Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

In this latest work by Lord of the Mysteries author, Cuttlefish That Loves Diving, be prepared for a well-thought out and detailed apocalyptic, cyberpunk world with a setting superseding Lord of the Mysteries!
Our protagonist, Shang Jianyao, is crazy—literally crazy, at least that's what the doctors said. Living in a huge, underground building of Pangu Biology, one of the few remaining factions in this apocalyptic wasteland known as the Ashlands, he acts in unfathomable ways that's head-scratching, comical, and shrewd. So is he really crazy? Probably.
He has a grand dream: to save all of humanity.
Intricately tied to this dream is something everyone in the Ashlands believes in: Deep in a particular ruin buried away by danger and famine, a path leading to a new world awaits. To step into the new world, one only needs to find a special key and open that certain door.
There, the land is bountiful, as if milk and honey flows freely. 
The sunlight is dazzling, as if all coldness and darkness are washed away. 
The people will no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, mutations, and all kinds of dangers.
There, children are joyous, adults are happy, everything is fine as they are supposed to be.
Every Antiquarian, Ruin Hunter, and Historian roaming the Ashlands knows: That's the New World.

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At this moment, Baz—who was in charge of opening the door—had already collapsed to the ground. He was trembling non-stop.

Jiang Baimian didn't have time to communicate with Shang Jianyao. Instead, she cast her gaze into the room.

It was relatively spacious inside. There was a large bed, a closet, a desk, and a sofa area. It was covered with a thick, dark-brown rug. It was obvious that the resident was of high status.

The only problem was the wall at the back of the room, which hung Eidolon Nun's Sacred Emblem. There was no way to open the windows. The windows near the corridor had a rather heavy, light-colored curtain that completely blocked out the light.

With the few rays of light that surged in through the door, Jiang Baimian barely managed to see the room clearly. She felt that, be it the layout or the decorations, they were closer to the style of Red River.

Jiang Baimian suddenly sensed something and raised her right arm, prepared to block.

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