"Three people?" Wang Lan looked thoughtfully at the three sets of clothes in front of him and said, "But, it is said that in the world before the mutation, many cities had armed forces as a means to maintain peace. This Senzhou City actually has three guardians. How chaotic must this city be?"

“How would I know?” Sun Muchen shook his head, then began to examine the three sets of clothes again, and said, “Brother, do you think the patterns on these three sets of clothes correspond to the weapons each of them uses?”

Pointing to the black clothes, he said, "For example, the arrow printed on the back corresponds to a bow and arrow, just like the bow and arrow we see here. It also comes with many multi-functional arrowheads."

“I don’t think so,” Wang Lan said, pointing to the other two pieces of clothing. “What about these two? The flames are plausible; maybe it’s an arsonist. But what about the sun? The sun god? Or solar energy? Using the sun as a means of attack?”

“Uh…” Sun Muchen was momentarily speechless. “Of course that’s not what I meant. But I seem to have read about it in a book. There used to be a kind of kung fu called… Sun Fist! Yes, Sun Fist. It can blind an opponent directly. It’s very powerful!”

"Solar Fist?" Wang Lan looked utterly bewildered.

Sun Muchen nodded with great certainty, "It seems that there were some superpowered individuals in the past, so I was wondering if this flame and this sun were abilities of superpowered individuals?"

"Tch, this is getting weirder and weirder," Wang Lan scoffed, then looked at the clothes and was surprised to find that there seemed to be a few small words engraved on the bottom of each garment.

He quickly squatted down and looked at it carefully.

But perhaps due to the passage of time, the inscription has been corroded beyond recognition. Sun Muchen looked at it with him and saw that the words were already blurred and could only be vaguely seen.

The red clothes correspond to [the color/pattern].

"…ember…"

The black clothes correspond to [the color/type].

"…arrow…"

The silver clothes correspond to [the color/pattern].

"…god…"

Wang Lan: "!!!"

Sun Muchen: "!!!"

When the word "God" came into the eyes of the brother and sister, they were immediately stunned.

The image of the sun immediately appeared in my mind. Even though a hundred years had passed and it was just a set of clothes, it felt as if I was facing the sun!

So, these are clothes worn by the so-called "gods"?!

Sun Muchen couldn't help but reach out, and a blue light spread out between his fingers, transforming into a gentle blue breeze that softly blew through the three sets of clothes.

The dust on it was blown away little by little.

The next moment, the brother and sister felt that the red clothes became even more vibrant, the silver clothes even brighter, but the black clothes in the middle...

The breeze, driven by Sun Muchen's skill, was blown into black dust, leaving only a clothes hanger standing there.

The brother and sister: "..."

As expected, the clothes of ordinary people are of poor quality; they are destroyed by the slightest breeze.

Sun Muchen stopped blowing and used the blue light to explore the red and silver clothes little by little.

The moment the light fell on the clothes.

Sun Muchen shuddered violently.

"This, this," Sun Muchen's face changed in surprise, "The energy contained in these two pieces of clothing is simply too enormous! No, it's the residual energy... that's right, the energy remaining on the clothes is too powerful!"

"Residual energy? That's too powerful?" Wang Lan looked at the clothes in confusion and said, "Are you sure there's no problem? These two pieces of clothing have been stored for at least a hundred years, how could there still be residual energy?"

“Absolutely true,” Sun Muchen nodded. “There’s no mistake. These two energies are incredibly powerful, even now. Before the mutation, the owner of these two garments was an extremely powerful being! Perhaps, truly a god!”

Is he really a god...?

Wang Lan stared at the clothes.

But even a god, judging from the current situation, is certainly no longer here.

Did they die in the mutation?

Or is it for some other reason?

But whatever the reason, the gods are gone. They couldn't even save the mutation, nor could they reverse the devastating outcome it brought.

Just how powerful is this mutation?

The image of the giant python flashed through Wang Lan's mind, along with the earthen waves and the vines that had pierced through the python at the end.

That was something they simply couldn't withstand!

Surviving this cataclysmic event is incredibly difficult...

"Sigh..." Wang Lan sighed, suddenly feeling somewhat depressed.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly smelled a strange odor, and Wang Lan was immediately alarmed.

Sun Muchen's expression changed, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"My barbecue!"

Wang Lan turned around and saw that the meat on the arrow was now burnt...

Wang Lan was on the verge of tears.

Sun Muchen waved his hand, and a blue light went out first, extinguishing the charcoal fire. Then it enveloped the charred bear meat, and the blue light flowed on the surface of the bear meat, removing the charred parts bit by bit.

"It's alright, there's still plenty of food for us!"

Wang Lan nodded.

It is said that one can see the big picture from small details. Wang Lan seemed to feel that his younger sister was becoming more and more sensible, especially recently. She seemed to be able to handle everything well, as if she no longer needed him.

Wang Lan suddenly felt a sense of crisis…

The two began to eat. After all, they had been hungry for a long time, so despite the bear being very large, they devoured it all in no time.

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