In the qualifying competition, I piloted a scrapped mecha and was ridiculed by the entire competition as "moving scrap metal."
My old enemy clamored to kill me in three minutes.
Until I awakened [Rule Analysis], saw through the fatal weakness of his S-class mecha at a glance, and knocked him to the ground with one finger!
When the whole audience was in an uproar, my grandfather, who had retired for many years, changed his expression drastically and tied me to the country's highest headquarters overnight:
"Chief, the strength of my grandson and his broken mecha seriously exceeds the standard!"
"He is now officially handed over to the state in accordance with the "Top Secret Talent Protection Law"!"
When I looked at the top-secret files and those foreign forces who were trembling because of the technology I analyzed, I understood
My battlefield is no longer a game.
