Max-Level Player Switches Careers to Build Mechs in Space

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▍Blurb:

Shen Que transmigrated into the full-dive game "Stardust Summit," becoming a cannon-fodder apprentice at a mecha guild on a poverty-stricken planet.

His net worth was negative, and the guild was destitute. At home, he also had a beautiful wife he'd picked up and now had to support.

The other man's body was covered in wounds, both large and small. He lifted his gorgeous eyes, made all the more breathtaking by anger, and glared at Shen Que with icy severity.

Shen Que froze.

A man...?!

Wait, long hair, blue eyes, and that unmistakable, ridiculously good-looking character model. Wasn't this Lai Er, the game's final boss, who eventually turned into a bloodthirsty monster?

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As a max-level player who knew the locations of all the rare materials, Shen Que started trying to support his family.

He joined a mercenary group to hunt star beasts.

He went to the black market to auction materials.

He squeezed in time to cram for mecha studies and prepare for the interstellar military academy entrance exam.

Before long, the poor and silent mecha guild had become a rising star in the Imperial Capital, and big shots from all over the galaxy came knocking.

The young master of Imperial Capital Star offered a fortune: "One billion star coins. Become my personal mecha engineer."

A Federation general came in person: "I've already applied for a Federation Assistance Medal, so when will the next batch of photon-gun-resistant star beasts arrive?"

An interstellar pirate climbed through the window on a covert visit: "When will the ship be fixed? You can have everything in the treasure chest we opened this time."

Once Shen Que had earned enough money, the wounded freeloader at home had finally recovered, too. Delighted, Shen Que prepared to send him on his way. But just as Shen Que put the agreement he'd drafted to sever their ties on the table,

the man's eyes darkened for an instant. His eyes reddened, and one hand clamped down hard on Shen Que's slender waist. His usually cool and elegant face wore a chillingly crazed expression.

"Shen Que, are you dumping me so you can run off with that good friend of yours?"

He spoke each word with cold, heavy emphasis.

The hand on Shen Que's waist slowly tightened.

Shen Que finally understood.

This thing had stopped trying to kill him, but now he wanted to top him!

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The Empire's Seventh Prince, Ji Huaixue, was framed, his mental strength damaged, and bound to an apprentice mecha engineer from an unknown planet who was a perverted lovesick fool.

At first, to fool the people after him, he endured the humiliation of staying by this man named Shen Que, spending every day plotting to kill him.

Then one day, the man changed.

He started leaving early and coming home late. He worried about Ji Huaixue's injuries and brought him interesting little trinkets as if presenting precious treasures.

Shen Que really had changed. He was cheerful and smiled easily. Even listening to him speak had become a pleasure.

And as more and more men and women appeared around him, Ji Huaixue's resentment and irritation grew stronger and stronger.

Day after day, Ji Huaixue grew stronger, until the day he could finally return to the Empire. Suddenly, he didn't want to leave.

His cool, innocent demeanor was an act. His true nature was calculating and cold. But if this man liked it, he could keep up the act for the rest of his life.

1v1, cool and sinister acting emperor top x cheerful bottom who only wants to make money, turning each other gay.

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Pei Yang transmigrated into a novel. That very night, he woke up in bed with five half-dressed men.

When he saw the undisguised murderous intent in their eyes, he finally realized that he'd transmigrated into an interstellar ABO novel.

He had become the cannon-fodder Seventh Prince, a Beta who angrily married five Alphas after failing to differentiate. In the end, the five villainous big shots threw him into the star beast forest to be fed to the monkeys.

Pei Yang: "..."

Even a monkey's life matters.

Wasn't living a lie-flat life better? Why spend every day matching wits with five men?

Personal knight: "Your Highness, the prince of Baixu Star has invited you to tea."

Pei Yang casually removed one of the mecha's arms. "Tell him to stop poisoning people and get something done, or he'll age faster."

The Third Prince of Baixu Star, who had just added some arsenic to the tea: "..."

How did he know?

Personal knight: "Your Highness, the young heir of the Chancellor's family wants to take you sword dancing."

Pei Yang admired the ion cannon he'd just finished. "Tell him there's no point showing off his third-rate skills. If he's got time, he should work on his abs."

The Chancellor's heir, who had just planned to charm Pei Yang with his sword dancing: "..."

W-who doesn't have abs?!

Personal knight: "Your Highness, Young Master Qi invites you to a mecha engineering seminar."

Pei Yang, who'd hit a wall in his mecha engineering work, replied, "Accepted!"

At the seminar, Pei Yang took on the whole room by himself and nearly turned the place upside down.

Qi Luochu, a fallen young noble who'd planned to run away, thought: "..."

Why do I feel like an illiterate?

There were also a Federation diplomat, an Imperial general, and one fiance after another eyeing Pei Yang covetously.

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A genius mecha engineer had made headlines on Imperial Capital Star. He had invented all kinds of devices to defend against star beasts and improved the combat power of mecha at every level.

A StarNet news agency finally managed to interview him. He wore a mask that revealed only his smooth, fair chin.

The interview had just ended, and the camera was about to move away, when several messages flashed across his unlocked wrist computer.

[Fiance Harem Group (6)]

Green Tea, Enemy Prince: The weather has been turning cold. I have prepared some stomach-warming tea. Once you're done, A Yang, might you come have a cup?

No Abs, Chancellor's Heir: [Image] Eight-pack abs. Who said I didn't have abs?!

Illiterate, Qi Luochu: [Link] Your Highness, I've organized another mecha seminar. I hope you'll do me the honor of attending.

Old-School Diplomat: Matters between the Empire and Federation require careful discussion. Your Highness should discuss them with me in person.

Dad to Everyone, General: It's time for Your Highness's martial arts lesson. Be there on time.

All the citizens of the galaxy: Shocked.jpg

These contact names are something else.

No wonder the little red mole on this genius mecha engineer's chin looked so familiar. This is the Empire's lecherous Seventh Prince!

If they were seeing right, were these five big shots, all supposedly disgusted by the Seventh Prince, actually... courting him?

What a mess. (Pointing fingers)

Theme: Make your own way and provide for yourself.