Reboot: Mechanic

376 Advice

Time slowly passed by, and while the world outside of the Iron Sentinel was busy with their own task. Inside the Iron Sentinel, one person was completely swamped with one task only. Shi Tian was finishing the fourth Spymon EMP device as he breathed a sigh of relief. A day might have gone by fast, but at the very least, he managed to craft 4 Spymon– a task that he never expected to be able to accomplish.

Back then, one Spymon had caused him to spend a long time. It took him days and tons of reworking, because of a problem in one aspect. And when that one aspect was resolved, another problem occurred, causing him to nearly get a migraine.

“Nathan, you should take a rest as well. It’s not good to work constantly without a break.” Mary kindly advised him, that her back remained lying on the comfortable chair. “I’m fine,” Shi Tian smiled briefly, grabbing a new set of materials as he attempted to start the next Spymon.

He wasn’t trying to act tough, but the amount of crafting work being done here was worth it.

Why?

When he opened his status screen, Shi Tian was greatly revitalized by the increase in efficiency with his subclasses. –

Name: Shi Tian

Race: Human

Main Class: Mechanic

Sub Class: 7 in total [Click to expand on the list]

Level: 32

Health: 2000 (Normal)

Stamina: 140

Attributes: Strength: 32, Dexterity: 30, Endurance: 31, Agility: 37, Intelligence: 44, Charm: 27, Luck: 17

Free Attribute Point: 32

Abilities: -[Passive] Serene Calmness: Able to remain calm and collected

-[Passive] Pain Tolerance: Level 6 (Upgraded as a shooting dummy) -[Active] Dust Mites Summon

Grade: E (Took the Host long enough to advance)

Class Talents: [Next obtainable Talent at level 60. Good luck, Host]

-Digital Specter: The Host shall gain an exceptional talent for infiltrating secure digital systems, allowing him to bypass security measures and gain access to restricted data, including but not limited to cybersecurity and virtual technology. Reputation: 40 (Optic Mech), -25 (Heaven’s Mecha/Harrett Family), -20 (White Syndicate), 50 (Gearits City’s Citizens), -65 (Jonas Hill), -35 (Theobold), 7 (Phoebe) [Click to expand the list to see more] Hoa K?

Equipment: Mechanical Right Arm, Boosters’ Suit, Pistols, Smoke Grenades, Claymore Mines, Spymon EMP device

[Host had started his first step in the world officially. Despite the numerous advantages, the Host is kindly advised to not be conceited and still remain cautious. Also, the Host should do more mechanic work instead of political conflict or making schemes. Mechanics usually hide in the back, and never the front. The Host is kind of dumb for always going to the frontline as if he were some tank.]

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Browsing through his status screen, Shi Tian noticed one thing that particularly stood out.

And no, it was not the statistics or the reputation list that he had always kept an eye on nowadays. It was the glaring chunk of text that the integrated chip in his mind had to say about him.

What does the integrated chip mean that he was dumb for going to the frontline?

Did he have a choice to hide in the back? ‘You’ve got to be kidding with me, right? Do you think I don’t want to sit in the back and relax? How about you just offer me free materials and more blueprints so that I can actually do what you want?’ Shi Tian ranted to the integrated chip in his mind, wanting him to know his frustration.

If possible, he also wanted to be like some pro mechanic who could create mecha to fight on their behalf.

But it just so happened he does not have that Midas touch or some kind of blessed person passive skill that would always get free things thrown at them.

Everything he had obtained so far was through his hard work and negotiation with these powerful people. Just when Shi Tian wanted to punch the integrated chip— as if it was even possible in the first place, he received a response from it.

Description: The Host can just increase his luck attribute if he is this dissatisfied with his current predicament. Why are you even saving the free attribute points? They are worthless if you never even used them. “Some intelligent guy” right here. “…” For some reason, Shi Tian felt that ever since the empathetic bond was formed, the integrated chip seemed to become a real person. A person that loved to taunt and laugh at him, but never produced any actual support. It was as if the integrated chip was a backseat gamer, who would constantly tell the person still alive in the game to do this and that while they were killed in action. Shi Tian’s anger got so bad that the passive skill [Serene Calmness] was activated, pacifying his emotion.

‘You want my luck to increase, right? Fine, let’s increase it with the free attribute point then. But if it doesn’t help and I die, then die with me, you goddamn IC!’ Shi Tian gave a middle finger and began dumping all 32 free attribute points on the luck attribute without hesitation.

Soon, his luck jumped from the initial 17 all the way to 49.

‘There, are you happy now?’ Shi Tian cursed at the integrated chip. Meanwhile, his middle finger was still being revealed, and Vanessa arrived at the interior.

“Are you alright, Nathan?” Vanessa asked when she saw Shi Tian giving the middle finger at the work table.

When she turned around to glance at the surroundings and noticed Mary relaxing by the side with her eyes closed, she thought Shi Tian was stressed out. “If you’re stressed, then take a break.” Vanessa scolded softly and proceeded to walk toward him. Taking the tools that Shi Tian was holding, she then told him to close his eyes.

“Here, let me relax your muscles a bit to calm you down.” Vanessa softly said and began massaging his shoulders, causing Shi Tian to be in a complete daze at the situation.

‘What is going on?’ He exclaimed inwardly in disbelief. Description: Heh, still want to curse at me now, Host? By the way, you are welcome to get my advice! \

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