The Mech Touch novel Chapter 1152

Ves struck when Axelar was asleep. While his resting mind still reveled in the cocktail of chemicals that continuously entered his blood stream, the drugs he tended to take during his sleep were fairly mellow.

With Axelar asleep and sedated with his sleep-inducing stimulants, Ves stopped hiding his presence.

After a lengthy pause, he stopped hesitating on what he was about to do. Whether it worked or not, there was no harm in trying. The only way that Axelar would stop partaking in drugs and do something productive in his life was if Ves intervened directly!

To that end, Ves decided to see if he could take over Axelar’s body.

"I’m a Journeyman now. My Spirituality and consciousness is much stronger than before!"

While Axelar was a very talented mech pilot, his mind was constantly in a mush. Even if he was sober, he could never contend against Ves on a spiritual level.

While normally Ves would never think that something like this would work on other people, it was different when he directly shared the same space as Axelar’s consciousness.

"I’m already within the fortress of his mind."

Taking over a castle from within! Many of the constraints that made it impossible for Ves to affect the minds of other people no longer applied in this case.

"Let’s see if my guess is right."

Ves concentrated his consciousness and exerted his considerable Spirituality. He extended his spiritual energy and formed them into numerous tentacles.

He then spread them outwards from his consciousness and attached them to various points in Axelar’s largely empty mind.

"Let me take over your body!" Ves mentally cried.

His method was very rough and unrefined. As soon as his tentacles connected to Axelar’s mind and body, an overwhelming amount of unconscious stimuli and impulses overwhelmed Ves’ consciousness!

"Damnit! It’s too much!"

Even if Ves drew back on the connections he formed with Axelar’s mind, he still couldn’t cope with the intense flood of irrelevant data! It was as if every single cell in Axelar’s body cried out for his personal attention!

"Damnit, this isn’t working!"

Ves didn’t give up, though. He refined the connections and filtered more and more useless data from entering his consciousness.

The goal of his efforts was to establish something akin to the man-machine connection between a mech pilot and a mech!

Yet the man-man connection that Ves sloppily tried to form did not take shape.

"Is it because my brain isn’t wired right?" He wondered.

Perhaps if Ves was a mech pilot, then he would have been able to succeed in this method. As it was, no matter how much Ves restricted the data, he couldn’t filter out nearly enough to exert any control on Axelar.

The first method failed.

"I guess it’ll never work as long as I’m not a mech pilot."

He tried the second method next. Instead of forming a connection with Axelar’s mind and body in an attempt to ’pilot’ him like a mech, Ves instead decided to take a more dangerous course of action.

He bunched up his consciousness and concentrated his thoughts. He tried to emulate Venerable Foster’s domineering force of will.

It was a bit more difficult than Ves expected. His advancement to Journeyman transformed much of his spiritual energy from a malleable gaseous state into a fixed crystalline design seed.

Even if his total spiritual strength had increased, the proportion that he could mold in other shapes was limited!

"It’s as if my spiritual development is fixed ever since I advanced to Journeyman!"

That was an unwelcome piece of news to him. His dreams of imitating the full range of abilities of high-ranking mech pilots had been dashed.

A human can only be a mech pilot or a mech designer, but not both.

Perhaps this rule was not as rigid in the lower ranks, but once someone advanced to expert pilot or Journeyman Mech Designer, their development trajectory no longer deviated!

"Nothing is impossible in the galaxy, though." Ves cautioned himself. "There’s probably at least one exception to the rule, though I’ve never heard about it before."

In any case, Ves did not fall under these rare exceptions, so his ability to emulate Venerable Foster’s force of will was a bit weaker than before.

"Even if it’s weaker, it should still be strong enough for my purposes."

Ves doubted his chances if he was up against a genuine expert pilot, but Axelar was far from matching the mental fortitude of a demigod.

In fact, Axelar’s mind couldn’t be anymore weaker! All the recreational stimulants and decadence that the scion of the Streon clan partook him wore away any semblance of discipline. The only strong belief that this wastrel possessed was his desire to perpetually try out more and more formulas!

"A consciousness as weak as yours is begging to be taken advantage of! You can’t blame anyone but yourself for what I’m about to do!"

Ves surrounded his consciousness with his emulated force of will. It kind of resembled an expert that surrounded itself with a resonating energy field.

He then slowly moved his consciousness closer to the depths of Axelar’s mind. He did so until his consciousness brushed up against the core consciousness of his host.

What Ves was about to do at this point was very dangerous!

"Let’s see if this works!"

With a violent mental heave, Ves’ consciousness dove against Axelar’s core consciousness and tried to bump it aside!

It didn’t budge!

"Damnit, it’s anchored somehow."

While the violent collision didn’t result in the desired effect, Axelar’s core consciousness did seem to get close to shaking loose.

"Maybe I need to exert more force."