Three years ago, Ryan found a piece of scrap metal in the ruins of a civilization fault, and the system popped up a prompt: "You from the future, I will give you a legacy." He thought it was pie in the sky, but the next second, a rift hunter jumped out of the void and bound his fate - if the natural enemy dies, he will die; if he dies, the natural enemy will die too. From then on, Ryan had a "roommate" that he couldn't get rid of. The hunter wanted to eat him, and the system urged him to build infrastructure. From time to time, his future self would throw in a bunch of incredible rewards: spiritual machine seeds, steam cores, contract runestones... Ryan picked up a shovel and drew a circle on the edge of the star: "Since you all want to kill me, I will build a city first and recruit you all to be landlords." While the major forces were still bombarding each other with warships, Ryan's territory had already planted mechas that could cultivate immortals and contracted an entire spiritual machine army. And the crack hunter was squatting at his door, collecting tickets. Tonight, he wants the entire galaxy to understand—shared destiny? Then become lords together.
