More and more experts in mechas appeared, who the patriarchs on the Cruiser of Civilization welcomed with open arms. As the mechas’ visors opened, the experts’ faces were revealed.

The leader was a handsome young man who was obviously taller than the average Mechfolk. He radiated a sensation of nobility and royalty, and even his mecha seemed unusual. Apparently he was an important person among the Mechfolk.

“Someone from the imperial house!”

When the patriarchs realized whose presence they were in, they all respectfully bowed their heads. 

“Our respects, Prince! It’s a true honor to have someone like you come to meet us.”

When the prince noticed that Yang Qi hadn’t bowed his head, his eyes flickered with displeasure. Looking back at the Mechfolk patriarchs, he said, “It’s good that you haven’t forgotten about the ancient protocols. It’s quite proper for you to show respect to those with imperial blood. You've performed a great service by bringing back an object from the ancient mechanical...