Luo Chuan paid no attention to the system notification. His gaze fell upon the riverbed where the Nightmare River had once flowed, now littered with all manner of strange mechanical objects. They looked somewhat like torn-off Mechanical Limbs.
The Tianji Pavilion members had recovered by now. They landed beside Luo Chuan and thanked him, naturally noticing those items that seemed utterly out of place with Tianlan Continent's civilization.
"What are those things? They're so bizarre."
"They were probably hidden beneath that silvery-white liquid. Perhaps that was why they survived the erosion of time."
"They don't look like spiritual artifacts. They have a bit of Origin Mall's style to them, like components from a puppet..."
The development of formations on Tianlan Continent was exceedingly prosperous, and naturally included research into precision miniaturization. Puppets of all kinds were the most representative examples.
Puppets used spiritual energy as their power source, with numerous miniature formations inscribed within them serving as their drive mechanisms, while their physical forms were built from special metals. Because they were costly to make and poorly versatile, they had not become widespread across Tianlan Continent. Only major powers occasionally possessed them.
They were called puppets on Tianlan Continent, Magical Puppets in the magic-based world of Koror, and Gundams or something similar in civilizations that followed the path of science. Though their names and inner workings differed, the various paths of development ultimately led to the same destination by different routes. There was no distinction between high and low, noble and base.
After a brief glance, Luo Chuan withdrew his gaze. There was nothing worth seeing. Even if they truly were Gundams, they meant nothing to him, much less now, when all that remained seemed to be junk-like parts.
Of course, things Luo Chuan could not be bothered with might