"No matter how you looked at it, this was a plan beyond specifications in every sense."
With Tian Gong confirmed to be responsible for designing and constructing Fate's framework, everyone anticipated just how powerful the machine that would emerge in the future might be.
The mentor put away the Empty Crystal, one hand braced against his waist, his tone unusually no longer so deep and calm.
With his white hair and beard neatly groomed and his clean white research coat, Schmidt had even begun seriously muttering to himself as he considered the follow-up matters:
"Once such a machine is completed, what should be done about its armaments? Considering its design purpose and the combat methods of a dragon-shaped structure, none of the currently known Ultimate Power-class weapons are suitable."
"No, we can refer to Jormungandr's weapon systems and develop special armaments for the 'claws' and 'fangs' to further enhance close-combat power, targeting shield fields for destruction or psionic interference."
"The head can be fitted with a strategic-class weapon specifically designed to maximize destructive force. If we do not need to worry about damage to itself, it could even, after biting down on a target—"
Seeing how intensely interested the mentor had already become in this new type of machine, eagerly thinking about what formidable things to equip Fate with,
Fang Ran grew more and more embarrassed as he listened to the mentor's muttering.
No, Mentor, judging by that tone of yours,
why had you immediately jumped to fighting other Ultimate Powers or large-scale battlefields?
Fang Ran had a deep impression of Schmidt's hands-off attitude: he was single-mindedly devoted to developing more powerful functions, concerned only with building them and utterly unconcerned with who would use them, where, or how.
Unable to hold himself back, Fang Ran quietly nudged Klim and