I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Feng Yu watched as Lu Ban gradually turned into a cloud of gray mist and bandages. Her body gradually healed and returned to its original form. Then, a gust of wind and sand blew in, wrapping Feng Yu's body and turning her into a similar bandaged person.

"The air here contains a high level of toxins; even cockroaches on Earth would have difficulty surviving for more than five seconds."

Feng Yu reached out his hand, seemingly stroking the grayish-white mist.

"The structure of the fog is not molecules as known to humankind, but rather a kind of flowing, wriggling particle. Through its resonance with the gray fog, the people here can control the gray fog, absorb these particles, and make them a part of themselves. The earliest Geramad creatures were primitive insects. These insects continuously devoured, evolved, merged, and upgraded, eventually giving rise to various animals. Civilization truly emerged here when the Geramad people were born."

The visibility of the gray fog was very low; beyond two meters, nothing could be seen. Further away, it was pitch black, with no sunlight and no sky. The whole world was in a state of chaos and ambiguity.

"The biggest difference between the Geramads and the ordinary creatures here is twofold. One is the bandages on their bodies. This gray mist condensation not only has a stronger tissue structure than other gray mist creatures, but also makes the Geramads exceptionally sensitive, allowing them to perceive the world around them."

Hearing Feng Yu's words, Lu Ban calmed down, and soon, the scenery around him appeared in his mind.

This is a plain, covered by a thick fog. There are no plants visible to the naked eye on the ground, but some gray fog gathers near the ground, and with the change in density, it forms a shape that resembles animal activity.

Lu Ban could sense the composition of the gray fog, and he quickly came up with an idea.

This is polluted air.

The pollution mentioned here is not about carbon emissions or excessive sulfur, but rather that the air is polluted. The air in Chongqing is like a living thing, constantly invading the human body with each breath, gradually eroding the lungs, various organs, and ultimately causing biological alienation.

Lu Ban didn't know what the world was like in the beginning, but it was clear that pollution had arrived here from the very beginning and changed the course of the entire world.

If the islands and the Kingdom of Night were gradually succumbed to the ordinary world due to the invasion of pollution, then the Fog City is clearly a flower blooming from the mud amidst pollution.

This also makes it easy to understand the composition of the organisms here.

The higher the density of organisms and the more fog they contain, the stronger the pollution they cause.

In foreign lands, only pollution can fight pollution.

"listen."

Feng Yu suddenly grabbed Lu Ban.

Lu Ban listened carefully and could feel the vibrations within the gray fog.

The entire earth trembled.

It was a long, drawn-out roar, like the song of a whale. In Lu Ban's gray fog vision, he could see something swimming in the sky hundreds of kilometers away.

All he could see was a huge black shadow slowly stirring up the gray mist, stirring up a storm that was enough to cover the entire Jiangcheng. The gray mist became restless and boiling because of the presence of the other party, and countless creatures that were originally soaring nearby were directly crushed and turned into the most basic particles.

Hundreds of kilometers away in the sky, a catastrophe unfolded silently.

"What a big fish."

Lu Ban sighed, but Feng Yu burst out laughing.

"What you see is not a fish."

She pointed into the void.

"Those are just its fins."

Lu Ban then realized that it was already dawn.

The thing that could plunge the entire city into catastrophe with a mere movement was nothing more than the fin of this colossal creature, while its main body, blotting out the sky, plunged the entire area into darkness.

As the other party left, Lu Ban felt the surroundings brighten, and more gray mist creatures emerged from their slumber, making the earth "full of life".

"The geological strata here are very thin, perhaps even thinner than the moon, but the atmosphere is very thick, exceeding the Earth's standard of 8,000 kilometers. The city of the Jeramad people is located above the clouds."

As Feng Yu spoke, he floated up into the air.

"I haven't been in this foreign land for very long. I only know a few big cities. The closest one to us should be the Primordial Cloud Sea, which is one of the earliest cities established by the Jelamed people. It's about a thousand kilometers away by plane."

Lu Ban followed Feng Yu's footsteps and floated up. He found that he could move effortlessly in the mist, as if he were a fish in water, and his speed was extremely fast, soon breaking the speed of sound.

For bandaged people, their movement is more like a process of absorption, absorbing the mist in front of them by contact and simultaneously spraying gray mist behind them. The speed of the entire process depends on the speed of absorption; therefore, the stronger the bandaged person, the faster their speed and strength.

Of course, Lu Ban had no way to determine the physical rules here, but he felt that the universal principles were probably no different in this world.

The two flew for a while, but Lu Ban had no reference time and didn't know how long it had been. Finally, he sensed a huge barrier ahead.

It's called a barrier, but it's actually just a slightly thicker layer of gray fog.

The fog formed a huge city. Outside the city, countless bandaged people hovered, while inside the city, in the area that Lu Ban sensed, there were more than hundreds of thousands of bandaged people.

That's just the tip of the iceberg for the city.

If so many bandaged people were to choose to invade other alien realms, relying on the poisonous fog and their own combat power within the fog, even a world like Lu Ban's would find it difficult to resist. They might survive, but most of them would die a violent death.

This is not Lu Ban's paranoia; it is something that has already happened.

Lu Ban felt that they should have a proper experience at the amusement park.

When they were about a few kilometers from the city, Lu Ban and Feng Yu stopped.

People with bandages occasionally passed by, but no one paid any attention to this place.

Lu Ban pulled the [Strange Amusement Park] out of his body.

In an instant, the amusement park rapidly expanded, forming a misty, three-dimensional city in the clouds amidst the gray fog.

Lu Ban entered the amusement park and saw that the staff had also turned into people with bandages, and the Time Worms had become some kind of cute creature shrouded in gray mist.

Because the bizarre is the rule, and rules are not based on form of expression, the bizarre, upon arriving in this alien land, quickly adapted to its ecology and became a paradise in the foggy city.

Lu Ban and Feng Yu came out of the amusement park. They didn't wait around for others to come, because according to the nature of amusement parks, they would attract other people to come and play.

All they need to do is wander around the world and wait for a harvest.

Chapter 472 brings everyone a place of relaxation and joy.

Pale is a Jelamed.

He had a wish: to become a chosen one, selected by the Gate of Chaos, and go to conquer other realms.

Yes, in the foggy city, the Chosen Ones are not a secret, but common knowledge.

The people of Fog City call these chosen ones great warriors. The Gate of Chaos gave them the opportunity to leave this barren land and go to other exotic realms. Since then, the people of Fog City's understanding of the world has expanded.

For the first time, they learned that other worlds had mild climates, diverse creatures, and inexhaustible energy.

Unfortunately, the selection of the chosen ones is entirely determined by that supreme and great being; no one can be selected through any tricks, it all depends on luck.

Becoming a chosen one means having the highest authority below the king, and it means more gray fog and more resources.

The Chosen Ones are also in great danger. For example, not long ago, two Chosen Ones were believed to have perished in the alien realm, Flash and Thunder, which was a major loss for the people of Fog City.

Pale considered himself to be quite strong, and becoming a Chosen One was only a matter of time. He even sometimes had a despicable and malicious desire to kill more Chosen Ones so that he could take their place.

Having left the primordial sea of ​​clouds, Pale was about to go find some friends when he suddenly sensed something was wrong with the gray fog ahead.

When was a building built here?

He sensed a towering, foggy complex ahead, its shape somewhat unusual, quite different from anything he had seen before.

A sense of curiosity welled up in Pale's heart, and he wanted to go inside the complex.

The surrounding clansmen had disappeared without a trace. Pale didn't seem puzzled. Instead, he drifted towards a less densely populated area within the complex. According to the customs of the Geramaids, such places were usually entrances and exits.

Upon arriving here, Pale saw a strange building. It was very short, resembling a pavilion, and in the open window was a yellowish-brown man from the misty city.

Although the people of Fog City are all made of gray fog, some people will dye themselves with certain colors to distinguish themselves or express their individuality. Pale thinks that's just crazy.

Pale arrived at the building and was about to go inside when he heard a voice.

"Guest, you need to buy a ticket to enter."

Pale turned his head and saw the yellowish-brown city dweller blocking his way.

Where is this place?

Pale question.

"It's an amusement park, a place that brings joy and relaxation to everyone."

The other party immediately replied.

Pale realized something. There were similar facilities in the Primordial Cloud Sea. They used a special gray mist that could immerse people in it and give them great enjoyment. This place seemed to be a large store.

"how much is it?"

Fog City naturally has commerce, but their currency is gray fog, which is their own power. Using gray fog for trade is a manifestation of the law of the jungle.

"One hundred gray fogs."

The other party replied.

"That's really expensive."

Pale immediately backed down. Even in the Primordial Cloud Sea, a hundred gray fogs could provide enough for two meals of fog, so using them to explore this strange "amusement park" would be a waste.

But since he was already there, Pale paid the money and prepared to go inside.

"Please wait a moment, guest, here is a guidebook."

A cloud of gray mist, resembling solidified fog, was handed over to Pale.

He entered the amusement park, absorbing knowledge from the gray fog. First, he saw a map.

Ferris wheel, roller coaster, carousel—these were all unfamiliar terms to Pale, but fortunately, the accompanying diagrams of the gray fog allowed him to roughly understand how these devices worked.

Then, Pale noticed that there were a few more rules below.

Rule 1: You must experience all the rides before leaving the amusement park.

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Pale didn't quite understand why this amusement park had such a rule: what would happen if you left without experiencing all the rides?

He became curious and glanced behind him.

The yellowish-brown city dweller was showing me a friendly demeanor; in the foggy city, this demeanor was equivalent to a smile.

However, it would be foolish to immediately act upon entering, and Pale immediately realized the purpose of this rule.

"Is this some kind of scam to trick gullible people into paying so they'll try to leave after being ripped off?"

"As smart as I am, I would never do that."

Pale took two more steps and continued reading the rules.

[Rule 2: The toy fog bears in the amusement park will not drift on their own. If you see a toy fog bear drifting on its own, please contact the nearest yellowed staff member immediately.]