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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Genava gained confirmation of his lip-reading and asked Shang Jianyao, "I didn't gather any sound waves. How did you hear her?"

"It rang in my head!" Shang Jianyao seemed to have found a new and fun game.

Without waiting for Genava's response, he shouted at the man and woman, "Can you hear me?"

He deliberately raised his voice. Coupled with the echo from the café's walls and glass, it turned into a resounding boom.

The blond woman in a white dress and the elder in a formal suit with half of his body trembling didn't react. They only continued staring at the spot Shang Jianyao was standing in.

Shang Jianyao thought for a moment and jumped horizontally. With the exoskeleton's help, he moved several meters forward and arrived in front of Genava from the nearby coffee table.

The blond lady and the formal elder turned their bodies and turned their heads to the two of them. However, they didn't get up, their actions clearly stilted.

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