I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Lu Ban reached out and placed his hand on the "glass".

Countless words appeared.

[A material beyond imagination, capable of isolating pollution to a certain extent without causing breathing difficulties, perfectly flawless and impeccable; you have no idea how it was made.]

This thing can withstand missile attacks; it's sturdy and durable, and will remain unchanged for fifty years!

[Caution: Do not place in heavily polluted areas, as this may cause oxidation.]

Information about this "glass" appeared before Lu Ban's eyes.

"It really is high-tech."

After careful examination, Lu Ban concluded that this material could probably not be produced on Earth. Many of the elements it contained could not be found on Earth, and its molecular structure did not follow the physical laws of Earth. It was a completely alien product.

This "glass" has also been contaminated, which is why it looks like this.

Lu Ban then placed his hand on the metal equipment at his feet.

[Capable of storing most supplies, that's great!]

[It can shrink and store inorganic matter in a way that you can't understand at all.]

With perfect anti-theft technology, don't try to take anything that doesn't belong to you from here.

It looks like a storage device for supplies; probably the tools those giants used to combat pollution were taken from here.

Thinking of this, Lu Ban glanced again at the huge silver nail standing on the sea.

He couldn't read the properties of the Nataville time anchor because of the distance, so Lu Ban decided to swim over and take a look.

Anyway, Lao Song isn't here.

He gestured the distance, then clenched his fist and, as if throwing a grenade, forcefully swung his hand forward.

Lu Ban's fist flew out quickly, passing through the glass, over the beach, and into the sea.

The fist quickly transformed into the shape of a small octopus, which swam very fast and arrived next to the silver nail in the blink of an eye.

It was only then that Lu Ban noticed the size of the nail. It was like a thousand-year-old towering tree, standing firmly amidst the waves, as if suppressing the world.

One of the octopus's tentacles gently touched the surface of the seemingly metallic steel nail.

Countless words emerged.

But Lu Ban didn't have time to see the words clearly.

He only felt some kind of frenzied, fragmented, indescribable babbling echoing in his ears.

The octopus suddenly swelled up in the next instant.

bang——

It burst open like a balloon.

Chapter 823 Repaying in the Future

Lu Ban felt his head was boiling.

The octopus exploded into pieces, each piece burning and turning to ashes.

The contamination did not stop, but was transmitted along the connection between the land and the octopus.

In an instant, he felt an unprecedented dizziness, as if he were being tossed around in a swaying boat, which gave him a strong urge to vomit.

However, before Lu Ban could vomit, he no longer needed to worry about this problem.

bang——

Lu Ban's head exploded, and pink, red, and white semi-solids were everywhere, splattering on the glass, like the masterpiece of a malfunctioning food processor that had made a mess of the entire kitchen.

His body immediately melted, turning into a puddle of minced meat.

A magical barrier surrounded Xia Ya blocked Lu Ban's explosion. She was a little stunned as she watched Lu Ban dripping down the glass dome. She couldn't help but reach out, dip her fair finger in Lu Ban, and lick it.

"It tastes awful."

Having reached a conclusion, Xia immediately spat out Lu Ban from her mouth.

The next moment, the melted Lu Ban gradually coalesced and quickly returned to human form.

The parts that Sia had just eaten returned to him.

"Aren't you a little too small?"

Xia looked Lu Ban up and down and commented.

"Where is it too small?"

Lu Ban looked around at himself but didn't find anything wrong.

"It feels like it's shrunk a size."

Xia patted Lu Ban.

"Oh, it has indeed shrunk by a size."

Thinking about it, Lu Ban realized that the flesh about the size of his fist had evaporated earlier, so he was indeed a bit smaller.

It's not a big problem; it's still usable.

What did you just see?

Xia asked again.

Lu Ban certainly didn't explode for no reason; he must have come into contact with something.

Moreover, there's very little pollution left that could cause Lu Ban to explode like this; it must be some kind of powerful medicine.

"Something not very good."

Although Lu Ban suffered a huge shock at that moment, his rationality collapsed, and he could not even maintain his human form. He could almost pull out his spinal cord and use it as a sword, but he still gained something.

Knowledge is pollution, and pollution is also knowledge.

As long as one can withstand the erosion and alienation brought about by pollution, one can acquire a wealth of knowledge far beyond imagination.

Therefore, Lu Ban also gained knowledge.

He closed his eyes, and in the void, some silver bubbles appeared.

The bubbles did not burst; they continued to rise, coalescing like soap, creating a bizarre and fantastical scene.

Although the scene looks harmonious, it has an eerie atmosphere.

Within these shimmering bubbles, Lu Ban saw some images.

On planets that have not yet cooled, lava flows and solidifies.

A futuristic city collapses under the immense weight of a giant metallic moon.

And in the vast purple sea, the twisted and ugly creature takes its first step onto the ground.

As these images floated on the surface of the bubbles, Lu Ban saw the silver nail suspended high in the sky. As the nail fell, the surrounding alien world seemed to be pulled down.

Knowledge about the Tavel time anchor quickly came to his mind.

Although the materials needed to make this thing were not something Lu Ban could easily obtain, he still understood the basic principles.

Great harvest.

"It seems that this time anchor won't last much longer."

Lu Ban quickly replied.

Even for someone at the Glorious Realm, seven thousand years is definitely not a fleeting moment.

The energy required for the Tavel time anchor to anchor time is enormous. Generally speaking, this energy does not come from nothing, but is taken from the people and used for the people.

For example, the energy used to anchor time at the Tavel time anchor located on He Island comes from He Island itself.

This energy is not just energy in the conventional sense, but also includes the future of other lands, the foundation of civilizations, and potential.

It can be said that Tavel's time anchor is using the future and the island to fill the gaps in the present.

As energy continues to burn and be consumed, the island's future will become increasingly backward, and it will get closer and closer to destruction.

It gives the impression of using future money to pay off present debts.

There are actually some paradoxes here.

The more brilliant the civilization of He Island becomes, the more energy it can absorb, and the more time it can dedicate to resolving this awakening of the Outer God, thus creating a better environment for the development of civilization on He Island.

This is a closed loop.

As the island's energy is continuously used to anchor time, their future is dwindling, leading to a depletion of remaining energy and ultimately making it difficult to solve the problem.

If Lu Ban were an excellent mathematician and alien scientist, he should be able to calculate a threshold limit. When the impact of pollution exceeds this threshold, the alien realm is beyond hope because its future energy supply cannot guarantee that the problem can be solved now. Continuing will only lead to the destruction of the alien realm and all efforts will be in vain.

However, if the pollution impact does not reach the threshold, then the current problem can be solved by utilizing the continuous energy from the future, and this alien land is worth saving.

Morally speaking, this way of calculating is too cold-blooded and ruthless, but in a foreign land, only by being meticulous in one's calculations can one survive.

The reason why the Glorious Realm travels to other realms to save these worlds ravaged by the Old Ones is not because they are saints who cherish life, but because all other realms are being corrupted, and the Glorious Realm is no exception. In order to avoid the inevitable apocalypse, the people of the Glorious Realm have to deal with the crises in these other realms and try to find the answers.

This is why the Brilliant Realm was ultimately destroyed. They could not find the answer, all their efforts were in vain, and even their own world had exceeded that threshold. Under precise calculation, destruction was the optimal answer.

Of course, in the case of He Island, without the intervention of the Brilliant Realm, the awakened Outer God would have destroyed this place in an instant, and there would have been no future to speak of.

But after a brief observation of the data from the Tavel time anchor here, Lu Ban quickly came to a conclusion.

That means, based on the current progress, He Island belongs to the part of the alien world that has been "abandoned".

Once the people of the Glorious Realm have reached their conclusion, they should leave immediately to minimize the losses and use their tools to completely flatten this alien land.

To save this place and reverse everything, we need some means to balance things out and bring the pollution here down to a threshold.

Thinking of this, Lu Ban felt the surroundings darken.

The sky didn't change, but a huge shadow covered the spot where he and Sia were.

Old Song is back.

Chapter 824 It doesn't matter, it's all the same.