The middle-aged engineer in the lead wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Understood, understood. We'll do our best to speed things up."
The mining mecha's engine roared to life. Its drill began to spin, plunging deep into the crimson rock layer.
The ear-piercing sound of friction echoed throughout the mining area, carrying far into the distance.
Xu Wuyi leaped onto a high pile of ore and sat down cross-legged, his long spear resting across his knees.
His Spiritual Perception spread out like ripples, covering the mining area and a two-kilometer radius around it.
The vibrations from the ground, the ore dust filling the air, the occasional scent of a Star Beast flitting through the distant hills…
All of this information flowed into his sea of consciousness, where it was swiftly processed and categorized.
