A great cataclysm struck, and mechs became humanity’s only source of supremacy.
Lin Ziyang, once the nation’s chief physicist, was cruelly abandoned by Liu Ruyan, the S-rank “perfect goddess” he had personally trained, simply because he piloted a bulky, sluggish engineering mech without a single weapon.
“Lin Ziyang, you’re nothing but a bookworm who stares at data. Against the Sky Dome Legion’s steel tide, your piece of junk bulldozer is nothing but scrap metal!”
Faced with the mockery, Lin Ziyang put on a gas mask with utter disdain.
These apocalypse illiterates, who hadn’t even grasped Newton’s laws, had no idea what physics could do.
An enemy swung a plasma blade at him? He used the Lorentz force, making the blade veer off and sever its wielder’s legs;
An entire fleet fired its main guns? He activated a superconducting vector prism and forcibly reversed the kinetic energy, sending every shell flying back where it came from;
Ten thousand meters of deep-sea pressure? He manipulated fluid curvature, turning a thousand atmospheres of pressure into the mech’s perfect shield!
When Lin Ziyang’s dark-gold mech stomped across the entire northern territory like a god of physics, Liu Ruyan, once so far above everyone else, trembled and knelt on the ground, crying and begging him to take her back.
Lin Ziyang gagged in disgust. He pulled out a radiation-proof lead case on the spot, tossed her inside, and welded it shut with ten layers of high-frequency welding.
“Trash belongs where trash belongs. Sinking you ten thousand meters into the Mariana Trench is the last kindness I’ll show this planet’s ecosystem.”
