My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 361 - 307: The Super Iron Curtain Is a Pig

In reality, the main issue is that these two factions, though now fighting tooth and nail, ultimately still adhere to a certain code of martial ethics. Even the Rebel Army's mechas have only gone as far as eliminating nobility.

For civilians, both the Empire and the Rebel Army share the same stance, which is: "Hide and make parts for the front lines, and as long as you don't cause a fuss, you'll be fine."

So, during this rebellion, even for the civilians in occupied territories, life is still bearable. At most, they just need to help manufacture parts for the Rebel Army's mechas and repair them.

After all, this rebellion involves over a billion mechas. Even the ones repurposed for agriculture are forcibly armed and sent back to the front lines as cannon fodder. The Empire's battlefront is likely on the brink of collapse.

It's possible that by now, the Rebel Army has taken over the Empire, and they have already dragged the Emperor to a guillotine at the entrance of a vegetable market?

In the actual flow of time, it should have been some time since the death of this Fearless Mecha.

So even if it manages to repair itself and head home to defend the Empire, the Empire might be long gone. What they'd likely find is a new nation established by the Rebel Army on the Empire's ruins.

This time, Xue Dili won't help or hinder as long as the Rebel Army maintains this stance.

After getting a mechanical arm and external camera, the Fearless Mecha finally seems to come alive. It begins sorting through its thousand-plus wires, categorizing them one by one.

Meanwhile, Xue Dili places all the parts scavenged from the robotics club within reach of its mechanical arm. The Fearless Mecha selects and assembles materials without being stingy, ready to use whatever is available.

"Brother, are you really unwilling to help the Empire? The Empress is the most beautiful woman in the world, known as the Cake Queen, and her Princess is even more heavenly. If you are willing to help the Empire, some of our old comrades would gladly unite with the aforementioned Emperor to arrange a marriage between the Imperial Princess and you." The Fearless Mecha attempts to entice Xue Dili from another angle.

Xue Dili: "..."

Aren't you feudal Empires something? Even in the interstellar age, the first thought is still to seek peace and win over external forces through marriage?

Damn it!

Xue Dili wanted to retort, about to say, "Let your Empress and Princess both ascend the guillotine," but seeing this old soldier, still repairing itself and trying to counterattack even in a foreign land, he refrained from uttering such insulting words.

Though a staunch feudal warrior, the soul of this mecha harbors a simple value—that the Empire gave it life, so these old soldiers must protect the Empire well.

Just like how they were created to eliminate the Insect Race.

Xue Dili decided to stay out of this simple value system.

He decisively refused, "This internal rebellion within your Empire is not my concern. If it were during your Empire's war with the insect swarm, I'd definitely lend a hand."

"Is that so? What a pity," the Fearless Mecha noted upon realizing Xue Dili's strength, hence the invitation. However, with Xue Dili's clear refusal, it no longer insists.

Furthermore, Xue Dili was puzzled by this robot's notion of "the most beautiful woman." He didn't believe mechas and humans shared the same aesthetics, suspecting that its version of the most beautiful woman could be a heavily modified cyborg wrapped head-to-toe in bulletproof armor.

The Consciousness Space was reduced to the sound of welding guns and soldering irons as the mecha selectively attached parts from other machinic sources onto itself.

As for the welding guns and soldering irons, they too were scavenged by Xue Dili from the club. In the Consciousness Space, he converted Magic Power Crystals into household electricity using an inverter to provide power.

There is already existing technology for this, known as photovoltaic power generation. Xue Dili merely set up a complete photovoltaic power system, replacing the solar cells with Magic Power Crystals for energy.

Thus, with the mechanical arm, it can repair itself without requiring Xue Dili's frequent intervention.

"You go ahead with your repairs. Let me know if you're missing any materials, and I'll get them for you. I'm heading home now," Xue Dili said.

"Alright, thank you for your assistance, brother. The Empire will surely remember your contribution." The mechanical arm saluted in a peculiar manner.

Xue Dili had grown indifferent toward those matters. After a bit more casual chatting, he also exited the Consciousness Space.

...

Back home, it was the last day of the holiday. The kids were initially thrilled about Xue Dili's long break, but after spending so much time together, they were no longer as excited and had now entered a rebellious phase, each doing their own thing.

Xue Dili shrugged; it was normal. So he didn't disturb the kids engrossed in their activities and returned to his bedroom alone.

Having spent the entire day preparing materials and tools for the Fearless Mecha, Xue Dili finally had time to review the intelligence concerning the Fearless Empire.

One reason Xue Dili was unwilling to help was that the Empire's current Emperor was foolish.

There was no derogatory intent in his assertion; purely a factual statement, the reigning Emperor of the Empire truly was a fool.

The kind of Emperor who'd reward the Empire's Fearless Mechas with "cake."