Feng Yi has always had a knack for hands-on operations since childhood, his mind always bursting full of imaginative ideas. Limited by his past circumstances, he was never able to fully employ these qualities. But now, things were different, and his salvage work on the battleground over the years had reaped significant rewards. After numerous failures in mecha modification, he decisively began to start from the mainframe, removing armors he considered superfluous.

In conditions that were more than sufficient, polishing off the sharp, excess parts could effectively reduce the body's weight and increase thrust-to-weight ratio. This wouldn't significantly affect the overall defense system. On the contrary, due to the principles of sloped armor, it could even make it immune to most armor-piercing weaponry, maximizing deflection effects.

For two consecutive weeks, Feng Yi was up early and back late every day, immersing himself in the world of mecha repairs. The strong scent of machinery oil emanated from him, and he would go scavenging for scraps and parts even in the middle of the night. After two weeks of hard graft, the time to test his efforts came, and Feng Yi snuck out of camp once again to conduct a variety of experiments.

Acceleration-deceleration, punching, kicking, leaping, squatting, running, and rapid jumps. Feng Yi spent two hours testing the newly conjured Assembly No. with confidence, and the results were quite satisfactory. The overall efficiency had increased by 4%, the efficiency of punching and running had improved by 7%, and the average thrust-to-weight ratio had increased by 2%. Although there was improvement, Feng Yi was not overjoyed. This type of modified model might not be suitable for everyone. The average soldier might not be able to bring out its features when driving this souped-up mecha.

That morning, he invited some of the other soldiers in the mecha repair camp to jump in and give it a try. One look at the modified Assembly No. was enough to scare everyone out of their wits. Many of them turned tail and ran. What the hell was this thing?

The Lieutenant Colonel of the mecha repair camp ordered Feng Yi to get rid of the deadly contraption immediately, not wanting it around offending others. Realistically, it was sparking all over like a goddamn ticking time bomb, which was indeed terrifying to look at.

Feng Yi had initially intended to comply, but when he heard the harsh tone of the order, his face darkened. His labor of love was being insulted. "I'll just leave it right here without a remote lock. Let's see who dares to touch it."

The logistics team was devastated at being stuck with a ticking bomb. After intimidating them all, Feng Yi made a quick getaway. Not even a guard was needed that night.

From that point on, an odd, solitary mecha stood in the backyard of the mecha repair camp. Although it no longer smoked after a few days, quite truthfully, no one dared to approach it.

Meanwhile, the battle in Big Macs was raging on. After Saudi's retreat from the airspace of Planet Lipton, the scales of victory in Big Macs dramatically tipped in favorof the Federation. Eventually, Saudi chose to give up on Big Macs.

In fact, Saudi's targets were neither Big Macs nor Lipton—they simply wanted to drag the Federation into the quagmire of the conflict as soon as possible. In the struggle between the Sand Emperor and democracy, no one could escape unscathed. Even if the Federation declared non-intervention in any war, unexpected disputes would hinder their development.

Two days after Hagrid left Big Macs, the Federation's Heavenly Communication received a message from Saudi. Hagrid ultimately traded Vivian for a cruiser. This decision was made after a lot of consideration on Saudi's part.

Vivian had no value in the Federation, but she had the potential to become a Saudi military star in the future.

The temptation of trading one person for a cruiser was huge for the Federation. Not only did Augustins and Angela know what it meant, but even regular soldiers had a clear idea of the ship's cost—it was a battleship that took three years and 7 million Federal Coins to manufacture, its worth incalculable.

Before leaving, Vivian requested a meeting with Feng Yi to have a heart-to-heart talk. Angela, however, turned her away at the door.

Vivian was full of questions. How did that little twerp manage to capture her? Filled with regret, she was escorted home by a small frigate the following day. Before leaving, she left a note saying: "Feng Yi, wait for me!"

At that moment, Feng Yi was just eating dumplings and suddenly sneezed. His day, which was already not going well, seemed to have gotten worse with that sneeze. He was told that there'd be dumplings on the way and noodles at the destination. But now, his happy anticipation of noodles was ruined by a sneeze. How could he not be upset?

The dumplings typically symbolized a farewell for those soldiers who were about to retire after the battle in Big Macs.

After the end of the battle in Big Macs, Feng Yi quickly returned to Capital Planet Earth aboard the Zeus Shield Destroyer. Since his service period hadn't yet ended, he had to go back with his unit.

The journey back to the distant Solar System took an entire half-month—this was even after being propelled by Space Station Dragon Gate No.5.

The Solar System…the mysterious harbor that nourishes human life. Feng Yi often held illusions about this captivating place. He fantasized about witnessing the vast blue ocean with his own eyes, about watching birds soaring freely across the horizon, and about the thriving lives of countless plants and animals.

Through the 360-degree panoramic star instrument, the soldiers in the outer Solar System could clearly see a hazy nebula. Seeing it signified that they weren't far from the Solar System anymore—that was the Oort Cloud, a light-year away from the sun.

At the moment, the soldiers were conducting a final check of their gear. Angela was loitering about, inspecting the ship from start to finish. She unexpectedly found a single, modified mecha. After asking around, she discovered that it was Feng Yi's creation.

Unlike the petty logistics soldiers, out of curiosity, she immediately called a technician to inspect the mecha for any special features.

After fifteen minutes of data testing, the technician reported that everything was normal with that mecha. In fact, the computer displayed its average scores were even higher than those of Assembly No.

Angela was flabbergasted. What was going on? She had given a mecha to Feng Yi to tinker around with as a reward for his excellent performance. But she hadn't expected this mecha to outperform the standard models. How was this possible?

"Are you sure that this modified mecha outperforms Assembly No.?"

"Yes, General. The surface values are identical. However, I assume its performance in actual combat still needs to be tested."

Angela nodded without uttering a word and immediately headed for Feng Yi's room.

Right then, the battleship was in the process of landing. Welcoming the battleship were countless soldiers at the Capital spaceport, as well as numerous reporters. Feng Yi didn't care about any of this. Before Angela could even enter his room, he opened the porthole, jumped out from the high altitude and vanished into thin air in an instant.

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