The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

The boy looked at Chen Feng and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Sure enough, I found it."

"Wasteland Era...heh."

The boy murmured the name, his eyes sparkling with unprecedented interest.

"I'm starting to get interested in that place now."

The moment the words left his mouth, the boy's figure began to blur.

He stood there, his body like a sand painting blown away by the wind, fading and disappearing little by little.

After getting the information he wanted, the boy left immediately.

He didn't continue questioning Chen Feng. Although he had high hopes for this group, he couldn't fully trust them.

If he is misled, he might take many detours.

Having finally gained the opportunity to take the initiative, he didn't want to waste any time.

As for confirming the news, he believed that all he needed to do was go to that so-called Dragon Country.

The fact that the other party could say it so easily means that this matter is not a secret in China.

"Wait!" Sun Miao called out instinctively, taking a step forward.

However, it was too late.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the last glimpse of the boy vanished completely into the air.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

Sun Miao slowly lowered his hand, turned around, and looked at Chen Feng, who remained silent, with a hint of confusion on his face.

"Captain, what exactly is the treasure they're looking for? Will it...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng's gaze swept over him.

Sun Miao's remaining words caught in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He understood the warning in that gaze.

Now is not the time to discuss this.

Chen Feng withdrew his gaze, glanced around at the various expressions on the faces of his team members, and spoke in a steady voice, forcibly pulling everyone's thoughts back to reality.

"Whatever they're looking for, that's none of our business."

"We just need to do our own thing."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the restless flames that had just ignited in everyone's hearts.

Chen Feng's thoughts were far more complex than he appeared.

treasure.

A treasure that can bring God back to life.

The image of that general store and the owner, who always looked lazy and lounging in his rocking chair, kept popping into his mind.

If he's not mistaken, the treasure that guy is talking about is probably related to the general store.

"Let's go, this place is no longer safe."

Chen Feng issued the order without the slightest hesitation.

Now, all he wanted was to finish investigating the bronze coffin as quickly as possible and return home.

He received too much information on this trip, and it was too shocking.

Although there is no internet in the Holy Elephant Kingdom, messages can be successfully transmitted by entering the Wasteland Era.

He tried it, and Wasteland Era was able to be accessed normally.

Although it's a bit more troublesome than making a phone call directly, at least it's not entirely without a solution.

But right now, all he wants is to get back to the Dragon Kingdom as soon as possible.

He could sense that the world was becoming increasingly dangerous. If these people could reach the Holy Elephant Kingdom, what about the Dragon Kingdom?

Did 'someone' come too?

It seems that the Dragon Kingdom is in dire need of talent right now...

"yes!"

The members responded in unison, quickly recovering from the shock and regaining the professionalism expected of a combat squad, and began to keep watch on their surroundings.

......

far away.

Inside the bright and luxurious little house.

An old man dressed in gray cloth sat cross-legged, with a child sitting opposite him with an expressionless face.

Their presence blended seamlessly with the surrounding darkness, their aura so faint that no one noticed them.

The old man had a smile on his face, and he seemed quite interested in Chen Feng and the others.

"Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise."

His voice was soft, with a hint of satisfied laughter.

The child looked up, a puzzled expression on his innocent face.

"Grandpa, could this 'Wasteland Era' they're talking about be what we're looking for?"

Upon hearing this, the old man slowly shook his head.

"uncertain."

He paused, then his smile deepened.

"But it's very possible."

The child asked with a hint of appropriate confusion, "But what exactly is that treasure?"

The old man smiled.

He stretched out a withered finger and casually drew circles in the air.

"It could be a person, a knife, or a small pebble on the ground."

"Nobody knows what it looks like, or what form it will take."

The child seemed to want to ask something more, but the old man waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.

The old man refocused his gaze on the ground, watching Chen Feng lead his team in an orderly fashion as they began to move away from the area.

"Let's just wait and see."

His voice carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

"I think these guys will definitely surprise us again."

......

the other side.

More than twenty figures were running frantically in a sorry state.

The relief of surviving the ordeal made everyone's steps lighter.

As they ran, they kept looking back, afraid that Chen Feng and his group would catch up.

"Damn it, I finally survived."

"That lord is truly formidable, easily injuring that brat. I wonder when I'll ever have such strength."

"It's a pity we didn't kill him."

"How can these people from the Dragon Kingdom be so strong? Could it be that gods have descended upon the Dragon Kingdom too?!"

The leader of the chosen ones also wore a relaxed smile. He slowed his pace and turned back to the group, saying, "We are definitely safe now."

"They've gone this far, even if they want to back out, it'll be too late..."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a figure appeared on the road in front of them without warning.

The figure stood there quietly, as if it had been waiting for them all along.

Realizing their path was blocked, everyone panicked instinctively, their relaxed nerves instantly tensing up as they all assumed a defensive posture.

But when they saw the person's face clearly, their tension suddenly vanished.

Because the person who came was the very boy who had just saved them.

For an instant.

Everyone wore fawning smiles.

The leader of the chosen ones stepped forward quickly and said enthusiastically, "Friend, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, we would probably be doomed today."

"Why don't you come back with us? The God will be very grateful to you when he finds out what you did for him."

The people around immediately echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, yes, our divine being is most generous and will surely bestow boundless blessings upon you."

The boy looked at them, a faint smile playing on his lips.

One of the gods' favorites who was closest to the boy, seeing that the boy did not react, boldly moved closer, almost touching the boy.

"Sir, look..."

Click.

A crisp sound of bone cracking suddenly rang out in the silent wasteland.

The smile on the face of the chosen one had not yet faded when his head drooped down at an odd angle.

The boy's hand was gripping his neck.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the still-warm corpse was tossed aside.