Lu Chuan had witnessed the prosperity and destruction of this sea of stars through the screen.
When he opened his eyes again, the stars turned into the real world, and he had become an inconspicuous mechanical apprentice on the border planet.
At this time, the legend has not yet risen, and the war is still in the distant future. Those relics, drawings and inheritance that were later fought over by countless people are still buried in unknown corners.
He arrived a full two eras before the coming strangers.
When he woke up, there was a light curtain that only he could see. A row of decreasing numbers indicates that a special moment is coming; another silent message interface is connected to a world that has not yet awakened.
Lu Chuan knew that when the countdown reached zero, countless visitors who would never truly die would set foot on this land.
Before that, he just wanted to use the clues in his memory to repair the abandoned machinery and build a workshop of his own to gain a place for future turmoil.
However, when familiar people take different paths and what is supposed to happen quietly changes, he discovers that the future in his memory is not always reliable.
Someone asked him how far he wanted to go.
Lu Chuan lowered his head and wiped off the engine oil on his hands.
"I'm just a mechanic."
"I just wanted to see how far a gear can push the starlight."
