The Second Era came to an end, and Earth became the largest S-rank technological junkyard in the galaxy.
Here lay crashed starships, rogue AI cores, and the remains of cursed biological weapons.
For three hundred years, Earth's magnetic field had exerted a suppressive force. Any high-tech device that touched down became scrap, and humanity could only eke out a wretched existence amid the trash heaps.
That was until Cheng Qian salvaged a crushed, damaged nanny bot.
In everyone else's eyes, it was just scrap worth two tubes of nutrient paste.
But to him, the System interface flashed
[Crafting path detected!]
Junk plus junk equals divine gear!
Damaged Nanny Bot + Military Hydraulic Strut + Mutated Nerve Bundle = [All-Terrain Tactical Combat Mech]!
While others risked their lives for a single battery, Lin Yuan had already begun using scrap to build starships.
While the warlords still congratulated themselves over their rusty mechs, an army of mechanical gods had already risen behind Lin Yuan.
In this junkyard forgotten by the galaxy, Lin Yuan became the one and only exception to the laws of the world.
He gazed at the starry sky obscured by garbage overhead and said calmly:
“The junk you threw away, I’ll turn into an army that will bury you.”
Well written, congratulations on the new book!