Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 143 - To the Alien Planet

Chapter 143 - To the Alien Planet

WAIFUs all changed into their skin-tight space suits. Myrrh and Fei wore sleek, white plugsuits that clung tightly to their sexy figures, accentuating every curve with unapologetic precision. They weren't the only ones dressed like that; every WAIFU assigned to the LOLICON wore the same striking ensemble: bold, form-fitting, and undeniably eye-catching.

As for us support units, our plugsuits were made from a similar leathery material but were reinforced with thick, visible paddings across the chest, torso, and shoulders. Unlike the WAIFUs, we would be stepping onto the alien surface without any personal defense systems. No high-tech particle shields. No sleek armor transformations. Just our suits, some basic shielding, and a prayer that the suit's plating could absorb more than one hit.

We began to board the spaceship. From the upper balcony, we paused for a moment to glance back at the Kaiserin and her entourage of SENPAI WAIFUs. The Kaiserin flashed us a cheerful, almost childlike smile and gave an enthusiastic wave, as if we were going on a school field trip rather than a potentially fatal expedition to an alien world.

"Make sure you get back safe and sound!" Kaiserin Grace Arcaliburn called out with unnerving sincerity.

"Roger that, Your Excellency!" Agent Feena replied crisply, snapping into a sharp salute. The other WAIFUs, including Myrrh and Fei, mirrored her motion in perfect unison.

I raised my hand in a salute too, though mine felt stiff and half-hearted. I couldn't stand the Kaiserin's cocky confidence or the dramatic flair she carried around like perfume. But even I had to admit, the strange ritual she performed to activate the WMD Series was a game-changer. If there's a chance to speak to her again, I need to get answers about that. I have questions, many of them.

Inside the bridge, I saw my crewmates already strapping themselves into their seats, the atmosphere turning tense and silent. Just as I reached for my harness, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Agent Feena.

"Wait," Agent Feena said, her voice low but firm.

I turned to her, puzzled. "What is it?"

"I know this ship can launch at extreme velocities," she began, her eyes narrowing with focus, "but if we really want to end this war quickly... we'll have to use that."

She reached out gently and placed her hand on my left arm, where pale blue circuits pulsed in a steady rhythm beneath my plugsuit. The glow reflected faintly in her eyes.

"Can you activate the portal gun?" she asked.

"You mean the Rift Generator?" I replied, already knowing the answer but needing confirmation.

"Yes. That's it." She gave a solemn nod.

I exhaled and opened the holographic interface of my WEEB System. The flickering UI projected from my wrist, casting a cool light across my face as I navigated to the WMD Series. The icons and labels appeared one by one, ominous and clinical, as if each option carried the weight of a catastrophe.

[Weaponry Enhancement Engineering Bios]
[Weapon of Mass Destruction Series Unlocked]

I scrolled down through the arsenal.

[Level 1 – Particle Cannon]
[Level 2 – Uranium Blade]
[Level 3 – Shadow Curtain]
[Level 4 – Lightning Storm]
[Level 5 – Particle Accelerator]
[Level 6 – Proton Slicer]
[Level 7 – Ion Cannon]
[Level 8 – Timesphere]
[Level 9 – Rift Generator]
[Level 10 – Fusion Link]