In the building that originally belonged to Haya Veight, a person sat cross-legged on the ground, deep in thought.
Behind him were several scavenged assembly robots. These robots, either spider-shaped or small cart-shaped, didn't have a single new part, and occasional noise arose from the moving parts, clearly indicating they were under-optimized. An expert could tell that these machines were newly cobbled together.
The hero was deep in contemplation. He muttered to himself, oblivious even as the cleaning robots bumped into him. Perhaps due to some sort of programming bug, the cleaning robots kept circling and bumping him.
"I mean... how did those two groups start fighting down there? They can actually start a fight over this? What's there to fight about? It's not like my side has been exposed... over there... the exploration that discovered the Martial God Society side, is there a flaw? No, right? I didn't reveal anything too confidential to them..."
