Mecha Slave Contract

[Book Three: Mecha Tournament] Chapter 70-75

Mecha Chapter 70: Mecha

Book Three: Mecha Tournament

Chapter 70: Mecha

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Lhachril

A bright light surrounded 125 in the middle of the warehouse, and Luo XiaoLou couldn't help but close his eyes and take a step backward.

Then, there was no then. Confused, Luo XiaoLou lowered the arm that covered his face, and looked up to see the figure in the middle of the room. Luo XiaoLou was stunned.

It was a sea-blue humanoid mecha, over nine meters tall, slimmer and smaller than an ordinary mecha. Its entire body was aquamarine, like flowing seawater. And even though Luo XiaoLou had learned a lot about materials over the years, he still couldn't tell what it was made of.

The mecha stood there silently, proud, profound and extraordinary.

It was about the same height as a woman's mecha, but didn't have the flamboyant style of one, and the colors were on the dull side. Regarding the mecha's frame, Luo XiaoLou couldn't even find a hint of embellishment or excess parts. It was slim and not too tall, and it just stood there quietly, giving the impression of strength and beauty, a feeling of exaggerated thickness that Luo XiaoLou couldn't take his eyes off of.

He had never seen a mecha that shocked him so much, even Cloudy Sky seemed like something was missing in comparison.

Luo XiaoLou dumbly stared at the mech, not returning to his senses for a long while.

For some reason, while looking at the mecha, he was filled with emotion and felt like he had to say something. That's when he heard a voice, "Hey! What did you mean by that? How dare you dislike me? You – you're not even half exotic beast gene! Besides, I'm the most noble and elegant and graceful mecha in all of the Federation-"

Luo XiaoLou reigned in his heart's emotion with difficulty, and then interrupted 125's exasperated questioning, feebly reassuring, "I didn't mean to dislike you. In fact, I think that your appearance – I think you value it more – your three adjectives are boastful. The exterior – it's great."

Luo XiaoLou didn't know if it was appropriate to praise 125 so much. Now he just hoped that it would calm down and not die of surprise and excitement.

125 was silent again, and Luo XiaoLou took the opportunity to take a closer look at the incredibly beautiful and alluring mecha. The difference between it opening its mouth, and not opening it, was unacceptably large. Luo XiaoLou praised his own ability to endure it in passing.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the mecha in front of him seemed to raise its head slightly in pride, while keeping its body straight and perfect. It took a few steps in Luo XiaoLou's direction, and then, maintaining such a proud appearance, said, "Even if you praise me that much, I don't mean to be too happy. Don't imagine that I'll obey you without any demands of my word!"

Luo XiaoLou smiled as he looked at the mecha in front of him, whose tail was about to rise to the sky after being complimented, and said, "No, I really think your appearance is beautiful. No other meaning."

125 immediately said in surprise, "Really, really?" Afterwards, with a thud, the mecha disappeared from its original place and turned into a little green fatty with a suspiciously -difficult to observe- red face. He rushed into Luo XiaoLou's arms and rubbed its big head against Luo XiaoLou's cotton coat. "I had another model, but my owner just wouldn't use it. The style I designed was an enlarged version of what this looks like now...a bullying Tyrannosaurus Rex... not bad, either! Hehehehe!"