Reborn as a prince of mixed dwarf and human blood, Lin Yan became an outcast among his own people. While everyone else trained in martial arts and magic, he buried himself in restoring goblin technology that had been extinct for ten thousand years.
His clansmen mocked him. “A useless good-for-nothing who can't cultivate, tinkering with scrap metal!”
But he quietly etched magic runes into gun barrels and used formulas for magic and martial arts to optimize his power cores.
When the orcs invaded and the royal capital teetered on the brink of falling, he led a torrent of steel onto the battlefield, crushing everything with the overwhelming might of technology combined with magic.
And when he faced the divine punishment of annihilation sent down by the gods, the mecha behind him actually entered meditation on its own. Runes swirled around it as it absorbed the vast divine power of the world.
“Sorry,”
Lin Yan said with a smile as he watched the stunned gods. “It seems my mecha is... better at... cultivating than you are.”
