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In the third year of junior high school, I used silence as a wall and "lying flat" as a knife to kill my mother's love and care day after day. She collapsed outside my closed door, and the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs that she begged me to taste were her last words.

Hard-core mecha × ancient Chinese martial arts × apocalyptic wasteland × suspense revelation × passionate salvation "My fists can collapse mountains and break stars." "And my heart is to restore a bright future for the world." "Aren't mechas used to save humans?" "No," the federal marshal looked down at the crowd, "this is a necessary sacrifice." From then on, wanted notices were posted all over the fortress, and a lonely figure appeared in the wasteland. He breaks steel with his fists and appeases the souls of the dead; he combines ancient weapons and mechas to create "Ming Light". He is the gravedigger of the old order and the only light in despair. When the final "god" awakens from outside the dimension, when all the mechas and guns become ineffective... The whole world saw that the mecha named [Lang Yao] burned like the scorching sun, but the man in the cockpit still had clear eyes. · The ultimate collision between the ancient martial arts and the torrent of iron and steel that hit the target with fists and punches! · The core of the mecha is actually the soul of an ancient monk. The ethical impact and shocking conspiracy! · In absolute darkness, how can a man stick to his original intention and break through the situation with light!