I Became a Genius Mechanic at the Academy – Chapter 43

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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By the time the ‘Stress and Sleep Management’ class ended, it was already night.

The third period ended at 10 PM.

But even though it was 10 PM, the temperature outside was still sweltering.

Every breath felt suffocating, and every step brought waves of heat rising from the ground.

It was all because the damn sun set so late.

‘I’m sure the game’s setting is Europe.’

Before I possessed this body, I had traveled to Europe with the money I earned from my part-time job.

And it was summer then, and the European summer was exactly like this.

The sun was still shining brightly even at 8 PM.

“There’s a reason why the schedule is so messed up.”

So, there was a reason for the academy’s schedule arrangement.

The two-hour gap between classes was intended for taking a shower, enjoying a refreshing drink, and re-energizing.

They had to give such long breaks to prevent students from collapsing during the next class.

“Phew…”

Anyway, as I grumbled about the murderous weather and walked, I arrived at the dormitory before I knew it.

Now, I just had to go up to my rooftop room on the 7th floor, but of course, I had no intention of walking up.

I had installed a ‘Short-Range Teleportation Magic Tool’ in my room for times like this.

So, I went to the backyard of the dormitory, made sure no one was around, and knocked three times in a row on a brick with a mark that only I could recognize.

Then, the spell activated, and I was instantly transported to my rooftop room.

The scenery changed in an instant, and my room, which was under renovation, came into view.

“Weeeooong~!”

And Fix was in the room.

Because he was doing the ‘construction’ I had instructed him to do.

“Fix, I’m home.”

“Weeeooong~!”

The moment he saw me, he diligently rolled his wheels and greeted me.

When I patted his steel head, the excited fellow started spinning around.

Then, he proudly displayed his work on the screen, saying, ‘Look at what I’ve done!’

“Oh. You did it perfectly?! Good job.”

What Fix had done while I was in class?

It was remodeling the outdated interior of the room.

There were still traces of the room being used as a storage room here and there.

After all, this attic had been converted from a storage room to a dormitory in just two weeks.

It was about two weeks before the entrance ceremony when Elena accepted me as her disciple and hurriedly pushed for me to become an academy student, so the work had started from then.

So, this room was almost the same as the dormitory of an F-class student.

There was no particular problem with living here, but… I somehow didn’t want to be here?

I kept wondering if this was really a place to rest.

With my personality, living in such a place was impossible.

“Now, shall we finish it up?”

“Weeeooong~!”

Fortunately, I had Fix.

A state-of-the-art AI robotic arm that could conduct research on its own, and he was helping me.

Thanks to that, Fix had done a significant part of the remodeling while I was away.

He had removed all the outdated things like the shabby wallpaper and rotten wood in the house and had done the basic framework by himself, using steel pipes.

And this was what Fix had done on the first day of the remodeling.

Now, on the 16th day of remodeling, he had completed everything from leveling the floor, woodworking, internal and external insulation, wood framing, plasterboard, insulated windows, mesh work, finishing materials, and tiling.

In other words, once the wallpapering was done, the basic construction would be finished.

“Wallpapering is best when it’s neat.”

Soon, Fix and I wallpapered the entire house with pure white wallpaper.

With my Dexterous Hands skill at level 3 and Fix’s assistance, the wallpapering was finished quickly.

“Now, if I just remodel the bathroom a bit more… and install the lighting and furniture, it will be done.”

Sixteen days after entering the dormitory, it had finally become a proper house.

Except for the small size, it was a luxurious room no less than that of any high-ranking noble.

And it had been reborn in a modern style.

“Fix, good job. Let’s get some rest now.”

“Weeeooong~!”

Working was the best way to lift my spirits.

I immediately went to the shower room, took a quick shower, and took out the beer keg I had put in the refrigerator, poured it into a glass, and drank.

The taste was pure bliss.

-Ding.

And I turned on the air conditioner.

The highlight of my healing.

On a tropical night like this, with a cold shower and a cool beer, the trinity wouldn’t be complete without the air conditioner.

I threw myself onto the soft bed and enjoyed the cool air from the air conditioner.

This was the life.

“……”

However, unintentionally, my mind recalled what had happened earlier.

When I was putting Isabella to sleep during the third period.

The past moment I had recalled was still vivid.

The memory of the last time I sent Isabella off.

It was just one of the routes in the game, but why was it so vivid as if I had actually experienced it?

Was it because I had possessed this game?

My heart ached.

I felt a strong will welling up from deep within me, a will that didn’t want to experience such a moment again.

“Ugh, damn game.”

Come to think of it, all the heroines in this game met tragic ends.

Enya had a corruption ending, and even if I went for the proper ending, she would eventually die protecting me.

And Elena, well, it was pointless to even mention her.

“The Princess…”

Was she really a heroine?

She was such a fickle character that even I, a veteran of this game, didn’t understand her well.

Still, with so many variables in this playthrough, I might be able to uncover the Princess’ secrets that I hadn’t known before.

“…In the end, I just need to become stronger.”

There was no need to think complicatedly.

In the end, all these problems could be solved if I became overwhelmingly strong.

Of course, I couldn’t protect everyone by myself, so I also had to pay attention to maximizing the potential of the NPCs.

If I trained them the wrong way, I might end up with a crappy ending like ‘Corrupted Enya.’

However, since I had thoroughly crushed Max in this playthrough, I could probably put that worry aside.

“Speaking of Max, that bastard…”

He had chosen me as his opponent for the ‘sparring practice’ in Professor Gracia’s class next week.

I wanted to check the performance of the suit anyway, so I was glad that he would be a good combat power gauge.

“He’ll be made into a specimen again, will he be okay?”

Max.

He had been preserved in the educational video titled [Tactics to Overturn a Disadvantage – Luring Tactics].

In the duel between me and Max, where everyone expected me to lose due to the overwhelming difference in power, the instructors and professors were deeply impressed by my strategy of luring the opponent into a cave and winning.

As a result, it was a national rule to play the video of Max’s defeat in classes related to strategy.

There was no better example of overcoming an overwhelming power difference and winning with luring tactics.

Because of that, Max had earned the nickname ‘Max Dies Again,’ and it was said that he was waiting for the day he could have a rematch with me.

But now that the suit was almost complete, it would only create another dark history for him.

“Now, the outdoor classes will begin in earnest.”

While most of the classes so far had been theoretical, from the third week, we would gradually go out into the field for practical training.

The Imperial Academy was founded with the Emperor’s vision of ‘conquering the wasteland.’ Its purpose was to cultivate talents capable of realizing that ambition. To prepare, we had to gain practical experience by facing the monsters expected to emerge from the wasteland.

“Sigh…This means I can’t stay still again.”

Thinking about the series of events that would unfold in the future, I couldn’t stand it.

Max was grinding his teeth against me, and a dangerous outdoor class was scheduled, so I couldn’t just lie in bed and enjoy the air conditioning.

I should continue my research on ‘magic engineering weapons.’

“Fix, let’s go to the lab. We don’t have classes tomorrow anyway.”

“Weeeooong~!”

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It’s clear that being an engineer suits me.

As soon as I entered the lab and started researching, the fatigue that had been weighing me down disappeared like a lie.

Developing new weapons was so much fun.

Especially this sticky liquid in the test tube.

This liquid would be useful in future battles.

This liquid, created through a combination of various spells and genetic modification of Ungoliant’s spiderweb, was perfect for immobilizing enemies.

Unless it was a medium-risk monster of level 4 or higher, most monsters wouldn’t be able to move against this ‘genetically modified spiderweb.’

“Hmm… there’s a lot to develop in the future.”

However, this ‘genetically modified spiderweb’ was just the beginning.

There were countless special weapons I had to make in the future.

The most representative example was this black cloak made of special material.

This enormous cloak, which would be built into the back of the Devil Suit, was developed for a smoother landing on the ground when flying at high altitudes.

You know, that hobby called ‘0% injury rate, 100% mortality rate,’ right?

It’s commonly referred to as wingsuiting.

This cloak could be seen as an upgraded version of the wingsuit.

‘And it’s visually much more upgraded than that.’

Also, this cloak was designed in the shape of giant demon wings to maintain the concept of the ‘Devil Suit.’

When spread out to the sides, it measured a whopping 4 meters.

If this cloak was spread out in broad daylight, one could see the spectacle of a giant demon wing’s shadow covering the ground.

“Devil Suit version 1… is almost complete.”

As such, the Devil Suit was a suit that maximized utility.

Flight, infiltration, manipulation, containment, stealth, and so on, maximizing mobility and utility was the beauty of this suit.

So, the ‘Titanium Alloy Plasma Gauntlets’ would be replaced with other gauntlets.

To fly perfectly like Iron Man, I needed repulsors that acted as jet engines, not plasma bullets fired from the palms of my hands.

Then, where would the Plasma Gauntlets be used?

I looked at the pile of blueprints on the table.

Among the dozens of blueprints stacked here and there, what caught my eye was the blueprint for a super shotgun (double-barreled shotgun).

The blueprint for a weapon designed solely for killing and destruction.

“Doom Suit.”

And I murmured the name of another version of the suit I was designing to wipe out the demons.

The suit that focused solely on firepower to rip and tear demons.

I didn’t know when the development of this suit would be completed, but one thing was certain: when all the blueprints I envisioned were implemented, the demons would fear me.

From that point on, it won’t be them massacring humans…it’ll be me massacring them.

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