3: Worship

Flames scorched, sweeping forth.

Under Qin Jin's control, a faint halo rose around the Deep Driller's black and red exterior, encircling the mech.

Energy Shield, activated!

The extraordinary flames impacted the energy shield, creating ripples. Qin Jin raised his right arm, and the Deep Driller moved accordingly. Under mental control, a drill emerged from the mech's right arm, changing its form.

The moment it appeared, the drill began to spin rapidly, and with immense force, it slammed into the Fire Python's abdomen.

The drill struck the scales, sparks flew, and a piercing grinding sound rang out.

Approximately one breath later.

The Fire Python's scales suddenly shattered!

The Deep Driller was equipped with the [Grand Blueprint Seventh-Generation Deep Drillers], a product from a major corporation, typically used to deal with precious minerals that meet certain hardness standards.

This Fire Python possessed extraordinary power, far surpassing ordinary creatures, but it was still flesh and blood.

With the scales broken, the Deep Drillers penetrated unimpeded, piercing into the flesh!

Blood, the color of lava, stained the mech as the drill pushed forward, directly impaling it!

Under unbearable pain, the Fire Python let out a mournful cry.

Qin Jin did not stop. The moment the drill broke through, the Deep Driller's left arm extended, grasping the python's head.

He spread his arms wide, as if tearing, and the rapidly rotating Deep Drillers was unstoppable. A terrifying, splitting wound appeared on the entire Fire Python's abdomen, almost cleaving it in two.

Qin Jin swung his left arm down, and the Fire Python was violently slammed onto the ground.

At the same time.

Under Qin Jin's control, the Deep Driller's shoulder changed form, and a dozen muzzles emerged.

[Vulcan II Autocannon]

The original Deep Driller did not possess such attack modules; this was one of the modifications Qin Jin had made during this period.

The cannons accumulated power, and just as the firepower was about to unleash, Qin Jin stopped.

Because the Fire Python on the ground in front of him had already lost its life signs.

[Unknown Creature]

(Deceased)

[Scan Results]: Extraordinary creature, source of power is a special crystal within the snake's head, possesses fire control ability.

"Compared to its attack methods, its scale defense is limited, like a glass cannon."

Qin Jin thought to himself.

In the vast starry universe, extraordinary creatures also exist.

Qin Jin's parents were professional exploration team members, and he himself had been influenced, knowing some information: extraordinary creatures were relatively rare, and their bodies often possessed considerable value.

Therefore, after confirming the creature's death, he did not waste any more firepower on a finishing blow, so as not to damage the Fire Python's body.

From Qin Jin's appearance to the resolution of the Fire Python, everything happened in an instant.

Inside the battlefield, the group of primitives dressed in animal skins watched the enormous Deep Driller with vigilance in their eyes.

Stained with python blood, the Deep Driller appeared even darker.

Qin Jin's gaze swept over them.

Upon closer inspection, the composition of this primitive team was quite peculiar.

Old people, women, children.

There were toddlers learning to speak, elders with frosted temples, and even among the corpses already on the ground, there were few young adults.

Some animal skin bundles were scattered around, appearing to be their personal belongings.

"This group of people seems to have fled here."

Qin Jin made a preliminary judgment.

Just as he was thinking about how to communicate with this group of people.

Within the battlefield, one of the elders looked at the Deep Driller, gasping, his expression constantly changing. Finally, he seemed to make a decision and voluntarily put down the bone weapon in his hand.

He spoke loudly to the others in a language Qin Jin did not understand. Through their continuous communication, the others hesitated but, led by him, all put down their weapons.

Qin Jin remained still, quietly observing everything.

At the leading elder's call, the group gathered together, the elder in front, women holding children behind.

Finally.

Under Qin Jin's gaze, the leading elder was the first to kneel down.

His tribesmen behind him took out glowing strange bones, peculiar minerals, and potent medicines from their animal skin bundles, placed them in front, and then followed the elder, kneeling together.

The elder at the very front had a devout expression, hands clasped, and after murmuring a long passage as if chanting, he prostrated himself, facing the Deep Driller mining machine.

A large group behind him followed suit.

"This is..."

"Worship?"

"Worship me?"

Qin Jin tried to understand their behavior.

But then...

His gaze sharpened.

As these more than thirty people prostrated themselves, Qin Jin could actually see with his naked eye a faint golden mist appearing above the crowd.

The mist appeared and floated around the Deep Driller.

Qin Jin felt a stirring in his heart.

As a Martial Artist hones himself and increases his life energy, his perception will gradually improve.

He could sense a desire for this golden mist.

This golden mist was extremely beneficial to him!

At the same time.

As the golden mist approached, the professional panel quietly appeared.

Next to [Martial Artist] and [Mech Modifier], new information appeared.

[Unknown]

"This golden mist, does it also involve the generation of a new profession?"

Having had the awakening panel for nearly two months, Qin Jin still couldn't fully determine what kind of professions would be recorded on the panel or the specific conditions for profession generation.

This was undoubtedly an unexpected gain from this exploration.

A thought flashed through his mind. Looking at the old and weak kneeling on the ground before him, not daring to look directly at him, Qin Jin raised his right arm, and the Deep Driller's right arm rose with it, actively touching the golden mist.

The moment of contact.

The golden mist seemed to have found a target, gathering into a torrent and surging towards the Deep Driller.

As it surged in, the mist divided into two streams: one fell onto the Deep Driller, and the other merged into Qin Jin himself.

The Deep Driller was originally black and red, but as the mist merged, a golden glow emanated from around its body. The glow lasted for several breaths, then gradually faded.

Finally, a golden pattern appeared on the Deep Driller's chest.

At the same time.

Inside the cockpit.

As the mist merged into his physique, Qin Jin felt a burning sensation all over his body. He clearly sensed that his life energy was surging, and while his physique strengthened, his life index was steadily climbing!

17 points.

18 points.

19 points!

This was an unprecedented rapid increase, truly an extraordinary opportunity.

As it reached the critical point of the Newborn Realm, the surging gradually slowed.

Qin Jin examined himself.

He could sense that his life energy was extremely active, and the power within his physique was constantly accumulating.

Life index is a comprehensive data calculated based on life energy, combined with other aspects such as physical strength.

Every point increase in life index had a significant effect on a Martial Artist.

At this moment, if there were a strength tester in front of him, he could unleash even more astonishing power.

Moreover...

Qin Jin keenly noticed that his life energy increase did not consume the golden mist; that seemed to be merely its incidental effect.

After the golden mist completely merged into his physique, it transformed into a golden line, imprinted on his palm.

This golden line could appear or disappear at his will.

"Only one step left until Newborn."

He looked at the golden line in his palm: "The first contact with this power stimulated my life energy, leading to a significant increase.

"Under the influence of this special power, my life energy is becoming more active, which can assist in cultivation. Next, my martial arts progress will be astonishing."

A thought flashed by, and Qin Jin looked forward.

As the golden mist merged, the more than thirty people prostrated on the ground seemed to sense it as well. After sitting up, they prostrated themselves again in salute, their faces even more devout.

Tears even welled up in the eyes of the leading elder at the very front, and he seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

"They're happy because I accepted their worship?"

Qin Jin murmured to himself, looking at the professional panel.

On the professional panel, the third profession was no longer unknown; it had fully generated.

[Sacrificial Spirit]