Cultivator vs. Galaxy: Rebirth in a World of Mechas

But it wasn’t a joke. It was real. It was the truth.

While some remained skeptical, they all believed it—because the source was undeniably reliable. Anything presented before the Federation Council was first verified by the Goddess of Wisdom herself. So, as unbelievable as it seemed, they accepted it as truth.

After all, for many—if not all—it had always been a given that the destructive power of Divine Pilots surpassed everything else. Not even the Federation’s dreadnought-grade warships or their colossal cannons were considered equal.

And yet... here they were. Watching undeniable evidence that a single warship had demonstrated power clearly greater than that of even Divine Pilots—at least in terms of raw destructive capability.

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So yes, their skepticism had been justified. Because what they were witnessing wasn’t just a powerful ship.

It was as if reality itself was shifting.

And they weren’t the only ones shaken to their very core.

The Divine Pilots—those considered the pinnacle of destructive power in the galaxy—glanced at one another, their eyes slightly widened in surprise. The footage had struck a nerve. If the Federation ever got its hands on the technology behind that warship, their own relevance could be called into question.

Despite this troubling thought, none of them voiced concern or challenged the Goddess. Instead, they waited in tense silence, their expressions solemn, letting the discussion unfold.

They knew they couldn’t interfere directly—nor would they do so indirectly—but deep down, each of them silently hoped the Goddess wouldn’t forget them. Nor should she attempt to crush their relevance to humanity in any form.

Though they were concerned, they were also somewhat relieved—for while adapting a ship like that might indirectly harm them in the long term, in the short term, it would benefit them in more than one way.

The Celestial Designers, meanwhile, were no different in their shock—but their reaction diverged in one clear way: they were excited. Their eyes gleamed with anticipation.