Scientists around the world suddenly received a bizarre warning: in 2035, an alien fleet shrouded in purple fog would tear through the atmosphere, its steel tide crushing all seven continents. Human civilization had 96 months left.
While the United States was obsessed with financial scams and Europe was still stabbing itself in the back over energy, Jiang Chen stared at the newly completed blueprints for a “Neural Synchronization Drive” and typed the final line of code.
“Reporting in, sir. The first-generation Longxiang mecha has passed its tests. It has a 72-hour operating range, and its main cannon can pierce ten meters of alloy.”
“What? You built it in just three months?” The general from the Equipment Development Department watched the steel giant smash a tank with one punch. His glasses nearly fell off.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. “This is only the beginning.”
An alien fleet? Send as many as you like. We’ll take them all down.
The world needs help? Sorry, the Longguo mecha will defend our homeland first.
When the purple fog descended, the whole world looked up at the swarms of Longguo mecha blotting out the sky and finally understood: the apocalypse hadn’t arrived. Longguo’s journey to the stars and the sea had simply begun ahead of schedule.
