The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

“Next time, I’m afraid there won’t be such an easy opportunity.”

Qin Jin looked at him.

Gu Xiweng’s flat glasses flashed: “This is the central area of this civilization’s ruins, untouched by war. As we rushed all the way here, I saw many buildings in perfect condition, just without anyone to utilize them.”

“I do have a plan.”

Qin Jin pondered thoughtfully.

…

…

As dawn broke.

After the fall of the Divine Son, the Polluters were in complete chaos, and battles broke out everywhere in the inner city area of the ruins, with grotesque creatures attacking each other.

The sudden incidents last night were beyond many people’s expectations.

Those who chose to join the Divine Son’s camp felt as if the sky had fallen. Without any preparation, their camp was gone, causing a huge shift in everything.

Within the civilization’s ruins, various teams either gathered for discussion or communicated via devices, all discussing subsequent plans.

As exploration areas increased, communication devices and similar equipment became standard gear, mastered by everyone.

At this moment.

Almost simultaneously, the communicators carried by participants within the ruins emitted a static noise.

This noise caught the attention of the participants. Holding the communicator, a steady voice emerged from within.

“The Divine Son’s camp is destroyed, but the team competition isn’t over, the Saint’s camp hasn’t won yet.”

“Friends from the Divine Son’s camp, we need to unite, attack the industrial district, slay the Saints, and restore balance, so that the camp’s victory or loss won’t affect the final points ranking.”

The voice echoed, repeating continuously.

“In eight hours, we will launch a full-scale attack on the industrial district. Please gather.”

Within the ruins.

Countless participants were subtly alarmed.

Meanwhile.

In the city center.

Inside a tall building, Gu Xiweng put down the microphone.

Here, it was a building similar to a broadcasting tower within the civilization’s ruins.

In the city center of the civilization’s ruins, the buildings were in good condition and everything was preserved. After some searching, they found this place, activated a backup power source, and conducted this special broadcast for all.

Celestial Strategy Academy.

Compared to Martial Abyss, their curriculum focuses on different directions and their thinking patterns also differ.

Putting down the microphone, another Celestial Strategy student took over and continued the broadcast.

Gu Xiweng pushed the door open, looking at Qin Jin and Long Yun’an waiting outside, nodding slightly.

“Launching a full attack can indirectly slow down the point acquisition rate of the Saint’s camp participants.”

“Most of the Divine Son’s camp participants won’t miss this opportunity.”

His voice was steady: “The great showdown of this team competition has advanced significantly. Next, it’s going to be a direct confrontation.”

“With the Divine Son’s camp as our reinforcements, we have a better chance of completing this mission.”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze towards Qin Jin: “Qin Jin, will you act with us next?”

“No.”

Qin Jin shook his head: “Since we’re launching a full-scale attack, I also need to return to my team.”

“Alright.”

Long Yun’an nodded, looking out through the building’s window: “The industrial district is not close from here.”

“Want to try our express ride?”

“Express?”

Qin Jin raised an eyebrow slightly.

Half an hour later.

Fourteen people from Celestial Strategy, as well as Qin Jin, gathered under the broadcasting building.

Lu Ming stood in the center.

Spiritual energy surged, and radiant colors flashed around, the group vanished in an instant.

At the moment of disappearance, Qin Jin gazed around, the radiant colors surrounding him looked somewhat similar to the scenes of a Starship jump.

“Spiritual Transmission.”

“It looks like it’s completing a leap between two places through some special channel.”

The thought flashed by.

The brilliance around them faded, and they appeared in another place.

In the distance, a team was advancing at full speed, and the moment they appeared, attention immediately shifted towards them, eyes full of vigilance as they quickly pulled away.

Qin Jin glanced at Long Yun’an and others, stating calmly: “See you on the battlefield.”

Leaving behind those words.

He turned and vanished from the spot.

The people from Celestial Strategy watched Qin Jin’s figure recede into the distance.

“What a pity.”

Long Ruo’an’s voice sounded: “Such a remarkable figure is surely not a nobody. I reckon our Celestial Strategy has extended invitations to him, and ultimately he chose Martial Abyss.”

“Had he joined our Celestial Strategy.”

Long Ruo’an looked back at the students of Celestial Strategy: “Our Celestial Strategy would have gained yet another distinguished [Commander].”

…

Qin Jin’s figure moved away.

Mental echoes from Han Miao occasionally came through, as he communicated with the Martial Abyss squad.

The direction Qin Jin was moving was exactly where they were.

While advancing, Qin Jin lifted his wristwatch, gazing at the transmission feature above.

If he desired, he could instantly reach the industrial district.

“Given the current situation, it’s not quite suitable for direct transmission.”

“Let’s first launch a frontal assault, observe the battlefield situation, and then decide on a specific plan.”

“Hunt the Divine Son, Purify the Saints.”

“Though the objectives appear similar, the choice of words indicates some level of distinction?”

…

After a broadcast, all contestants within the civilization ruins were mobilized.

Those who chose the Divine Son began to spontaneously approach the industrial district, teams meeting with initial caution, proceeding together after confirming camp identities, with a single goal.

To eliminate the point disparities between camps at this moment.