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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"Truth isn't a Kalendaria!" Shang Jianyao wasn't surprised at all and retorted on the spot.

Liu Chuan turned his head and looked at this fellow angrily.

Shang Jianyao didn't show any weakness. Silver-white lightning lit up in his eyes again.

After the two of them exchanged gazes for a few seconds, Liu Chuan seemed to find it a little unbearable and slowly moved his gaze away.

"You're weak; you can't keep it up!" Shang Jianyao said whatever was on his mind.

This act of adding fuel to the fire made Liu Chuan suddenly cast his gaze back at him.

At this moment, all the lights in the basement flickered at the same time and quickly lit up like miniature suns.

"My eyes!" Shang Jianyao shouted and raised his hand to block his face.

The other New World powerhouses had similar reactions. They either covered their eyes with their hands or lowered their eyelids, not daring to look straight at the strong light.

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