"Brother? So when you came down... when you came to this other world plane underwater, you were actually not much older than me?" A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Wright's mouth.

"At the age of 45, I have a deep memory. To be honest, people here have a deep memory of the world before entering. But here, after being bound by a diving suit and eroded by the lake, our memories will be more or less affected, including consciousness."

Wender said, tapping his head slightly with his broad palm covered by a dark white "suit", making a dull thumping sound, and the sound of water shaking in the container.

"Will I... become like this?" Wright suddenly felt a sense of extreme dizziness that penetrated into the spiritual realm, followed by an inexplicable sense of fear.

He suddenly felt that he was trapped in the hot yellow sand, and it seemed to be on the hillside of an incandescent ice field towering into the clouds.

The endless heat waves mixed with the extreme cold field were only able to detect the coldness. In his fantasy, he felt suppressed and breathless.

Fortunately, there was some oxygen-making device in the underwater ectopic plane, or in the first floor hall of this villa or castle, which allowed him to breathe in a very small breath of wind, eased his depression.

"You probably won't." Wender said firmly:

"Since you didn't have any changes when you first entered here, you won't be able to do so later.

I remember a senior who came in earlier than me and almost before SGD told me before he died that even if the people here did not enter here because of exploring the ruins of the city, they would be wrapped in a thick diving suit after entering.

He died a hundred years ago. Not long after he died, several explorers who called themselves "extraordinary people" came in with human appearance and identity, but they died in the end."

"Dead?" Wright murmured, staring at Wende in front of him with a slightly dull look at the "monster" in a thick dark white diving suit.

"It's here, this house died. They could see the second and third floors of the house, and even walked up there.

But we can't do it, all we see is darkness.

They explored the house, explored the huge underwater machinery, and explored the edge of the old city's ruins.

But one day, when I entered here to breathe as usual, I found that the few of them were sitting quietly on the stairs. Alas."

Wende sighed and continued:

“They sat like they were asleep normally. After all, humans all need sleep, and the ‘Extraordinary’ is no exception.

There is no bedroom that can be opened in this house, but there is a bathroom, but it reveals the aura of evil gods, and few people dare to approach it.

It seems that the topic is a bit off... Let's talk about their death. They usually sleep on the handrail and sit on the stairs for a nap. But that day, they sat quietly, and then didn't move, and did not make any more noise or breath, and died silently.

A few days later, their bodies turned into a bunch of black powder. I recognized those things as carbon, the products of human beings burned by flames or struck by lightning."

"Uh," Wright felt his mind a little clearer, and after thinking for a few seconds, he guessed "cautiously" scientifically:

"Will they starve to death? After all, there is no food here."

"Starting to death?" Wende's tone suddenly increased octave and he said in surprise:

"I thought no humans who come here had to eat."

Wright smiled bitterly, his facial expression first became numb, and then began to twist, then the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and finally he sighed a long time.

Then, he moved his legs, which were numb because of his long standing, and his arms with pain and soreness, and continued to say:

"By the way you are... I wish I could call you monsters. Will humans like this monster die? You mentioned that a senior died, but you said before that you are in the middle of survival and death. My understanding is that you are in the superposition of survival and death, like that cat that is both alive and dead. Isn't this contradictory?"

"Our state is intertwined with life and death, there is no doubt about this. But our consciousness will eventually disappear one day. Perhaps it is because the energy to maintain our body state is insufficient, or maybe it is because the monsters that bound us here have abandoned us.

In short, our complete death is a moment, either the lake water invaded the diving suit or it naturally explored inward, anyway, it would turn into a bunch of rags, broken metals and broken glass.

Oh, by the way..." Wende seemed to remember something, stretched out a finger in his wide palm, gestured for a moment, and said:

“I remember that there were many human bodies near the ruins of that old city.

There are old and swollen existences, and white and brand new existences. Although they are all swallowed up by the huge machines that keep running from time to time, I have noticed that they have lost their eyes and mouths. I even found a body that is very similar to my body.

We live here, in addition to patrolling the ruins of the old city according to the sounds we hear in our heads, we also grab some light balls of various colors and put them near the huge machinery, just look up at the top, fantasizing that one day we can leave here and return to my family. Of course, looking at the bodies of those humans is also a way of entertainment."

"Your family..." Wright scratched his head and said:

"Although I shouldn't say that, they should have left this miserable world long ago. However, according to the Imperial military laws, your family should have received a large amount of pensions and compensation, and can spend their lives smoothly and securely in any city. I believe that although they will always worry about you and miss you, they will also be proud of you because you are an Imperial military and smile with this honor."

After Wright finished speaking, he squeezed out a smile from the bottom of his heart, trying to create a rare feeling of happiness and warmth.

This made Wende resonate deep in his soul.

He paused a little, thought for a while, and supported the ground with his wide palm on one side, and after he removed his cross-legged posture, he stood up.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his wide soles forward, walked towards one wall, hanging

Nearby the portrait of "Ivan Twenty-II".

The feeling of the ground as if it was a small earthquake made Wright feel extremely uncomfortable and his body, which was standing there, felt shaking.

So, it was not until Winder stopped that Wright staggered and followed.

"I want to take the liberty to ask, Wright...Brother, are you an upper-level professional? The previous few 'Extraordinary people' left something here after exploring the ruins. If you are an upper-level professional, there should be a way to open it." Wender asked with his back to Wright.

"[Order], the upper class profession [Order], has been tested by the order of cards." Wright said without hesitation.

"Then it's fine. Brother Wright, you see it too. My hands are now unable to open the lid and drawer behind it, nor can I grab some small objects. So I want to ask you to remove the photo frame of "Ivan Twenty-second" first, which is my personal item behind it." Wender said in a requesting tone.

"Okay, OK," Wright agreed.

Then, he quickly stepped forward and reached out to easily take off the portrait of "Ivan Twenty-second" parallel to his head under the oil lamp.

Wright subconsciously weighed the weight of the portrait. After all, it was installed in a glass photo frame, and the metal with a golden texture on the edge looked like brilliant gold, which should be very heavy.

But he immediately realized that the photo frame was very light and extremely light. He didn't know if it was because of his strength or because of the underwater alien world.

It's obviously very metallic to the touch, but it always feels like I'm holding a piece of plastic.

However, even though he carefully checked the portrait and photo frame from beginning to end, he never dared to touch the white face "Ivan Twenty-second" with a sharp look.

The feeling of looking down at everything seemed to make all life and even the soul surrender to his feet made Wright shudder, but it seemed to have a kind of worship, even... longing.

After respectfully putting the portrait at his feet, Wright took a pure black lid on the back of the portrait in accordance with the direction guided by Wind and took out a small object inside.

"What is this?" Wright asked, pinching the small chain part of the small object.

"This is something that represents my thoughts, it is my object, you can play with it at will. By the way, when I first came here to breathe, the thing in my arms flew into it automatically. Then, those portraits hung on the wall under the support of magic power."

"Yes, this is your personal belonging." Wright smiled embarrassedly.

Wright held the object in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The small object is not big. Except for the small chain on the top that looks like a necklace, the piece of metal below looks like a silver material, which is only twice the size of a fingernail.

The whole is oval, with some patterns of flowers he did not recognize on the front, and a hieroglyph on the back.

If you look closely, the text is a bit distorted. It should be that the person who doesn’t know how to write it forcibly carve it in the form of painting.

It is somewhat similar to Chinese characters, but after thinking about it, it is neither simplified Chinese nor traditional Chinese characters. If this is Wende's personal item, the text should only belong to the Fire Empire.

"The meaning of this word is 'life, survival'." Wende suddenly added.

"'Life, Survival'? Do you pronounce it 'sheng'?" Wright said in Chinese.

"Have you known the language of the great kingdom in the east? For the pronunciation of this character, you are the most standard pronunciation of this character. Our language and text are very different from the Fire Empire in the east. I heard that one character has one pronunciation, representing a meaning, and we need the spelling of a word, and a word needs many letters to form." Wende commented in popular language.

"Sure enough, the Fire Empire." Wright said inexplicably.

The culture and texts of the Fire Empire now seem to be extremely similar to the foodie empire I lived in before I traveled through time, and even the pronunciations of some texts are exactly the same.

It seems that if you have the chance, after the battle of the Silent Highlands is over, if the empire really fails and goes to collapse and destruction, go to the Cruzd Empire for a few years, or in more than ten years, I must go to the Fire Empire in the east, or now it is the country of the Fire Federation.

Maybe it is easier for them to accept the same culture. Perhaps there are some immortal cultivators there who can open a magic circle and ritual for me to travel back in time.

After thinking for a few seconds, Wright focused on the small object in his hand.

This small object seems to be two semi-elliptical objects clasped together.

After Wright slightly pressed a metal button on the top of the pocket watch, the small object actually cracked from the middle, revealing... a photo inside?

"Photo? This is a rare thing. Now there is a shortage of supplies, and Chekavsk and even Socrates can't find several photo studios. Most of the big guys are used to using portraits instead of photos. It seems that the people in this photo are very important to you." Wright guessed.

"Yes. This is my child, I seem to have forgotten his name. But I hope you can take this thing to Zhnetsk and find my family... and give it to him.

Also, there is a crucial searcher in the things left by the ‘Extraordinary Man’. As an upper-level profession, you must be able to use it to enter the core of the sequential monster and find the ‘Emblem of Tomorrow’, thereby destroying the sequential monster or cutting off its energy source. In this way, you can leave here.” Wender pointed to the object storing the photos in Wright’s hand and said.

"So, is this a deal?" Wright guessed:

"Use searchers to find the emblem, and destroy the monsters, you monster-like humans can escape from here and let me leave. And your condition is nothing more than passing on your longing for more than two hundred years of existence to you...that's all?"

"That's all." Wende nodded:

"And I don't want more people to become monsters and lose their lives when they explore the ruins of old city that sink into the water after the ocean becomes a lake. They and I should not have endured such a fate, especially those who have misleading, who have not done anything evil that angers the Lord."

"Okay, I promise you." Lait's head and his eyes showed a firm look.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled open a drawer embedded in the wall behind the portrait under Wind's further instructions.
Chapter completed!