Global Class Change: Mechanical Ascension, I Handcrafted a Two-Dimensional Foil

On the day everyone in the world changes class, people awaken to magic, swordsmanship, or summoning.

I awakened as the lowest-ranked mechanical repairman and was assigned to fix scrap metal at a junkyard.

Everyone laughed at me: Who still messes around with technology these days?

Until I built a steam engine, an internal combustion engine, an electromagnetic cannon...

Until I used a sniper rifle to shoot through the head of an S-rank prodigy...

Until I pulled a palm-sized silver foil sheet out in front of the whole world...

In that battle, the space within a five-kilometer radius was compressed into a painting.

The allied forces were completely wiped out, and legendary mages fell to their knees, trembling.

A System warning rang out: "Dimensional strike weapon detected. Server restarting soon..."

The whole world went mad: "What on earth is he holding?!"

I took a drag of my cigarette and said calmly:

"This is called a two-dimensional foil. Don't panic, this is only the beginner version."

They called me scrap metal. I showed them that beyond scrap metal lies a sea of stars.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.