Chapter 57 - WEEB Cheater
Let's have a brief flashback.
I can still vividly recall the night Miss Mirana Alicent shared her wisdom with me. She sat comfortably on her hospital bed, her long blonde-green hair shimmering in the soft, ethereal glow of moonlight streaming through the window.
Her presence was both serene and commanding, like a retired lady knight resting after a hard-fought battle. In her hands, she held an overpowered smartwatch—WEEB System, Clearance Level 141—a relic of her past, connected to her former partner.
"My ex-husband—er, my ex-partner—used to abuse the Weaponry Enhancement Engineering Bios," she said, her voice calm but laced with a sharp edge. Then she smiled, a threatening curve of her lips that hinted at untold pain and vengeance. "For most support units, it's called cheating. But, well, my ex-partner was a cheater anyway."
As she spoke, I could almost feel the invisible weight of her crimson aura pressing down on me, a heat that didn't burn but unnerved, though nothing visible betrayed its presence.
"Ahem," Myrrh interrupted from beside me, her tone polite but firm. "Please stay on track, mother."
"Right," Miss Mirana said with a nod, as though snapping out of a trance. "As I was saying, it was a form of cheating—a way to exploit the WEEB System's time lag and force it to activate perpetually and continuously."
She picked up her phone and showed us a video. On the screen, her white-and-gold Frame Unit sprang to life, armed with a beam rifle. Moments later, the rifle seamlessly morphed into a sword, then into a shield, and finally into a massive buster sword. The transitions were flawless—fluid as water, the weapon seeming not to change but to grow and shift as if alive.
"There's a time lag between equipment callouts and the manifestation of the cybernetic circles," she explained, her tone shifting into that of a meticulous strategist. "If I remember correctly, it's 0.175 seconds. If you're fast enough, you can bypass the materialization entirely and jump straight into reshaping the currently equipped weapon."
"So, in video game terms, it's like animation canceling," Myrrh muttered, her eyes lighting up with comprehension. I glanced at her, amazed as always by how easily she could connect real-world phenomena to gaming mechanics. I couldn't even begin to think that way, and it was moments like this that made me admire her even more—not in a romantic way, of course.
"How about the weapon callouts?" I asked, leaning forward with curiosity. "WEEB is controlled by touch and voice command, right?"
"You don't need to," Mirana Alicent replied, shaking her head slightly, her expression calm but knowing. "I'm sure you've noticed it by now—when the cybernetic circuits glow on your hand as you equip a weapon to a Frame Unit, there's a slight time lag before the glow fades. I think it's about 0.2 seconds. During that brief window, between the sweet spot of 0.175 and 0.2 seconds, your circuits are still active, and no voice command is necessary. However, in that split second, you must press the next weapon on your HUD to make the swap seamless."
Her explanation hit me like a revelation, and I couldn't help but gape in awe. "Oooooh." Beside me, Myrrh's eyes widened, her surprise mirroring my own.
Miss Mirana Alicent smirked faintly, a mixture of satisfaction and amusement flickering in her eyes. Without ceremony, she held out the smartwatch—the WEEB System of her ex-husband—and placed it in my hands. The device was battered yet functional, its surface worn smooth from years of use.
"Here. Practice weapon swapping with this," she said. "You won't need Myrrh to transform into a Frame Unit to train with it. His WEEB System has some pointers that will guide you through the process."
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