She was once one of Earth’s top engineers—sharp, cool-headed, a woman of schematics and precision. But fate has its own twisted sense of humor. When Wei San woke up in a tr*sh heap on a remote, forgotten planet somewhere in the galactic backwaters, she realized she’d crossed time and space… only to land in the body of a dropout with nothing but a malnourished body and a nose for salvaged junk.

Thrown from Earth’s engineering labs into the dirt of a nameless alien star, Wei San doesn’t crumble. She rises.

Because the tuition was cheap and she was broke, Wei San ended up signing up for the wrong program. She didn’t become a mech builder.

She became a mech soldier.

The kind that gets thrown into live-fire drills and survives off sheer bloodlust and pain tolerance. The kind of profession where “close combat” means face-to-fist and “training” means voluntary trauma.

Though she stumbled into the blood-soaked path of a mech soldier instead of building the machines herself, she refuses to be limited by labels. She trains, she adapts, and she learns to kill with as much finesse as she once designed engines.

Through perseverance, wit, and a hefty dose of don’t-f*ck-with-me energy, she blazes a dual path—as both soldier and engineer—toward a future carved with her own two hands.

One-line summary:

Poverty made me powerful.

Core theme:

How to grind your way to top-tier single-soldier with nothing but pain, precision, and petty spite.

She’s pure steel wrapped in sarcasm and stubborn ambition. A must-read for anyone who likes their heroines relentless, clever, and just a little bit deadly.]

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