Low-Level Civilization

Yinsen set off brimming with ambition and confidence.

Then he came back with an aching back and weak legs. He had finally realized that unless there was a clear gap in physical ability and he was the one holding the advantage, whenever their physical qualities were close, he would always be the disadvantaged one.

After returning from the DC Universe, Yinsen rested for a few days, then decisively went to find Selene. After regaining a bit of confidence from Selene, he began considering what he should do next.

He had basically dealt with everything at hand. The only thing left was to keep an eye on Mordred's side, which would not take much effort either. All he could do now was wait.

"Should I take a look at the Biohazard World?"

Ever since Annette had returned to the Biohazard World, he had not paid much attention to it. He felt that world had become "boring." It was like how he had originally been very interested in the Macross world and had even considered hiding his abilities to play the role of a pilot there, engaging in aerial combat with the bugs.

Even without using magic, his overwhelming physical abilities alone would let him push the performance of certain fighters far beyond their limits, because what restrained some fighters from displaying their greatest Combat Power was not the aircraft itself, but the pilot.

Take the most advanced VF-27 series currently equipped by Macross-Galaxy Fleet. One of them was the Gamma Type. Its maneuverability was simply off the charts. Human pilots simply could not endure the strain caused by such terrifying maneuverability; only enhanced humans—Cyborgs?—could pilot it.

But if Yinsen flew it, even if he brought out the fighter's strongest maneuverability, he would not feel the slightest discomfort. On that point alone,