After Su Buqi's voice fell, there was a moment of silence around him.
In this black and white Star Sea, no other sound arose, but a more clandestine exchange began on other planes, continuing unimpeded.
This is the highest level communication of the Federation, accessible to no one.
...
Civilization ruins.
Leaping down from the high platform, Qin Jin traversed the camp, moving forward continuously.
Currently, he has a basic understanding of the big picture of this civilization ruin, but knows nothing about the specific situation. Given this, Qin Jin does not intend to deviate from the framework but rather plans to proceed step by step, examining the "process" within this area.
"I wonder if there are collectables on this battlefield that can be exchanged for points."
"The number of mechanized beings here is indeed quite high..."
As Qin Jin advanced, he clearly perceived each mechanized being looking at him with eyes full of respect.
