In the current situation, let alone live battlefield broadcasts, there are very few Mechanical Hunters who dare to go to the battlefield.
In fact, most Mechanical Hunters are hiding in Automobile City, which has been armed to the teeth like a fortress, drowning their sorrows in alcohol while awaiting the final siege battle.
Going live at this time is like turning on a spotlight in a doghouse—blinding the dogs.
"Damn, this sword skill, fast! Fierce! Accurate!"
"How can he be so fierce? How is he doing so many unconventional moves?"
"He's flying, it's amazing, did you see it? He was just flying!"
"Forget about everything else, did anyone count, how many Radiation Beasts did he kill?"
"Who the hell can keep count of that?"
"C-level, it must be C-level, who cares about those low-level trash!"
Some people seem to forget that it was those so-called low-level trash that trapped them in the Oasis.
