I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Although Lu Tan and Xia have been here for most of the day, from the perspective of external time, they may not have experienced a second.

Within this time anchor, seven thousand years is just a blink of an eye in the outside world.

Fortunately, the pollution seemed to have stabilized temporarily, the tremors of the earth had subsided a lot, and the ominous red light in the center of the island dimmed a little.

"This pollution will spread through the air. You can feel the graininess of the wind here. That is because the microorganisms in the wind have mutated under the radiation of pollution."

Old Song said, grabbing a handful into the void, but there was nothing in his palm.

He thought for a while, took out a transparent cover from the storage box of the equipment, and covered Lu Tan and Xia.

"That way you won't be contaminated."

He smiled honestly.

"Did you succeed?"

Shia felt that the feeling in the air that scratched her throat disappeared. The glass cover seemed to be able to really isolate pollution. She reached out and touched it. It was ice cold, which was somewhat different from real glass.

"Not yet. The situation here is a bit complicated. Under normal circumstances, we need to use [Lullaby] to let those who are about to wake up go back to sleep, but the pollution here has begun to leak out, which will be very troublesome. We are just The leaked pollution has been basically stabilized, but the bigger ones are still to come."

Lao Song replied.

"It took seven thousand years to just contain the leaked pollution?"

Shia felt a little suffocated. Facing the pollution of the outer gods, even these giants who had mastered the supreme power would have to spend seven thousand years to fight against it. Other foreign lands, those civilizations that have not yet mastered such power, might only be able to be polluted there. He struggled in the torrent and finally drowned.

"Time is already the smallest price for us, because under the influence of Tavel's time anchor, we have almost unlimited time."

Old Song waved his hand, telling Xia not to make a fuss.

"You mentioned the experimental subject and Yang before. What kind of experiment was it?"

Lu Tan asked hurriedly while Old Song was still willing to talk at this time.

"You guys have never come here and you don't know about Yang's experiment?"

Lao Song was a little confused, but he didn't care.

"It's normal. Yang always has a rich imagination. Maybe he will tinker with something later. And even if it's not him, there should be others who do similar things. This is the inevitability of history."

After moving his neck, Lao Song continued to speak.

"Yang's experiment is very simple. It is to reduce our size and become a villain of your size. On the one hand, this size can reduce the demand for external energy and resources. On the other hand, in many foreign lands we have discovered, Among them, such a small body can effectively explore those ruins."

"It's that simple?"

After listening to this, Shia felt that this experiment was of little use even if it was useful. If it was useless, it seemed to be more than that.

"That's how we scholars are. We focus on our own research and sometimes don't care whether it's useful or not. To be honest, I don't understand what's so good about Yang's experiment. It would be better if we could shrink some exotic creatures." It would be nice to take it back later.”

Lao Song explained.

Scholars in the Brilliant Realm seem to have a very high status.

Not only is he a core member of the legion, he has the authority to use many devices, but he can also conduct research at will and learn knowledge in the library.

Of course, by accepting knowledge, they also accepted pollution, and by gaining power, they paid the corresponding price.

No one thought that Yang's research would later become the ignition for the survival of civilization.

The glorious state of this era in which Old Song lived was still active in various foreign lands, fighting against the rulers of the old days, and they did not even think about their own end.

He quickly returned to the ship to check the operation of the equipment, leaving Lu Jian and Shia here.

"Are we going to stay here for hundreds of years?"

Shia thought for a while, according to the standards of people in the Glory Realm, hundreds of years may really be nothing. It took seven thousand years just to clean up the leaked pollution. I'm afraid it would still take a long time to completely seal the outer god. Same, maybe even longer.

Lu Tan and Xia didn't know whether the speed of time passing in this time anchor point was normal. If it was frozen, it would be fine. If there was no stagnation, then in a few decades they might have to choose a cemetery to be buried together.

"Let me see."

Lu Tan stretched out his hand and placed it on the "glass".

Countless words emerged.

[A material beyond imagination, it can isolate pollution to a certain extent without causing difficulty in breathing. It is perfect and impeccable. You have no idea how it is made]

[This thing can resist missile bombardment, is strong and durable, and will remain unchanged for fifty years! 】

[Note: Please do not place it in a severely polluted place, as it may cause alienation]

Information about this "glass" appeared in front of Lu Jian.

"It's really high-tech."

Lu Tan studied it carefully and found that this kind of material could not be produced on earth. Many of the elements contained in it could not be found on earth, and the molecular structure did not follow the physical laws of earth. It was a completely foreign product.

This "glass" has also been contaminated, which is why it is in this state.

Lu Tiao put his hands on the metal equipment at his feet again.

[It’s great to be able to store most supplies! 】

[Able to shrink inorganic substances and store them, you can’t understand how it works]

[With perfect anti-theft technology, don’t try to take things that don’t belong to you from here]

It looks like this is a device for storing supplies. Probably the tools used by the giants to fight pollution were taken out from here.

When Lu Tiao thought of this, he took another look at the huge silver nail standing on the sea.

The distance was not enough for him to read the properties of the Tavel Time Anchor, so Lu Tian decided to swim over and have a look.

Lao Song is not here anyway.

He gestured at the distance, then clenched his hand into a fist and threw it forward as if throwing a grenade.

Lu Tiao's fist quickly flew out, passed through the glass, crossed the beach, and fell into the sea.

The fist quickly changed into the shape of a small octopus. The octopus swam very fast and was next to the silver nails in a blink of an eye.

Only then did Lu Jian notice the scale of the nail, which was like a thousand-year-old giant tree standing in the waves, motionless, as if suppressing the world.

One of the octopus's tentacles lightly touched the surface of the steel nail that looked like it was made of metal.

Countless words emerged.

But Lu Tan didn't have time to read these words clearly.

He only felt some kind of manic, tiny, indescribable murmur echoing in his ears.

The next moment, the octopus suddenly expanded.

Bang

Bursting like a balloon.