"For decades, Spring City had never experienced the jubilation that it did tonight.
Explosions popped like firecrackers, incessantly ringing in the ears as flames burst forth one after another, akin to fireworks. The echoing reverberations spread and overlapped, a feast for the eyes as the Flame Light diffused in all directions.
All of it stemmed from the Ghost Car fleet that Ji Jue had sent out.
The first wave, eleven vehicles, had all been dispatched.
And the second batch, ready and awaiting orders, silently bided its time.
There was no need to worry about raw materials; they were scattered all over the ruins and streets of Spring City, all discarded vehicles, some not even requiring repair.
At worst, they could cannibalize parts from one to patch up another, piecing together a few complete ones.
