Zhao Beichen swore that he just wanted to be a programmer in the Interstellar Federation, write code every day, and flirt with the pretty girl in the next department. But fate had to play tricks on him - first he was bound to the system and became a "scapegoat", specifically taking the blame for the big guys; then he was thrown to an edge planet as a "garbage station manager", euphemistically called "gold-plated", but in reality he was exiled. Zhao Beichen thought this would be like this for the rest of his life, until he discovered that the garbage dump he managed actually contained the core of a legendary super-ancient mecha.
What's even more outrageous is that everyone who framed him finally begged him to take the blame. The federal marshal cried and begged on his knees: "Please, take the blame away!" The interstellar pirate leader knelt down and kowtowed: "Brother, you must take the blame!" Even the goddess agent who looked down on him the most said with red eyes: "Zhao Beichen, I will take the blame with you!"
Zhao Beichen sighed helplessly: "Okay, you can take the blame, but you have to pay more." He adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth - since you are all begging me to take the blame, I will definitely take the blame. No one can try to steal it from me!
