The talent of the S-class mecha has been detected as [Affinity to All Things], and the entire galaxy says that he is the most useless S-class in history, and can only be used as an auxiliary nanny. No one knows that what he is intimate with is the mecha itself - his spiritual power can hear the heartbeat deep in the trillions of parts, and can rekindle the core of the ancient mecha sleeping in the scrap iron.
On the day when the rebels besieged the city, the young man stood in front of the legendary mecha [Zhulong] that had been scrapped for three thousand years, and whispered: "Don't sleep, I will take you home."
That day, as the ancient text "Chinese Divine Armor" took its first step out of the sea of fire, the entire interstellar lost its voice.
The countdown to the slap in the face begins, the crushing counter-attack, the god's throne returns to its place, don't enter unless it's cool.
