Enix, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the ground.

"What ambitions, what dreams, we are just ordinary people, there can talk about dreams like those nobles, my dream when I was a child was to have enough food, and now my dream is to feed the people in the village. ”

The village chief didn't say anything more, but slowly sat down beside Enix, lit his pipe, and took a deep breath.

"Yes, all the people in this village are not nobles, we are overwhelmed by life, but we have never given up, when we were young, we all worked hard for the dream of a great mecha master, and we have never regretted it. ”

"It's just that our ability is insufficient, and we can't realize our dreams, but you are different, you are capable. ”

"Are we sending you to the academy just so that you can feed us one day?"

"No, in you we see that unbroken dream, although we did not succeed, but we hope that you can. ”

"Prove to those nobles that everyone can have dreams, and dreams are not good or low. ”

That day, Enix thought a lot.

The next day, Enix told the village chief that he was willing to participate in the contest and would definitely win first place.

The villagers are elated and help Enix raise money to buy materials for making mechs, (a lot of metal ore is needed to make mechas)

Slowly the materials were bought, but it was still not enough, this was already the full strength of this village.

The villagers were a little disappointed, and the village chief said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way"

The village chief plans to sell all his belongings, which should be enough.

Walking to the entrance of the village, I met a mecha car, who was Enix's teacher.

In the snow, the teacher saw the situation in the village and knew that even if Enix agreed to participate in the competition, the village would not be able to afford the materials to make mechas, so he would go to the school and report to the school, which was basically filled with non-aristocratic students, and would naturally be discriminated against by the aristocratic school, and the school decided to fund Enix.

The materials sent by the school solved Enix's problem, and Enix began to conceive and design.

Half a month later, a well-made mecha was produced. Everyone was elated, and Enix breathed a sigh of relief. Then it was time to sign up, and Enix came to the registration office with his mecha, and it was inevitable to win the first place.