My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 360 - 306: Your Swarm Sacrifices Every Moment, While Our Empire’s Mecha Are Endless

And now it seems evident that it failed to suppress the rebellion. Their team was ambushed by former comrades, and even its core was torn out.

It appears that in the war with the Insect Race, those insects were unable to completely kill the soul of the Fearless Mecha. The Fearless Mecha could upload their soul data in unfavorable situations and then directly detonate their reserve hidden energy.

However, when fighting against the rebellious Fearless Mecha, this was not possible. The Rebel Army must have a means to prevent the Fearless Mecha from uploading their soul, so this old Mecha, yearning for farm life, should be truly dead.

Otherwise, it wouldn't appear in Xue Dili's Consciousness Space.

Soon, Xue Dili welded a half-finished mechanical arm for it and said, "Try it out?"

The Fearless Mecha was silent for a moment, then the mechanical arm began to slowly rotate and move, seemingly performing well.

"19 control lines, you cold-soldered 4, causing me to lose control when moving up and down, and you welded one wrong; just now I almost short-circuited," the Fearless Mecha commented.

Xue Dili: "..."

It's my first time learning to weld, it's normal to have problems, right...

Xue Dili immediately started to rewire, spending a long time before finally completing all the welding without any cold soldering issues, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Then the Fearless Mecha began operating the mechanical arm and said, "Not bad, the magic product technology in your world is not that bad."

After speaking, it didn't need Xue Dili's help. It began using the mechanical arm to sort out its own circuitry. The mechanical arm was welded to its shell by Xue Dili, so it didn't fear it falling off.

An external camera was also added, allowing it to see behind itself and control the mechanical arm to repair itself.

Xue Dili could only do this much; a medical student, after spending the entire day welding and attaching the mechanical arm, had reached his limit.

If he were to fix more areas, he honestly couldn't do it. That's how science and engineering are; if you don't know, you just don't know. Like his medical studies, it's not as if you can just submit a random paper and graduate, then go perform surgeries in the ward; otherwise, it would be treating patients as guinea pigs.

And after beginning to repair himself, the Fearless Mecha casually asked, "Would you be willing to help me? If I wanted to return to the Empire, to support my country and my farm."

Xue Dili: "..."

Back then, you were just an agricultural Mecha, that farm wasn't yours; you're acting as if you were the farm's owner.

Thinking of this, Xue Dili refused to help, and he didn't want to get involved in this civil war between dovish and hawkish Mecha.

Although the Fearless Mecha didn't say much, Xue Dili could still guess. Each Mecha's life after retirement was different, leading to vastly different attitudes.

Some Mechas, like it, perhaps found a good occupation after retirement and formed a new family, naturally embraced with hope for life, loving the post-retirement farm and family.

Then there might be those not as lucky, living in families with an alcoholic father, a deceased mother, and a girl who wouldn't be dissuaded from wanting to form a band, getting the camera smashed by beer cans every day, or even threatened with forced dismantling, finally rebelling out of sheer frustration.

After all, Mechas like them have independent intelligence and thinking capabilities; treating them as independent magical beings is more appropriate.

The Rebel Army must be thinking, "Did we fight so hard killing bugs for such a shitty life after the war ended?"

So, gathering Mechas like themselves, they called out slogans like "Are the lords and princes of the Empire uniquely born?" and rebelled.

Why would Xue Dili involve himself in this mess?

Moreover, these rebellious Mecha only killed the aristocracy. They corralled civilians to work for 10 hours a day, allowing a day off every two days. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Honestly, even if Xue Dili went there, he wouldn't know who to help. Both the Empire and the Rebel Army seemed more humane; there was nothing exceptionally unbearable, so he decided not to go at all and just stay home drinking beer.