"Luca, I am summoning you. Are you ready to return to the battlefield, where artillery fire rages?"
Li Qinwu asked. The red light in the mechanical head's electronic eye blazed at its brightest, the Plasma Engine began to roar, and the machine successfully restarted.
"So it's you, Count."
Luca's slightly sleepy voice came from the Knight Mech's speakers, as though someone had woken him from a nap.
"My soul swayed with the wind amid a field of golden wheat. A familiar flute melody woke me. I knew the clamorous flames of war were about to descend, so who was the enemy disturbing my peaceful slumber?"
Li Qinwu did not rush to tell him who the enemy was. Instead, he began by catching up with him.
"Luca, how does your current body feel to you?"
By now, the two mechanical arms of Luca's Lancer Mech had been replaced with true mechanical arms—the kind with five mechanical fingers.
Human arms, enlarged dozens of times and built into massive mechanical arms for a Knight Mech, were no simple feat of engineering.
Most Knight Mechs did not have bionic mechanical arms. Generally, below the elbow, they simply mounted a cannon or a gigantic Chainsword, with the hands eliminated altogether.
There were many reasons for this crude design.
For one, bionic mechanical arms had too many joints in their five fingers, making them more prone to malfunction.
Another reason was that the pilot's brain could not withstand excessively complicated neural signals.
The advantage of a bionic mechanical arm's five fingers was flexibility. When gripping ranged or melee weapons, they allowed for all sorts of maneuvers and sword techniques.
But a Knight Mech pilot's tiny human brain already bore an enormous burden just operating a massive body nearly twelve meters tall.
Many novice Knight Mech pilots