The Days of Dismantling Mechas with Bare Hands

Qin Lie, who graduated from geomechanical engineering, died suddenly while submitting his resume, and then opened his eyes and arrived at the Interstellar Federation. While others could operate the mecha, he couldn't—the sensor value was 0.03, The lowest in the grade, and he was transferred to the logistics maintenance class. Until he found a piece of leather paper in the scrapped mecha, with eight words on it: "Tao produces one, produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things." From that night on, he stopped studying how to repair the mecha and started studying how to dismantle the mecha. Tempering the bones, forging the veins, condensing the core... With one punch, the alloy armor was like wet mud. In the college league, the ace pilot driving a billion-level S-class machine sneered: "Maintenance worker, you are not worthy of standing in this arena." Qin Lie thought about it and thought it made sense - so he walked up without turning on the mecha. That night, 30,000 spectators watched him beat the S-class machine to its knees with his fists. After the game, reporters blocked the door: "How did you do it?" He wiped the engine oil and said: "Every man has an egg, and blood will be splattered after five steps." (Note: A slip of the tongue can be changed to "When a man is angry, blood will splash five steps") Later, someone dug out ancient books and discovered that the exercises he practiced had been banned by the federal government three hundred years ago. There is a line of small words on the back: "If you practice to the third level, you will be punished by heaven." Qin Lie closed the book: "Then practice until the second turn."