Ji Qi

"It's better to rely on oneself than Buddha, better to become a god than to worship one. If this war needs a god, I will be it."
His name is Ji Xinghe. At the age of 65, he went to the alien battlefield to avenge his son.
From a mechanic to a mecha warrior, from a private to a five-star general, from an ordinary man to the mentor of generations.
He has walked a path of revenge. Looking back, he has become the War God.
In his final years, he has the ambition to build an unparalleled mecha. Using Xinghe as a sword, he can shatter the might of the empire.
This is a story of a mecha and a sword.

Mecha and Sword

"He's overwatering those forty-five gold stars of his."


Life in the camp was really boring, they couldn't do anything outside of fighting and training. After winning a counteroffensive and capturing an imperial camp, they had no battles to fight recently.


The desire to gossip dwells in everyone, even professional soldiers are no exception.


"Why whisper? I intend to ask him as soon as he arrives."


Ji Xinghe, who just entered the mess hall, felt many eyes on him, their gaze held a mixture of complex emotions.


But he didn't mind. He went to the serving counter, removed his protective helmet, got his lunch, and squatted down in a corner to eat.


The mess hall in the camp didn't have tables or chairs, in order to save resources, everyone squatted to eat.


Chapter 162: The Old Man Who Would Die for Money_2