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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"A living person?" Waite blurted out before Long Yuehong could.

In this city ruin, encountering living people that didn't belong to their team or someone they didn't know was much more terrifying than encountering dead people, Heartless, or mutated creatures.

Ferrington held his shotgun and recalled. "That street was about the same as here. It's dirty, messy, and smelly. It's unknown how many years it's been since it was cleaned. There's a long bench by the roadside with a person sitting on it. He—he's Ashlandic, and he's wearing what the Old World calls a formal suit; it's gray with black stripes. He didn't look a year over thirty. His hair was neatly combed back, and he wore round, petite glasses."

"That doesn't seem special…" Long Yuehong deliberated and said.

That Person