The moment Lin Ye’s heart is pierced by the symbiotic gear, he hears every gear in the universe turning backward
“Balancers? They’re just pigs fattened up by the Main Gear for slaughter!”
The day the star tracks exploded into shards of light, the burly man bit down on three teeth and hurled his amnesia-proof helmet at the Main Gear’s band of light. Zero’s mechanical arm clattered as its mutinous code carried traces of the welds Lin Ye had once repaired. The white cat’s collar flashed the final coordinates, its pawprints stained with the blood of the old leader of the Moon-Eroding Cats. Even the navigation device A Jie had broken suddenly shrieked, bloody words flashing across the screen: “He never left. He’s waiting in the star tracks for us to flip the table!”
The Main Gear Alliance is hiding a shocking scam: their so-called “balance” means grinding countless versions of Lin Ye into energy sources. The Devourer’s lair is nothing but their garbage dump, and even the Chaos Fragments contain brainwashed rebels locked away inside!
But this band of lunatics is determined to defy fate:
They roast skewers over the embers of the End Core, using the skewers to expose the Cleaners’ disguises;
They smear the Moon-Eroding Cat’s drool on the boundary-blade, using its pawprint as the code to break the deadlock;
They even feed the Main Gear’s core a soup of bitter memories and sweet recollections, forcing it to spit out every Lin Ye it has devoured!
“If we can’t find him, we’ll dismantle the star tracks and put them back together!”
When the Find-Lin-Ye’s engine roars to life, blazing with the golden light of the symbiotic gear, the whole universe should know:
You want to mess with our people? First ask whether the burly man’s skewers are hot, whether Zero’s mechanical arm is strong, and whether the key beneath the white cat’s paw can rip the star tracks apart
After all, only a revenge that can make even gods flip the table deserves to be called a damn adventure!
