Transmigrated into a useless female in interstellar space, she won big by picking up an SSS-level be

Regular mechs are designed for males, and they're definitely not as easy to operate as custom-designed mechs.

The technicians looked ashamed when they were asked the question.

"Princess, the admiral's mech needs to be repaired and reinforced with special materials, otherwise it will be damaged again. We have already applied to the base, and now we can only wait for the materials to be delivered."

"Princess, your mecha... has a very complex internal structure; we are still studying it."

Jiang Zhixia: "..."

Forgot, not every mechanic can repair their own custom mech.

...It sounded like Jiang Ting and I were two spendthrifts.

After returning from a battle, both of their dedicated mechs were broken.

Jiang Ting wasn't surprised at all.

The mechanics are right. His custom mecha is SS-grade, and even if it is repaired, it may be damaged again when faced with the impact of SSS-grade mental power.

Jiang Zhixia turned around and looked at the two silent mechs standing behind her, feeling somewhat conflicted.

By the time the ingredients arrived, the daylilies were already cold.

If you need to repair your own mecha, you have to find the person who designed it to do it in person...

and many more!

Suddenly, she thought of something, and her eyes lit up.

"Come here, all of you, and report the types and quantities of materials you need."

The technicians were puzzled, but they still dutifully recited the answer.

Jiang Zhixia recorded everything in her personal terminal without missing a single word. After they finished speaking, she carefully calculated it and smiled with satisfaction.

She turned around, grabbed Jiang Ting's wrist, and started walking away.

"Come with me."

Jiang Ting saw what she was doing, and although he didn't quite understand, he still followed her away.

In a corner of the maintenance area, there is a vacant lot where miscellaneous items are piled up.

Jiang Zhixia stopped there, turned around, and met Jiang Ting's eyes, which held a hint of inquiry.

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Zhixia raised her hand and pointed to herself.

"I need to teleport back to base to retrieve some materials!"

Jiang Ting's brows furrowed instantly.

Teleport?

Which system's function is it?

He had witnessed this amazing ability before, but...

"You can teleport with things in your pocket?"

Jiang Zhixia nodded vigorously, "That's right! Besides teleportation, the system also has a spatial function, which can only store items. I just calculated that the amount of materials needed to repair the mecha is more than enough if we bring them back in two trips!"

【…】

Deep within her consciousness, the system remained silent.

Jiang Zhixia even revealed all of her own abilities.

It often felt that if its physical form could be seen by someone other than the person it was bound to, she would absolutely hand it over for research without hesitation!

"Two trips?"

Jiang Ting's voice deepened, "Didn't you say that using any function of the system would damage you?"

"But you and I both need sturdy mechs for the battlefield." Jiang Zhixia raised her wrist and pointed to the time on the personal terminal to show him. "We don't have time. The transport team can't deliver materials from the base as fast as I can teleport. I can slowly recover from the wear and tear of using these functions."

Jiang Ting did not answer immediately.

She's right.

By the time the materials arrive and the repairs are completed, the fighting will probably have already started, and there won't be enough time.

He could barely use the spare mecha himself, but Jiang Zhixia…

Preventing her from playing is no longer an option.

Now that such monsters exist among the Zerg, her existence is crucial.

He remained silent for a long while.

"...Okay, I'll clear this area and wait for you to come back."

Jiang Zhixia immediately nodded: "Okay!"

She mentally tapped the system: "Did you hear that? Time to get to work."

I heard you!

The system is in a bind.

"Have you thought this through? You really want to use it?" it muttered as it activated its teleportation function. "I'm warning you beforehand, don't blame me if you get exhausted!"

In its view, Jiang Zhixia had been fighting on the battlefield for two whole days, under high mental stress, and hadn't rested much at all.

Now that we've finally had a chance to rest, we have to use our energy to activate the teleportation function again, which might exhaust us.

"I know, locate it quickly!"

[...Locate the base, get ready.]

The system sighed and began to mobilize energy.

"Wait!" Jiang Zhixia suddenly called out to it, then thought for a moment, "Stop locating the base, turn on your radar and locate the high-luck individual, Mo Chenyuan!"

System: [Why?]

Jiang Zhixia analyzed logically, "Mo Chenyuan is definitely in the equipment area. I need to ask him how to repair the custom mecha. The materials are also in the equipment area, so this is the fastest way! Hurry up, we're in a rush!"

【……OK.】

With a "beep" from the system, the teleportation function was activated.

Jiang Zhixia stood still, and a faint light began to emanate from her body.

The light grew stronger and stronger, and her head became increasingly dizzy.

It's probably due to energy loss.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned around and smiled slightly at the man behind her who had a furrowed brow.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

After he finished speaking, the light suddenly shone brightly.

Jiang Ting closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again; the light had already dissipated.

There was no one in front of him anymore.

Jiang Ting looked at the open space and pinched the bridge of his nose.

She clearly didn't feel well just now.

As expected, the so-called "system" still couldn't be allowed to remain inside her body.

...Under what circumstances can that thing be taken out?

……

Inside the Imperial Base.

Since the main force departed for the battlefield, the entire base has become much quieter.

Mo Chenyuan was very satisfied with this.

Most of the mechanics went to the battlefield, leaving only him, the old professor, and a few others to guard the maintenance area.

He can focus on his own work without any distractions, and no one is urging him to do so.

At this moment, two blueprints were spread out in front of Mo Chenyuan.

One is an armed mech adapted for most females; this was a mission assigned by the imperial princess.

This was used to save his life.

The other image is a design drawing of a more sophisticated military robot after improvements.

This is for exchanging for money.

This thing is worth three billion.

Mo Chenyuan memorized the numbers and became even more serious.

Suddenly, he froze.

A surge of violence rose from the depths of his heart, climbing up his nerves, and his once calm mind was now filled with uncontrollable rage.

His animalistic instincts grew increasingly restless, a burning desire coursing through his body.

He frowned deeply.

Again.

He let out a long sigh of relief and reached for an inhibitor from the side.

As the cool liquid was injected into the bloodstream, the restlessness during the susceptible period was forcibly suppressed, leaving only the fatigue caused by the side effects.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the medicine to take full effect.