energy capacity meant it couldnapos;t feed the weapons long enough anyway.
Fortunately Jason hadnapos;t been conceited enough to add a flight system to the already over-engineered mech. Its energy would just drain faster in that case!
All of this meant that Ves was now stuck with one of NAapos;s biggest commercial flops in recent times. The CA-1 was a white elephant that was difficult to produce and required constant babysitting. The most troublesome thing about producing it was that its special armor plating required a dedicated machine to produce. Vesapos; 3d printer wasnapos;t advanced enough to produce it on its own.
It was impossible for Ves to produce the stock model of Caesar Augustus in two months. He lacked the time, money, skill and equipment to accomplish such a clusterfuck of a production. And even if he did managed to cobble up a model, it was a question whether it would sell. However, the System awarded him with only just one production license, and for better or worse, Ves was stuck with the elephant.
quot;Itapos;s not like Iapos;m stuck with the stock model. I still have the Mech Designer System.quot;
If Ves could use the System to redesign the CA-1, he might be able to come up with a less demanding version of Jasonapos;s first masterpiece. He wasnapos;t ready to give up. A tentative plan already drew in his mind.
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