Gu Qingshan flew through the sky at a leisurely pace.
Along the way, he deliberately searched the surroundings and found traces of many battles.
--This was an all-out war. From the cities to the suburbs and then the mountains and forests, many places had suffered tremendous destruction.
This world's resistance had been fierce, but unfortunately, its enemies seemed to be beyond anything it could imagine.
Gu Qingshan had once seen a mountain.
Some force had blasted a huge hole through the entire mountain, all the way down into the depths of the earth.
The scene was littered with scattered mecha wreckage and human bones.
Gu Qingshan landed, took a few Black Boxes from the mecha, and set off again.
Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the military research institute.
From high above, all he could see was charred black earth and collapsed buildings.
The twisted wreckage of aircraft lay across the bombed-out runway.
Rain swept down from the night sky, pattering over the ruins.
Gu Qingshan landed.
He came to the site of the mecha maintenance workshop and casually used an Object Manipulation Tactic.
All the rubble and broken tiles piled over the workshop rose into the air and were flung away.
Gu Qingshan walked into the workshop.
The machine wreckage blocking his way was pushed aside by an invisible force, clearing a path for him.
His divine sense swept over the area, and Gu Qingshan immediately grasped the general situation.
"Quite a few things can still be repaired. Too bad the power's been cut, so the repair arms can't operate."
"...That shouldn't be much of a problem."
Gu Qingshan leaped onto the mecha maintenance workbench and beckoned with one hand.
A large repair arm, nine meters long and two meters wide, flew over and hovered in front of him.