From the Start, I Had a Scrap Yard; I Found a Satellite and Turned It into a Mecha

Would anyone still do scientific research in a country that uses threats to force others to hand over their belongings? Sooner or later Kingdom

This novel is very well written. Don't write it again. Just treat it as your final novel.

As a good young man, when you see something that is suspected to be a satellite or a space shuttle, you don't call the police but actually keep it private! You have to say that it is reasonable for ordinary farmers who really don't recognize them to pick up and sell the scraps, but you even guessed that they might be satellites or space shuttles and still keep it for yourself.

The spacecraft was shielded and the signal was lost. I happened to find a man locally who could create a powerful signal-jamming instrument. My first thought was to ask him to help modify the signal receiver.

I said that at the beginning it can be said that the protagonist is unaware, but later on it becomes a little bit of knowing the law and breaking the law.

Big data is different. AI collects a bunch of keywords and sentences. The article I drafted was worse than the composition written by a primary school student.

What a shame, after reading more than 40 chapters, no mecha appeared.

Which country is the protagonist from? When something like a satellite falls down, it gives you time to reform it?

This ** can't write a book, oh, write about a policeman and a policewoman, go to hell with it, everyone, don't read this **, book, damn it, but fuck those people, here are the old routines from hundreds of years ago

Did he use a magnetic levitation saucer to recover it? Otherwise there would be no traces?