When starship repairman Yu Qian opened his eyes, in the apocalyptic wasteland, federal senior officials were using the remains of his technology to survive - who would have thought that this unarmed repairman was actually the culprit of the starship's fall? His fingertips ran across the scrapped mecha, and the discarded mechanical parts were automatically reorganized in his hands, and the circuits were reconstructed. Even the rebel leaders rushed to beg him to take action. Three days later, when the nuclear bomb was aimed at the last refuge of mankind, he took out the modified civilian communicator: "This shelter has three seconds of energy overload and one second of electromagnetic reconstruction - now it is alive." The next second, the energy shield propped up a kilometer barrier in the nuclear explosion, and the digital blue light blooming in the ruins reflected the long-lost woman's voice in the communicator: "Yu Qian, I'm waiting for the new starship you built to take me home."
