I Sell Lunch Boxes in the Survival Game

A crazy pervert × cold-hearted but warm-hearted little naive.

Transmigrated to the interstellar era, Ming Mei chose a job where she could lie down with her eyes closed to live a peaceful lif...

Chapter 395 Possessing but experiencing nothing

However, the S-class mecha alone wouldn't have caused such a big commotion tonight.

Besides being a powerful weapon like a mecha, it was also handcrafted by a mecha master from the Federation.

Furthermore, her uncles had added some extremely powerful weapons that the research institute had not disclosed.

S-class mechs.

Federal manufacturing.

An undisclosed weapon with extremely high destructive power.

None of these three words could pass the central satellite's starport check normally.

If this fell into the hands of an unknown person and was brought into the Central Star, they couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Even if it were Mingmei herself, she had to sign a bunch of documents before leaving, and a mini alarm was installed on the mecha's space button. Even if she were taken back, she couldn't just "run wild" on the central star.

As an "outsider" without a Central Star residency permit, she can only rent her starship for daily travel instead of buying it. She might as well wait until her summer vacation to take out her mecha from the starport and drive it home.

oh.

No, if she flies straight back to Hualan Star, she might get caught by their army en route. _(:3」∠)_

To do this, she first needs to go back to Hualan Star to register her mecha.

However, remembering the warning from the Imperial Starport staff—that her mecha's special weapons might limit its movement to a very small area—she hesitated.

To protect some data that cannot be disclosed for the time being, her mecha will most likely be limited to flying orders.

This mecha... it seems like it exists, but then again, it doesn't.