Disregarding the other two's shock, Drai requested a further weight increase.
"Please triple it, sir."
Drai's words pulled the staff back to the present, after which he hurriedly replied, "I'm afraid I cannot do that, Mr. Drai."
"Huh, why? Do you not trust my judgment? This is still lightweight for me—look."
Drai then hopped a few centimeters, causing the entire reinforced floor to tremble when he landed, startling the others there.
"See? I'm not overestimating myself," he added.
"The problem doesn't lie with you, Mr. Drai," Ailem suddenly chimed in. "Your weight request exceeds what this machine can handle, which is approximately six hundred tons."
"Aww, really? That's too bad—I was hoping to finally find out my carry limit."
"The official term we use for that is 'load index', and actually, we can still measure your load index with a better machine at the advanced testing area."
