Mech X4 Novels & Stories

Now, not drinking made me fake. My hands were shaking. I felt sick. They kept yelling. I turned to leave. Chuck yanked me back and shoved me onto the couch. My stomach slammed into the sharp edge of the table. The pain hit hard—blinding and instant. My head spun. My stomach throbbed. I couldn't move. Chuck barked, "Get up! Stop faking! Say sorry!" He grabbed me again, dragging me upright. Then I saw it—the blood on the floor.

"You are my god, System." He kept praising the System and its timely missions, completely forgetting the times he cursed the System for giving him missions with ridiculous demands. Mission: Tutorial Part 4 - X-Factor Prerequisites: Completed Tutorial Part 3 Some have characterized the profession of mech designer to the modern Prometheus. Are mechs purely machines, or are they something more? Please design a mech with a prominent X-Factor, ranking at least E- or higher. Reward: 1 random 10-year medium armor production licence, 200 tons of raw materials reserved for armor production

It's been a few days since Alex left, and as much as hate to admit it, I kind of miss him. Mr. Simmons has also been bugging me with the finalization of the selling of my company. It didn't matter to him that I just came from a fucking car accident and couldn't walk. My secretary walked me through all the damages that the company suffered over the past few months and honestly, it was better to start over despite the protests of others. I decided to just get it over with and signed the papers and complete the transfer, not wanting to deal with Simmons anymore.

On its shoulder was a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Antipersonnel Chaingun, which loaded directly from an ammunition pack on the mecha’s back. Xylo was in her own mecha, a B-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Phantom” Mechanized Infiltrator. Its paint scheme was dark blues on smoke grays, in a pattern meant for nighttime incursions. On its shoulder was an A-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Executor” Sniper Cannon. Each of them wielded a C-ranked Federal Shipyards Machine Pistol, which was paired with a B-ranked Federal Shipyards “Citadel” Tower Shield. “It almost feels like we’re bullying them,” said Freya.

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ALPHA MAX CHAPTER 22: "This is heaven, bro!" Giovanni exclaimed looking at the buffet with a serious stare. "You can eat, you know." Max said in boredom, he only desired to grab his mate attention but right now her attention is only with Mia, she was stealing his mate and he didn't like that, not at all. "Of course! And Blaze picked an XL pack of pads for me!" Mia laughed with Jayla who was out of breath. "That's enough for 'Blaze embarrassing time'." Blaze rolled his eyes.

I patted his back and settled down next to him. Xan is a portable hacking machine. You request someone's location or their secret wealth they've hidden and kept under different names in the bank and he'll get them to you within five seconds. He just needs a laptop. "I'm creating some new hacking softwares which I'll sell you for billions." "I have purchased enough from you. I don't think I'd need anything new for now." "You'll regret your words once it's ready, asshole." "We'll see." I said and watched him type with the fierceness that one shows on piano keys. His fingers were literally dancing on the keyboard without causing a mistake. "Where are others?"

Or rather, one decided to stay in the other’s room for the night. “How’s your breathing?” Mordecai asked his ward. “Better.” Xander grins. “I told you, I’m feeling fine, the air here is so much fresher than the Capital’s and the exercise is doing me good!” “But your blood pressure is a bit high, and your temperature...”

Everyone had separate desks with equipment for creating cyborg mods. Everyone went and sat in their seats. The four took seats next to each other. The teacher was a beautiful woman and was wearing a tech suit and welding goggles on her head, on her hands she wore silver gloves made up of mechons, they were nanites which form up any type of wearables and can be controlled with our mind,mechons are very useful in fixing and making tech, they are powered using mod energy and are extra tech attached to our bodies and they can be removed, they are extremely costly and not easily available. The teacher looked at everyone and spoke out in a beautiful voice,