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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On Antanna Street, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen walked forward step by step.

The duo returned to their safe house and waited for Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's return before having a discussion. They decided to continue splitting up.

This time, Genava drove a gray jeep and waited outside Antanna Street. He was in charge of receiving them.

After killing Father, the Old Task Force returned the red SUV to the rental car company. They then found another company and rented a new vehicle.

Antanna Street was filled with houses that didn't meet the building code. The originally spacious street was squeezed to the point that it could barely accommodate two small cars side by side, and it was rather dark as well.

Long Yuehong casually scanned the area with his lensless glasses a few times and saw extended balconies, bamboo poles with clothes hanging on them for drying clothes, an attached room that blocked the sidewalk, and a swaggering, armed man.

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