I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

The giant patted the map on his chest.

What is his name?

Lu Ban vaguely sensed that this world had some special considerations regarding names. Wilderness hunters used nicknames instead of names, and saints were all famous. Although it wasn't like some places where people could be controlled once their real names were known, perhaps in the wilderness, names were even more important than life itself.

After all, even if a saint with a name dies, he can still move in the form of a corpse and possess great power. Many people, even if they are alive, are as insignificant as ants.

Achilles.

Lu Ban was taken aback.

He never expected to hear this name from someone from another world. Although the pronunciation was slightly different, Lu Ban knew very well that the name the giant arm was referring to was the one that circulated in Lu Ban's world.

A hero of the Trojan War, a legendary warrior.

Do such legends exist in other lands as well?

"What's that name?"

Xia asked from the side, she seemed a little curious, after all, it involved such a high-level concept as saints, and for mages, understanding the gods and extraordinary powers of other lands was also part of their learning.

"I don't know. The names of those who are famous are all very strange. This drawing only shows that this saint was a very powerful and warlike person."

The giant hand shook its head.

"Where do the names of these saints come from?"

Lu Ban developed a strong sense of curiosity.

Is Achilles truly a man of extraordinary fighting prowess and exceptional bravery?

If he were named Einstein, would he be incredibly smart and have exceptional intelligence?

Lu Ban thought he could change his name to something invincible, maybe then he could stop time.

"I don't know. When famous people are alive, no one knows what their names are. They are only discovered after they die. No one knows where their names come from. Maybe it's from the ruins. There used to be a rumor that an ordinary wilderness hunter entered the ruins, found treasures, and became a saint. That's what everyone says."

Giant Wrist was also interested in these things, but for him, saints and the like were too distant; they were just adventure stories to tell around the campfire.

"That's why the ruins in the wilderness are so alluring."

Yan Xin smiled.

"Moreover, and more importantly, becoming a saint can alleviate the symptoms of crystal nucleus disease. For people like us, it is already difficult to live to the age of twenty-five, but saints can live for decades or even hundreds of years."

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

The group quickened their pace, seemingly trying to reach the ruins before anyone else noticed.

However, the light was still some distance away from them, and it wasn't until dusk that Lu Ban saw something different amidst the vast sand.

It was an abandoned city, the buildings long since collapsed, the walls and ruins weathered away, only the traces of its former glory could be vaguely discerned.

The city was enormous; the horizon that Lu Ban could see was completely occupied by it. He roughly estimated that it was at least the size of a district of Jiangcheng. For a world hundreds of years after the apocalypse, it was rare to have such a large urban area preserved.

The buzzing and the light had long since disappeared, but Lu Ban knew very well that the light had radiated over an area of ​​at least several hundred kilometers around. To expect that they were the only team in such a large area was a bit naive.

Therefore, entering the ruins as soon as possible and racing against time is imperative.

Riding camels into the ruins, the group had no time to appreciate the old-world charm. Giant Arm took out blueprints from his pocket and guided the group forward.

As darkness fell, stars rose, illuminating the world.

Without lighting torches, the group settled their camels against a sturdy-looking wall, packed their belongings, and prepared to explore the ruins further.

Lu Ban discovered that the technological level of the wasteland seemed to have regressed to a rather backward level. Of course, it was also possible that people did not pay attention to the development of technology because of the emergence of the Crystal Core Disease's superpower.

The five-person team had no firearms and almost no bows and arrows. They explored the city with torches and measured the time by observing the positions of the sun and stars. There was almost no trace of modern civilization in these people.

In the darkness, just as they left the camels, they saw what appeared to be a fire in a corner of the city.

Those must be other wilderness hunters.

Chapter 181 Ruins

"They're either novices or powerful hunting crews."

This is how the giant made his judgment.

“In the ruins, lighting a torch means revealing your location and may attract other monsters. Generally, only novices would recklessly light a torch. Of course, another possibility is a hunting party of a dozen people, who are well-equipped and capable of dealing with most enemies.”

Since the firelight wasn't there before entering the city and only just started, it can be preliminarily determined that the people on the other side have also just arrived at the edge of the ruins.

"No rush, we can wait for them to explore first and help us attract the monsters."

Flameheart was not flustered.

Xia followed behind Lu Ban without saying a word.

She glanced at Lu Ban, then silently snapped her fingers with her gloved hand.

A ripple spread, her eyes lit up, and she quickly found the answer.

"Sixteen people, more than twenty camels, and some large equipment are gathering together at a distance of about 700 meters from us."

She used her detection skills to quickly survey the surroundings.

Lu Ban remembered that Xia had said that her detection skills could only detect enemies about 100 meters away, but now she could detect enemies 700 meters away because she had specified a direction.

He doesn't understand magic.

However, it seems that magic is not static. It's not that fireball can only create a fireball; it might just create a ball of flame. How to use it is up to the mage.

There is no weakest spell, only the weakest mage.

A powerful mage, even if he only knows the Light spell, can repel the Balrog; a foolish mage, even if he possesses a world-destroying forbidden spell, can only end up in misery.

"...In addition, there are some things in the city that are not very friendly, underground, like insects."

Xia added.

"A city overrun by insects?"

Giant Wrist touched his chin; the crystals on his hands seemed to have spread further, covering his joints.

"Let's get away from these people. They'll probably move towards the city center and trigger the traps and monsters."

After finalizing the plan, they waited in different places for a while.

Standing on high ground, Lu Ban could clearly see the path the flames were taking.

First, the dimmer flames advanced, then the brightest flames followed, and finally the dimmer flames caught up. In addition, flames were rising from where they were encamped.

"Should we send scouts or advance teams to investigate, followed by the main force, and then a small rearguard?"

Lu Ban roughly understood their method of exploration.

This is completely different from the kind of operation often seen in movies where exploration teams split up and then reunite at a grave.

"Because the greatest enemy in the ruins isn't monsters, but humans?"

Lu Ban guessed that the reason for this was probably because this mode of travel had a strong suppressive effect on the Wasteland Hunters and was not afraid of most monsters. As for the Sage, if they really faced the Sage face to face, even if one or two people escaped, they might die in the desert. So they simply traveled together.

As Lu Ban watched the group of wilderness hunters searching the city, a sudden inspiration struck him; he felt as if there was something behind him.

He turned his head and saw a person dressed in white standing there.

The buildings here are of indeterminate age. Due to long-term weathering, there are no tall buildings anymore; the tallest are just two-story houses. Lu Ban stood on one of the rooftops, hiding against the wall.

And that person was right within arm's reach of Lu Ban.

It looks like a boy or a girl, its gender indistinguishable. It has long, dark hair and delicate features, but its eyes are completely black with no whites, giving it a slightly ferocious appearance.

Its robes covered its body, leaving only its bare feet exposed, spotless.

The man leaned forward slightly, as if curious about what Lu Ban was looking at. It seemed that this guy had been following behind Lu Ban while Lu Ban was observing that group of people.

"Who?"

Lu Ban gripped the crowbar in his hand and asked a question.

He didn’t know if the other party had any malicious intent, but the fact that this guy didn’t directly attack him meant that he wasn’t a mortal enemy.

Upon hearing Lu Ban's question, the man took a half-step back.

"#^&?"

It made some sounds, as if it were imitating Lu Ban.

"?"

A question mark appeared above Lu Ban's head.

"?"

A question mark appeared above the other person's head.

Lu Ban raised his left hand and waved it gently.

The man also raised his left hand and waved it gently.

As you can see, its hands are also very slender, like a woman's hands.

Lu Ban reached out his hand and gently patted the other's shoulder.

The fabric, as smooth as silk, had a soft yet cold feel to it.

Like a corpse that has passed the rigor mortis stage.

At the same time, the other person reached out and placed their hand on Lu Ban's shoulder, just like Lu Ban had done.

Its hands are also very soft; if they weren't cold, they must be incredibly delicate.

In these ruins, there was something that looked like a corpse. Even if Lu Ban had no idea, he could guess that this thing was probably the remains of a saint.

But... shouldn't the remains of a saint be something incredibly powerful, capable of ravaging the earth with a single glance, a cold and indifferent existence?

What's up with this guy who looks like a naughty brat?

Lu Ban glanced at the distance, where Sia was hidden in the shadows. The girl in full armor was staring intently at the firelight while casting a detection spell to investigate the situation.

However, her detection spells clearly did not cover Lu Ban's surroundings, or perhaps her detection spells were too low-level to detect any abnormalities around Lu Ban.

"Are you the remains of a saint?"

Lu Ban spoke directly, asking a question in a low voice.