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Chapter 2: The Appearance of a Gentleman, Section 8

Human adaptability is truly a miracle of nature. In just half a month, Hei Fa had fully adjusted to the pace of life in the small town of Kucaire. He also became familiar with everyone in the dismantling workshop.
No one could have imagined that this stranded stranger picked up from the roadside, a warrior with no known background, was actually an expert at modifying machinery.
There were originally three makeshift mechanical mechs in the workshop, intended as guards for excavations and for various construction tasks. But within a few days, only two remained—one of which had been disassembled by Hei Fa.
There was no choice—Hei Fa was a talent urgently sought after by OldBuick, and moreover a warrior. Though he always appeared gentle and polite, seemingly harmless, everyone knew this young man could be terrifying once he resolved to act. The severe wounds on Mo Ni, along with rumors among the scavengers, had deeply imprinted Hei Fa’s capabilities in everyone’s mind.
Moreover, when news of Hei Fa disassembling the mechs reached OldBuick, he merely gave his approval. How could anyone dare oppose him?
Disassembling mechs was actually a difficult task. Such large machines, with arms three or four meters long and entirely made of steel, were incredibly heavy. Without sufficient tools in the dismantling factory, even Hei Fa, who understood mechanical mechs well, might have been at a loss. But with OldBuick’s approval, things became much easier—there were people to assist him.
Hei Fa’s background remained a mystery; no one in this world knew it. Yet his ability to modify mechs left everyone in awe.
If the engine’s power was insufficient, no problem—just replace it with one taken from Mo Ni. If the mech’s speed was too slow, add two auxiliary engines to its legs and high-strength impact gears to its soles. Install a guide device on the main engine nozzle on its back to provide supplementary power when needed.
If accuracy was lacking, that was fine too—remove the original close-combat arm and replace it with a highly precise shooting arm, greatly improving accuracy. However, the resulting weight issue posed a challenge. Fortunately, the main chassis still had plenty of armor plates he could use. After removing half of the armor, the weight problem was solved.

Within seven days, Kurokami managed to piece together a strange mecha in this dismantling factory. His unique design philosophy left everyone in awe. After all, whether it’s mechanical mechas or magic-powered mechas, they are all composed of the same core components: an engine, chassis, arms, legs, auxiliary backpacks, and a central control system. Each component varies significantly depending on the environment it operates in. Take arms, for example—those used for close combat need to be sturdy, durable, impact-resistant, and lightweight to withstand intense collisions and battles. However, due to frequent collisions and close-range combat, precision isn’t a major concern. In contrast, arms for long-range combat prioritize precision above all. To ensure accurate shooting from a distance, numerous support mechanisms are necessary, making the arm extremely bulky and significantly heavier than those used for close combat, while also reducing their strength and armor thickness. Similar distinctions exist in legs, torso design, and other components. Together, these differences create a huge gap between close-combat and shooting mechas. Kurokami’s design philosophy was to pair shooting capabilities with shooting mechas and close-combat capabilities with close-combat mechas—a standard setup that, though somewhat rigid, further amplified the disparity between the two types of mechas. As Kurokami heard in the dismantling factory, from a distance of 2,000 meters, close-combat mechas lack precision in their arms, so even with advanced weapons, their shots miss repeatedly, allowing shooting mechas to easily dominate them. But once they get close, the thin armor and heavy frames of shooting mechas can’t stand a chance against close-combat mechas. This is the well-known human theory of mecha classification. Yet, Kurokami’s actions over those seven days completely overturned this widely accepted theory. No engine, no matter how powerful, can be infinite. What Kurokami did was maximize the mecha’s capabilities within the limits of its engine power. Using Moni’s powerful engine, he combined an old shooting mecha’s main cockpit and torso. Its left arm was a lightweight, close-combat-specific assault armor, while its right arm featured a standard high-precision shooting setup. He also added auxiliary engines to the mecha’s legs and removed most of the armor to reduce weight. In the end, he created the mecha he needed.

A cheap machine that yet possesses the strength and speed of a close-combat unit, along with the precision and agility of a shooting unit—a true monster. Indeed, it’s a monster. After Kuroha demonstrated its capabilities, everyone had to admit this fact. Its highly precise right arm granted it terrifying accuracy; from a distance of 500 meters, it could continuously hit targets the size of wine bottles while moving at high speed. Meanwhile, its lightweight left arm, while helping to balance the machine’s weight, still retained the powerful attacking force of a close-combat unit. As for its legs equipped with auxiliary engines, they pushed the machine’s speed to extreme levels. The only drawback was its weak defense due to reduced armor. But in Kuroha’s eyes, this wasn’t a problem at all. After all, its legs with auxiliary engines could not only move at high speeds but also vibrate at high frequencies, allowing it to dodge bullets coming close by and making it harder for enemies to shoot. Coupled with his own piloting skills, Kuroha was even confident that no one could hit his core cockpit. That was enough… “Hehe… Haha… Hahahahahaha…” Looking at this massive machine before him, Kuroha’s gentle smile grew increasingly wide until he burst into loud laughter. His laughter grew louder and louder, causing the factory ceiling to vibrate. His long black hair trembled as well, showing a hint of… madness!?