Legend of the Mecha Warrior
Important announcement: This book will officially be released in Taiwan on June 2nd. Friends in Taiwan, please give it your support! Of course, that's for most people—like Bai Li Nan. Bai Li Nan gazed longingly at the beautiful woman in the holographic advertisement, nearly drooling. But for someone like Ye Zhong, who has never interacted with women, establishing a standard of beauty or ugliness is no small feat—it is an enormous undertaking. Ye Zhong approached it entirely from a practical perspective: her legs were far too slender, unable to provide sufficient explosive power; her hands, with such delicate skin, must have terrible resistance to impact; her overly prominent chest muscles lacked firmness, which not only meant a serious lack of strength but would also undoubtedly become a burden during movement. Her head was too long and vulnerable to getting caught on objects in battle, which could easily prove fatal—a grave risk. Ye Zhong couldn't help but shake his head. The only satisfactory feature was her slim waist—he had no doubt it possessed astonishing flexibility. Overall assessment: utterly terrible!
Legend of the Mecha Warrior
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Legend of the Mecha Warrior
Garbage Star No. 12 was a refuse planet in the Faer Star Domain. As its name suggested, it existed solely to hold waste. With the relentless march of science and the dawn of the Great Spacefaring Era, human life fundamentally changed. The once-pressing issues of energy and ecology eased as humanity rapidly expanded. One after another, new stars were discovered, and the maturation of interstellar development technology made life ever swifter and more humane. Yet this progress brought with it an explosion of waste. The cost of recycling this refuse was too high, but to let it accumulate unchecked would foul the living environment, inciting the wrath of local inhabitants. Thus, nations began transporting vast quantities of garbage to these refuse planets. Such worlds were either barren rocks with no mining value or exhausted planets stripped of all resources. No one lived on them, making them the perfect dumping grounds.
Under a leaden sky, mountains of debris stretched endlessly, silent and lifeless. Cold metallic wreckage exuded a unique chill, its luster smothered by dust, with only the occasional uncorroded patch reminding one of its former glory.
Most believed this dead world utterly devoid of humans. The environment was too harsh—no water, no food, nothing needed for life. There was only one thing here: garbage.
But was this refuse planet truly as lifeless as it seemed?
Ye Chong glanced up at the old-fashioned analog clock on the wall—a piece he’d scavenged three years ago at the foot of a jun
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