I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Any attempt to understand or analyze the ineffable greatness of existence will bring disaster.

Ignorance is the greatest wisdom.

"Don't worry, the data collection will be completed in about a hundred seconds. Hold on for a little while, and you'll be back to normal once we get you out of here. Well, that is, if you can still maintain your human will."

Old Song said that he was focused on data collection, occasionally taking a shot at those guys to clear obstacles, and the giant didn't seem to care about Lu Ban's life or death.

As for Shia, she seemed to have used magic to shut down her senses, standing next to the equipment like a puppet, occasionally shifting stiffly to avoid being stepped on by the other giants.

Sia, who can make books read by themselves when they grow up, clearly has her own understanding of how to prevent pollution.

Nevertheless, her body underwent some changes. The limbs beneath the armor swelled slightly, as if inflated, but the sturdy steel prevented the contents of her body from escaping.

Even the mere presence of pollution sources near a location can bring disaster to the surrounding area.

At this moment, Lu Ban had to thank his [True Vision]. Even if he gouged out his own eyes, [True Vision] would still deliver firsthand information about the contamination to his mind. Even if it wasn't exactly a lifesaver, it was certainly adding fuel to the fire.

He quickly collapsed to the ground, his body disintegrating into a bubbling mass of flesh.

In this state, Lu Ban's ability to resist pollution has become much stronger.

Just like how people of normal build need to put in a lot of effort and time to lose a pound or two, but fat people can lose several pounds just by skipping one meal—since they have nothing left to lose, they are naturally not afraid of pollution.

Old Song glanced at Lu Ban and found the guy quite interesting, and several experimental methods flashed through his mind.

But he quickly put those thoughts aside, realizing that monitoring data was still the most important thing.

One hundred seconds later, the buffer zone was boiling like the largest hot pot, with red, white, pink, green, and yellow things churning up and down, like the limbs of humans and wild beasts circling in mid-air, forming one ferocious and bizarre monster after another. Those monsters were then quickly blasted through by Old Song's cannon.

In a daze, Lu Ban felt that the pistol in Old Song's hand had a hint of a "last words".

The red sunlight shone on Lu Ban, making him feel warm and cozy, as if he had returned home.

He felt like he was being lifted up, like he was carrying a bag of bubble tea with coconut jelly.

As he swayed, Lu Ban's thoughts drifted beyond the deep well. He thought of many things, and then a question suddenly arose in his mind.

"Huh? Weren't there three of us when we came in?"

Chapter 829 Purple Light

As Lu Ban thought of this, he had already arrived outside the deep well.

The black pillar remained unmoved, and no one knew that within it lay a terror powerful enough to destroy the world.

Lu Ban was carried back to the beach and placed on the sand. The tide would occasionally come in and soak the inhuman protective suit.

"Is your friend alright?"

Old Song pointed to the lump of landslide and asked Xi Ya.

"He should be alright."

Sia removed her outer protective suit; her armor was twisted, and the tentacles that had grown from her body had burst through the armor and were trying to snap her neck.

The Fairy Tree Romance

A giant picked up a scanner-like device with a pale purple light emanating from its end. The light shone on Sia, causing her tentacles to wither and fall. Sia didn't hesitate; she simply reached out and plucked the drooping tentacles, then threw them to the ground.

"You can't expose yourself to this for too long, unless you want to become a robot without any emotions that can only repeat itself."

The giant then proceeded to explain the workings of the device in a rapid-fire manner.

In other realms, pollution doesn't disappear on its own, nor can it be eliminated. The method used by the Glorious Realm is to cover up those unexpected pollutants with even stronger pollution. For example, this purple light lamp looks like it has removed the pollution from Sia's body, but in reality, it's just using even stronger pollution to drive away the newly attached pollution.

Beneath the armor that Sia had shed, writhing flesh could still be seen, but under the purple light, the flesh turned gray, as if it had turned into stone.

Xia tapped the spot and seemed quite satisfied.

But in her eyes, deep yellow tendrils had begun to spread, entangled her pupils, as if they would burst out of her eyeballs at any moment.

She also heard a continuous stream of babbling in her ears, tormenting her mind.

I don't have much time left.

She was well aware of her physical condition.

Due to the effects of the magic network, Sia's body's ability to withstand pollution far exceeds that of ordinary people. However, even so, the alienation caused by the decrease in rationality is still difficult to eliminate. When entering the buffer zone of the deep well, Sia felt that the erosion effect on rationality here was far greater than in previous missions.

Raising her hand, Xia noticed that her fingers were trembling. This was an uncontrollable phenomenon caused by brain damage. When people get old, they may experience neurasthenia and lose control of their limbs, which can also lead to such symptoms.

"At least it can still move."

She was quite fortunate that the damage hadn't affected most of her body's functions; at least she could still run, jump, and fight.

Of course, Sia also has some secret techniques. The secret arts she obtained during her previous adventures in other worlds allow her to turn most of her body into a puppet, using mechanical structures to replace her corrupted body. In this case, she can remove the mutated parts and at least maintain her human form.

However, this secret technique cannot prevent the pollution itself. Even if the hands and feet are replaced with puppets, they are still polluted hands and feet. This pollution is conceptual and based on existence itself.

The reason for maintaining a human form is that if one is in a state of alienation for a long time and adapts to the alienated body, one's rationality will gradually weaken, eventually leading to a loss of identification with one's "human" identity and a faster degeneration into a monster.

The human form can be considered a kind of spiritual anchor.

Like Lu Ban, although one can avoid severe erosion by melting, the impact on one's rationality is indelible.

The giant hung Lu Ban up along with his protective suit, like drying clothes. Under the pale sunlight, Lu Ban quickly returned to his human form. He crawled out of the protective suit, as if reborn.

"The data is as calculated previously."

Seeing this, Lao Song found Lu Ban and Xi Ya.

"The future of this world is not enough to pay the price of sealing off this pollution. If we continue, we will all perish with this world."

He also underwent some mutations, but these changes were suppressed after being exposed to the ultraviolet light.

"I have a proposal."

Lu Ban then said that he did not feel despair because of Lao Song's conclusion, but instead seemed eager to try.

“We have another friend who might be able to reverse the current situation.”

Upon hearing Lu Ban's words, Xi Ya's expression suddenly turned serious. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"There were originally three of us who entered this time anchor point."

Lu Ban added.

"Three people?"

Old Song frowned.

"Impossible, I didn't see any other little people here."

But Lu Ban didn't continue explaining to Lao Song. Instead, he went to the shallows of the sea, put most of his body in the water, and then shouted.

"Come out quickly, I'll treat you to something delicious!"

His voice drifted on the sea without receiving any response.

"It seems that food is the only thing that can attract her."

As Lu Ban was thinking about going back to "make" a delicious and sumptuous dinner using stones and wood, a young girl appeared in front of him.

The girl was dressed in white clothes and scarlet hakama, with white tabi socks clinging to her skin on the wet sand.

"You were trying to trick me with the stone, weren't you?"

Leopard squinted, staring at Lu Ban like a cat watching a ball that can roll around.

Where did you go just now?

Lu Ban asked.

"I went to see an old friend. Hehe, it's quite interesting that he's fallen to such a state now."

Leopard had a wicked grin on his face, as if he had just pulled off a prank.

"You mean that guy who was sealed away?"

Lu Ban pressed for more information.

"A seal? Maybe only you guys think it's a seal."

Leopard bent down, the hem of her crimson trousers damp with seawater, and reached out to pick up a seashell from the sand.

"For beings like us, the idea of ​​sealing ourselves off is just wishful thinking. It's like when you're tired from work and you lie down, even if you hear a bird chirping outside the window, it won't make you get up to chase it away. But if the alarm clock rings, then you'll have no choice but to get up."

"The seal of humanity is just one or two bird calls. You can pay attention to them, but they are not important. When they awaken, when they fall asleep, when they create, and when they are destroyed, it is all just a matter of their will."

"I don't care about these things. Do you have a way to make Him continue sleeping?"

Lu Ban did not discuss with Leopard whether humans could seal the Outer Gods, but focused on the current situation.

"There is a way. My relationship with Him isn't that great. I came here because I found His current state amusing. But why should I help you?"

The leopard's lips curled up.

What benefits can I gain from this?

She asked Lu Ban.

Chapter 830 Seeking a Tiger's Skin

There was once a story about someone who wanted to make a fox fur coat, so he went to the foxes to negotiate and asked for their best fur. However, the foxes simply hid in the mountains and could never be found again. This story has been passed down and gradually become confused, turning into the story of "asking a tiger for its skin."

Now, what Lu Ban is doing is no different from trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin.

They needed to seek the help of an Outer God to seal away another Outer God.

Anyone else would have gone crazy the moment they saw this idea.

But Lu Ban is now seriously considering what he can offer Leopard.

“Your relationship with Him is not good, sealing Him will help your plans.”

Suddenly, Xia spoke up. She had heard Lu Ban talk about the leopard's true form and incarnations. She thought the leopard was probably the most down-to-earth outer god, and that she might be able to move her with the demands of these humans.

If there is a desire, then one will inevitably be able to grasp its purpose.

"But whether He wakes up or not will not affect me. Our relationship is hard to describe. It's like those neighbors who usually disturb your afternoon nap with their arguing, but will help you when you are in trouble."

She used a rather strange metaphor.

"It's actually very simple. Helping you is also a very simple thing for me, like bending down to pick up this seashell. But why should I pick up this seashell?"