Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Regardless if it was his training or his daily life, Helen Harry taught him everything she knew.
Although she appeared proud in front of outsiders, Elrond knew that she was just an ordinary woman at heart.
Everything she did was for the sake of her imprisoned sister.
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In the mechanical workshop, Elrond was fiddling with a piece of metal in his hand.
He was very focused, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
It was obvious that he had been working at this place for a long time.
The thing he was building right now, would determine if he could escape from this place safely.
It was a simple full-body mechanical exoskeleton.
It was equivalent to the simplest and most primitive mecha structure.
A mecha that had yet to become popular in this era.
No one knew how terrifying the strength was.
In the initial version of Voyage, everyone believed that their own strength was the most important thing.
A mecha was considered as an external force.
Many of the powerhouses scorned such opportunistic things. They even combined forces to boycott the research and development of mecha.
However, due to the outbreak of large-scale wars that happened in the later years, some warriors who piloted these powerful mechas could match up to the psionics.
Mecha squads with tacit cooperation set up formations and effectively wiped out psionics who were D-class and above.
This made those powerhouses, who initially scorned these mecha, unable to sit still.
The mecha that they had once despised, caused them to suffer tremendous casualties.
However, those powerhouses were not pedantic people. After they witnessed the power of the mecha, they also started to form mecha legions.
From that moment on, the Mechanic class started to become popular and became one of the main job classes.
The Mechanic class was relatively weaker in the start as machines in the early stages were used to manufacture guns and weapons.
It was basically a logistical support job.
There was practically no mention of any Mechanic class warriors who headed into the battlefield to fight the enemy!
But if they were allowed to develop in the later stages, relying on their strong mechanical manufacturing ability, they could build a mecha that was compatible with their abilities.
The mecha that a mechanic built for himself was not simple mathematical formulas like 1+1=2.
By relying on their tacit understanding and familiarity with metals, they could perfectly display the strength of the mecha.
However, the current Elrond did not own the ability to create a complete mecha yet.
Although he had the experience of creating a high-level mecha, he was merely just an entry-level newbie.
Even with the experience, his aura was not able to support him in building a high-level mecha.
However, even if it was the simplest mecha prototype, it was enough to increase his current strength by several times.
That was, provided that he did not meet any abnormally powerful psionics.
Elrond was confident that he could use the exoskeleton mecha to break out of this base.
He was now a Level 25 Mechanic.
With the rich experience gained from his previous life, the combat ability of his newly built mechanical exoskeleton was definitely the strongest among same-level mechanics.
It was something that others could not surpass.
Although the mechanical exoskeleton was rather powerful, he would not be able to drive it perfectly if his melee skills were not strong enough.
Therefore, in the past six months, Elrond put in tremendous effort in his melee technique and shooting skills.
Looking at the mechanical parts on the ground, Elrond’s face was full of satisfaction.
This was the result of his hard work over the past month.
Based on his speed, he could have completed it within 10 days.
But where was this place?
This was the enemy’s experimental base!
It wasn’t his home.
He couldn’t build such powerful machines so brazenly.
If he did, wouldn’t it be equivalent to tell his enemy to wait for him to sharpen his blade and kill them when he was done?
There probably would not be anyone so silly in the world who would watch him sharpen his weapon, then turn around to kill them.
If there was, that person must be a fool.
So Elrond had to find an opportunity to sneak in here every day and secretly conduct his research.
Fortunately, he kept a low profile for the past six months.
So, no one would bother to keep an eye on his whereabouts for the entire day.
In the eyes of the guards, Elrond was just a failed experimental subject.
The higher-ups had clearly instructed them to monitor Test Subject Zero.
As time went by, if Elrond did not do anything out of the ordinary, no one would bother to keep an eye on him.
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In the past six months, Elrond had also figured out the structure of the experimental base.
There was a strict order to forbid ordinary people to enter and leave the base casually.
But they believed that the brainwashed Elrond had unquestionable loyalty to the organization.
Sometimes he would go out with Helen Harry.
The entire base was completely underground.
The building on the surface was an abandoned machine factory in disguise.
The machine factory was dilapidated, and many iron structures had started to collapse because of the rust.
Although the factory looked dilapidated on the surface, the degree of security was no lesser than the experimental base.
There were countless hidden sentries everywhere that placed the entire factory under observation all day.
If those sentries detected any movement, the news would be transmitted back to the experimental base immediately.
In conclusion, the defense structure of the Valkyrie Experimental Base was perfect.
But nothing was an absolute secret. There would be a flaw somewhere.
After six months of investigation, Elrond also found a loophole in the experimental base.
Everything was ready for Elrond, but he was still short of something.
What was he waiting for?
A perfect opportunity.
When the security of the entire experimental base was at its weakest, Elrond would launch a thunderclap attack to get out of this damn place.
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At the same time, in Helen Harry’s office, a one-eyed middle-aged man sat opposite Helen Harry.
This one-eyed middle-aged man was very tall, and there was a long scar on his face.
It was apparent that this man had experienced countless wars.
The strong murderous aura that he gave off was not from killing just one or two people.
If one had not gone through a large-scale massacre, one could not have gathered such a strong murderous aura.
Helen Harry looked at him calmly and asked, “Is there any major operation from the organization? They actually sent you, the Massacre King, here personally?”
Massacre King’s expression did not even flinch as he said coldly, “Hmph, you’re not fit to know what the operation is. Your mission is to execute the decision issued by the organization. Keep your mouth shut on other matters.”
No one knew why Massacre King’s attitude towards Helen Harry was very unfriendly.
He even seemed to bear a deep resentment towards her.
If not for the organization’s mission, Massacre King would not sit in front of Helen Harry in such a calm manner.