I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Lu Ban listened to Feng Yu's story but didn't feel any change in himself.

"The level of contamination from this knowledge is slightly lower than what you've experienced. You were able to face the one in the Pleiades and survive. This level of knowledge can no longer corrupt you."

Feng Yu answered.

"Is there any other similar knowledge? I have plenty of time, I can listen slowly."

Lu Ban immediately said.

Since I won't be affected by it anyway, I might as well listen.

"..."

Feng Yu was speechless.

Lu Ban's behavior of taking advantage of every opportunity to profit is truly rare.

"Let's put those things aside for now. Having hunting dogs will make our next move much easier."

Feng Yu decided to ignore Lu Ban's attempt to take advantage of the situation.

"By the way, what should we do next?"

Lu Ban only knew that he was coming to Nape Island, but the Starship had already sunk and the tourists and crew had all left. Did he have to dive down to the bottom of the sea to explore the wreckage of the Starship?

He does have the ability to breathe underwater and can dive for as long as he wants, but is it really necessary to come here specifically to confirm this?

Moreover, Feng Yu initially said he wanted to show Lu Ban a deeper secret of the alien world. What is that?

"Two nights from now, the island should be somewhat different."

Feng Yu answered.

With flights running every three days, now is indeed the closest we can get to Pohnpei Island on time two nights from now.

After having lunch, Lu Ban and Feng Yu booked a double room at the only hotel on the island.

"So, why is it a room with a double bed?"

Lu Ban walked into the room and looked at Feng Yu with some confusion, feeling that the hotel owner's gaze towards him earlier was a bit off.

"To deal with potential problems, it's best if the two of us work together, each in our own room. If we encounter danger at night, we simply won't be able to keep an eye on each other."

Feng Yu replied, while putting down his luggage.

"If you feel shy, you can tell me in advance and I will make an excuse to leave."

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Lu Ban felt that he should be the one to say those words.

The two rested at the hotel for a while and went out to find food in the evening. After dinner, it was completely dark. The stars that could not be seen in big cities were now dotting the inky black sky. Lu Ban looked around but did not find any familiar stars. He looked towards the center of the island.

There, thousands of artificial islands form the massive ruins of Nanmadol. The huge and heavy bricks now appear eerily green under the starlight. Scientifically speaking, this is because these stones contain fluorite, which was used by past kings who wished to create a ghostly kingdom for themselves.

However, such ruins appear particularly eerie at night.

Those collapsed or damaged buildings, emitting a ghostly glow in the woods, are like cities of the dead. In fact, most of these remaining buildings are tombs, the places where the remains of those once invincible monarchs were placed after their deaths. However, during the war, this place was the front line of the Pacific War. The flames of war swept across the entire island after the raiders, and even the tombs of the once supreme rulers could not escape destruction.

Over the next two days, Lu Ban and Feng Yu examined the ruins on Pohnpei Island. These ruins did not possess the cursed power of legend. Although they still did not understand how these buildings were constructed, compared to the wonders sculpted by the mighty forces of otherworldly realms, these structures, which could be completed simply by humans accumulating time, were merely ordinary.

Of course, although the two slept in the same room, nothing of the fan service that is often seen in movies happened.

Rather, Lu Ban strongly suspected that if he were to unfortunately witness Feng Yu's "fan service" scenes, they would likely be filled with eyeballs, tentacles, and indescribable horror.

He wasn't sure if the benefits were good or not, but they certainly seemed very fortunate.

As for the hunting dog, Lu Ban named it "Laika" in memory of the little dog that made important contributions to mankind. It was very well-behaved, neither needing to be walked every day nor seemingly needing to relieve itself.

Every night, it would turn into black mist for a period of time and disappear, only to return after about half an hour, looking as if it had eaten and drunk its fill.

Lu Ban didn't know what it had eaten, and hoped it wouldn't get an upset stomach.

Two days later, to Lu Ban's surprise, the sky over Pohnpei Island, which had been calm and sunny, suddenly turned gloomy.

Upon arriving at the front desk, I found the television, whose signal was interfering, was playing the news.

A typhoon is coming.

Chapter 294 The Storm Is Coming

Pohnpei Island is located in the western Pacific Ocean, close to the equator, and it is normally difficult for typhoons to form there.

Because the formation of typhoons includes the Coriolis force, which is the force that causes vortices to rotate clockwise or counterclockwise.

The higher the latitude, the stronger the Coriolis force, while the Coriolis force is the smallest at the equator.

Under normal circumstances, typhoons do not form in areas within five degrees of latitude of the equator. Pohnpei Island is located at around six degrees north latitude, and historically, it has only experienced a handful of typhoons. Instead, it has been hit by equatorial tropical cyclones. Although these cyclones also cause heavy rain, they are less likely to form a distinct eye compared to typhoons, and their pressure and temperature changes are less significant, resulting in much less destructive power.

However, in October and November of last year, a rare and massive typhoon appeared in the western Pacific Ocean. Satellite cloud images showed a huge cyclone stretching across a vast area of ​​sea between the Solomon Islands and Hawaii, bringing a once-in-a-millennium storm to this region.

At that time, even the largest cargo ships could not withstand the onslaught of the storm. More than 90% of shipping routes in the Pacific Ocean were shut down, and the number of ships that suffered maritime disasters far exceeded the total number of ships in the past ten years. In comparison, the Starship accident was considered relatively minor.

"A typhoon is coming, make sure to close the windows."

The hotel owner remarked that he had probably learned from last year's events and wouldn't be so easily surprised.

Lu Ban first called Qin Tiantian in China and told her about the situation here, asking her to continue to keep an eye on the employees. Although Qin Tiantian made a good promise, Lu Ban turned on the live stream just in case. She saw that Qin Tiantian was broadcasting Apex Online, and several of the IDs in the stream looked very familiar to Lu Ban.

"Never mind, as long as the work is done, that's fine."

Based on the current progress, the final production work will definitely be completed before September, which will be just in time to bring a great gift to people all over the world around Christmas. Lu Ban is not in a hurry.

The call signal was getting worse and worse. Lu Ban checked the news and saw that the eye of the typhoon was clearly visible. The huge storm was even worse than last year. Before noon, the rainstorm arrived.

Lu Ban had never seen such a torrential downpour.

Large raindrops pelted the glass like bullets, making a clanging sound. Even with the windows tightly shut, the wind would still seep in through the few gaps, howling sharply. The air was filled with the damp, fishy smell of the sea, and every now and then you could see something being blown into the sky, soaring into the infinitely high heavens.

Further away, the rain had obscured most of the view. The rain fell like a waterfall, isolating the entire island. Occasionally, a loud crash could be heard, the sound of trees being uprooted and blown down.

Lu Ban's [True Vision] allows for a clearer view.

On the distant beach, all the tourist facilities had been destroyed, the wooden houses had been blown down, the golden sand was covered with a deep black layer, the seawater had become murky as ink, and the huge waves were towering, making people feel the powerful pressure of nature.

When Lu Ban was in school, he used to look forward to typhoon days, because if a typhoon made landfall, classes might be suspended and holidays might be in effect.

But if he had actually faced a typhoon like this before, he certainly wouldn't have found typhoon days enjoyable.

In the distance, the speed at which the clouds moved was visible to the naked eye. Dark clouds carrying bright silver lightning disappeared in an instant, and torrential rain fell from the clouds, dyeing the sea and sky the same color along with the surging tide.

In such a storm, wanting to leave the house and go outside is practically insane.

Lu Ban looked at the port. Most of the ships had been moved ashore, while a few larger ships were anchored in the port. However, the waves were too big, and the ships were bobbing up and down, occasionally hitting the pier, as if they would sink at any moment.

As for the Nanmadol ruins on the mountain, they radiated a greenish glow in this dark and secluded world.

The eerie green light was so striking in the storm, like an ancient city that had come back to life.

No, that's not an illusion.

Lu Ban carefully observed the buildings and immediately noticed that their density seemed to have increased compared to before, as if the buildings had split, grown, and replicated under the baptism of a storm.

"Time is up."

Feng Yu stood beside Lu Ban, looking out the window at the dark green buildings.

Whether it was Lu Ban's imagination or not, Feng Yu seemed pale and vulnerable than usual.

Did you hear that?

Feng Yu looked at Lu Ban. Her originally dark eyes now showed a hint of crimson, like blood that had not yet congealed. The shape of her pupils was not human, but more like some ancient being with an ancient history and a long life.

Lu Ban was taken aback, then listened carefully.

Amidst the whimpering, baby-like sobs caused by the storm pounding against the windows, a soft murmur could be heard.

It was like a prayer from a primitive tribe, faint and indistinct, carrying a sense of sublimity yet exuding an eeriness.

Lu Ban quickly realized that the sound was not a hallucination, but came from downstairs.

He immediately took Laika downstairs. The short-legged dog scurried down the steps, and Lu Ban followed behind it, soon witnessing the strange event that occurred.

The hotel owner, who was working normally, was now in a distorted posture. He stood at the hotel entrance, facing the direction of the ruins in the midst of the wind and rain, bowing his head to the ground, blood and rainwater mingling. He was muttering the same murmur that Lu Ban had heard.

"■■■■■!"

The murmurs that no one could hear now took on a solemn and sacred quality in a world with the storm as the background noise.

Lu Ban pressed down on the hotel owner's shoulder, and the man turned around.

His face, ashen from the cold, revealed two dark, empty eyes that reflected Lu Ban's figure. He didn't open his mouth, yet a constant murmur emanated from his throat, making one wonder if, even if his throat were slit and he were killed, becoming a corpse, he would probably continue to pray.

"The people on this island are normal human beings most of the time, but it is only at this time that the marks left by their ancestors are revealed."

Feng Yu appeared behind Lu Ban at some point. Her voice was soft, but it masked the rhythm of the storm, allowing Lu Ban to hear it clearly.

Looking over the hotel owner's shoulder, Lu Ban saw the people on the island standing in the storm, letting the wind and rain beat against their bodies. They did not react at all, but continued to worship the ruins of the building in the center of the island.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky and hit the building in the very center of the island.

However, the broken walls and ruins were not damaged at all. Instead, Lu Ban saw that the eerie green light had become even stronger. In addition, he also saw something else.

No, it's some people.

Three people appeared at the spot where the lightning had struck.

They appeared in the ruins accompanied by lightning!

Is this what you wanted to show me?

Lu Ban turned to Feng Yu and asked.

"Let's go."

Feng Yu did not answer, but pointed to the ruins.

Chapter 295 You're So Dirty

It is extremely difficult to move forward in a typhoon.

According to Lu Ban's estimate, the wind force is definitely over level 16, with a maximum wind speed of over 50 meters per second. Combined with the heavy rain, it's like bullets hitting a person head-on.

Umbrellas are completely useless, and raincoats only make you more susceptible to being blown away by the wind. Lu Ban walked in the rain with his small backpack, feeling as if the world was ending.