"The lower the floors, the closer to the old times. It is said that there are still people there who will spend a large piece of land growing grass just for the sake of watching. Don't you think it is outrageous?" There was no fluctuation in the eyes of the strong man. He was just talking about something he found interesting.

"Uh... uh uh uh, I also think that kind of person is quite strange." Luo Huai thought for a while, but still didn't refute.

But he thought of a question, "Don't grass need sunlight to grow? Where does the sunlight come from below?"

Luo Huai thought he was just asking a very ordinary question, but he didn't expect the strong man to look at him unexpectedly: "You actually know that grass needs sunlight?"

"Uh..." Luo Huai was stuck again, and suddenly found that the generation gap between the two was a bit big.

The strong man thought he had scared him, and hurriedly waved his hands, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a little surprised. After all, even I haven't seen the sun for decades, let alone the children born underground now."

Luo Huai looks young and cannot be from the old times.

After explaining, he began to answer questions again, "Speaking of sunshine... we have to talk about Yanyang Cult."

"Yanyang Sect?" Luo Huai repeated, is this a religion? And the name sounds quite magical.

"Could they make some kind of machine that releases sunlight?"

"It's not... it's magic." When he said this, the strong man suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "Don't you think this is funny? Back then, people completely denied the existence of magic, but now they live by magic."

He talked about the past:

When the dark night came to lead, the black dragon actually wanted to show them what magic was. People were driven underground by completely unfamiliar magic. It was dark and could not be sustained for long by energy. Once they fell into complete darkness, they could only slowly Waiting to die.

But during those desperate days, a religion suddenly emerged. They believed in the sun and light, so they called it Yanyang Sect.

In the end of the world, when order is chaotic, it is not surprising that religions arise. People must have some spiritual support.

But no one expected that this religion would actually play a role.

They brought light, relit the underground just before the energy was exhausted, and allowed people to still have the concept of day and night through periodic light and dark.

"The sacred priests and saints bring light. They can even summon legendary angels, but those are legends from other cities. I have never seen them anyway."

"That's it..."

"You can watch me work this morning. Once you get familiar with it, you can try it out in the afternoon."

"Um."

Luo Huai watched quietly as the strong man began to forge, digesting the information just now in his mind.

The Yanyang Sect, a religion... seems to be a breakthrough, and the possibility of it being the villain is not small.

Just like the Holy See of Light in novels, ho ho...

Here, Li Ming walked in a completely different direction, and the street he entered was completely different from Luo Huai's.

There were more ordinary people on his side, and they all half-closed their eyes and half-lowed their heads as if to express respect for something.

"Religion..." As a believer, Li Ming was all too familiar with this feeling.

Suddenly, he felt several people standing behind him and stopped following him.

"you……"

"Please come with us."

"What's going on with this guy Li Ming? It's almost noon and he's still not back..." Luo Huai stood in the square and looked at the time for the first time.

Wasn't he kidnapped by someone?

No, given the background of this dungeon where technology is collapsing and magic is in its early stages, even if something goes wrong, there will still be some noise.

"Hello, is your name Luo Huai?" Suddenly, a man walked up to Luo Huai and asked.

"Yes."

"This is a letter written to you by your companion Li Ming. He asked you not to worry about him."

Luo Huai took the letter, thought about it, and then said, "I'm not worried about him."

"Uh." The messenger walked away in surprise.

Luo Huai opened the letter on the spot:

Luo Huai, I have entered a religion called Yanyang Sect, waiting for my news.

"Hey, Li Ming is too fast. I didn't know about it until now, so he joined right away."

In that case, he could just settle down as a laborer and wait for information.

Before I knew it, a few days passed.

The lowest level of the underground city is like another world.

The garden and separate house are also wider in space than on the first floor.

After Li Ming was taken away, he lived in a separate room.

It was delicious and stayed for a few days...actually, it was pretty clean food and water.

"Man of Light, please come with me to meet the priest."

"Yes." Li Ming followed a man in a red robe. There was a sun totem woven with white patterns on the back of the robe.

Today, the Yanyang Sect's people were taking him to another city, which was the headquarters of the Yanyang Sect and the only remaining main city of the human race.

The subway in the old era was the only transportation system that survived the disaster, and it was precisely because of this that communications between cities were not completely cut off.

"Before I go, I have to go see my companions." Li Ming made a request before stepping onto the car door.

"As you wish." The speaker was the priest of Yanyang Sect in this city, an old man in his twilight years.

Standing next to the old man was the Holy Son of the Yanyang Sect. He looked at Li Ming's back and asked the old priest: "Dad, is he really the person in the prophecy?"

"I can feel the rich light within him. He is closer to the sun than any of us."

The Holy Son thought thoughtfully, "A man of light suddenly appeared?... I hope so, the Spark Tower can't last long..."

He looked at the old man with complicated eyes.

They are insiders and have some worrying and sad inside information.

"Okay, stop talking, that's my duty..." The old man knew what he was thinking and patted him on the shoulder with a calm expression.

In the past few days, Li Ming has been asking people to inquire about Luo Huai's whereabouts, so he knew that Luo Huai was in a blacksmith shop.

"Luo Huai!" Li Ming greeted someone who was blacksmithing when he saw it from a distance, and walked up.

Luo Huai's appearance was also completely different from the previous few days. He almost didn't wear any shirt anymore. "Li Ming, how are you?"

"I have to follow them (the priests) to the headquarters of Yanyang Sect... I seem to be regarded as the chosen one by them."

"Hoo? Come on, let's go in and talk." Luo Huai waved and led Li Ming into the house.

The strong man left his work to Luo Huai today and went out to do errands by himself, so he was the only one in the room.

"Uh, Luo Huai, can you put your clothes on..."

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, I've been playing with iron for the past two days, so I'm used to it."

Luo Huai put on his clothes reluctantly.

It's a terrible habit.

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