The group soon arrived at the Mecha Exhibition Hall.
The special nature of the era had created differences in the pursuits of the top circles of the wealthy.
Mecha!
The cost of fully arming a single mecha often reached more than a billion, or even several billion.
Although the mecha before them were all weakened versions, with their weapon modules lacking in both quantity and quality, their prices still started in the tens of millions. The better ones basically reached the hundred-million level.
Under such circumstances, the exhibition hall did not display many mecha—only several dozen—and without exception, every exhibition platform was surrounded by crowds of visitors.
Beside the display platforms, Baili Qingfeng also saw the special products that could usually only be found in pictures, online, or on television—mecha models.
As soon as they arrived, Qiao Xue and Xing Yao's gazes were drawn away. Even Wang Pinghai's attention toward Baili Qingfeng had diminished considerably.
"Crimson Storm... Arbiter... Sacred Sword... Tsk, Guardian Angel!? This is said to be one of the models closest to a formal mecha. It uses the newest type of metal material, making it extremely sturdy. It's also equipped with a repulsion shield and possesses formidable defensive power. Its firepower isn't lacking either. If a qualified Mecha Pilot were to operate this mecha, one person could destroy an entire armored force."
Wang Pinghai's eyes gleamed slightly.
However, after he glanced at the listed price of one hundred and eighty million, even as the son of a director of Pioneer Group and the owner of a small company himself, he still felt that he could not afford it.
As the others examined the mecha, Baili Qingfeng was looking over their data as well. "Hmm, its maximum speed is actually only Mach 1.6? An overload limit of 9G, and