Traveling through the interstellar colonial era, Ye Xing became the joke of the entire universe.
Others started the mecha energy mine, and he was thrown into the most useless garbage planet, with only three primitive people around him. The entire live broadcast barrage is being read: [Bet this trash will starve to death in three days!
However, when others were still fighting for a piece of energy stone, Ye Xing had burned glass out of mud; when other people's mechas were malfunctioning, he had created a hydroelectric generator with his hands.
Are you laughing at me for making steel with my bare hands? I'll give you an electromagnetic gun in my backhand. Are you mocking my material as rubbish? Space Fleet fights for you straight from the orbital junkyard!
The ridicule of the whole universe gradually turned into kneeling and licking: [Brother, do you call this primitive civilization? !
Ye Xing led his "primitive" tribe to counterattack all the way and built Junk Star into a holy land that all exiles yearned for. Until that day, the strongest fleet in the empire came to the city, and the commander was the mentor who framed him and exiled him here.
A forest of naval guns were aimed at the home he had worked so hard to build. The instructor sneered in the starry sky: "Surrender, you inferior student."
Ye Xing raised his head, connected to the live broadcast signal in the universe, and spoke calmly:
"Teacher, the last lesson you taught - the construction of Star Destroyers, the student has become self-taught."
