"Since last week, this is already the third batch of mutant machinery."
A tall figure walked over, blinking her bright eyes, and looked at the large catapults that still delivered excellent combat performance. She softly spoke with a tone of expectation:
"The more mutant machinery that comes here to die, the more parts and mechanical cores they provide us."
"Unfortunately, there are still many challenges to overcome in controlling the mechanical control core."
"Otherwise, we wouldn't have to be confined in the Mechanical City and could better explore the entire Mechanical Plane."
Master Ban, well aware of the dangers outside, shook his head steadfastly at Meng Qingqing. Watching the retreating mutant machinery below, he immediately ordered the cleaning of the battlefield:
"Big Iron Cone, stop daydreaming and hurry down to clean up the battlefield."
"Be careful of those playing dead; it's better to harvest less than to take risks."
