[Urban high martial arts + working on the moon + career upgrade + interstellar pioneering]
On the day he graduated from martial arts college, Zhou Heng discovered a very realistic thing: with low academic qualifications and low level, no one would even go to the moon to mine.
Until the heavy-duty rack at the recruitment site went out of control, he saved a life with his professional judgment, and a line of words popped up in front of him:
[Effective working hours: 17 minutes, settlement work points: 17]
From then on, when others entered the secret realm and grabbed resources, he went to work.
You can become stronger by repairing power armor, you can become stronger by rescuing transport ships, you can also become stronger by opening moonbeam mines, repairing orbital ladders, and protecting Mars City.
But this panel is very picky: repetitive work does not count, self-made faults do not count, and sitting at work and fishing does not count. Only by solving real problems and making irreplaceable contributions can working hours be exchanged for energy, skills and martial arts realm.
What's even more troublesome is that my father's lunar accident report that year was also changed.
From an unemployed graduate who owed a mortgage to a person who made the entire human civilization recalculate its contribution, Zhou Heng always believed in only one truth:
You can work hard, but the credit cannot be given away in vain.
