"It's time to eat."

Feng Yu's voice came from outside the door, causing Lu Ban to temporarily put away the [Weird Amusement Park].

"oh."

Lu Ban walked out of the room and saw several dishes on the coffee table.

Home-style tofu, green pepper beef, eggplant and minced meat, and a pot of winter melon stew.

It seems that Feng Yu has made preparations for the birth of Lu Ban.

"…So, how did you do that?"

Watching TV and eating, Lu Ban had a feeling of unreality.

Some time before he regained consciousness, he was exploring the truth about the extinction of mankind in the barren wasteland, traveled through a wormhole, witnessed the game between the Old Ones, and even turned into a pool of mud and almost merged with the universe.

Now I am sitting here eating and watching TV. The contrast between the two is as outrageous as if the last question of the summer homework in elementary school was to prove Fermat's Last Theorem.

"What and how?"

Feng Yu asked back.

"That is, how did you give birth to me?"

Lu Ban asked.

This question is just like a little kid asking his parents how he came to be.

Feng Yu glanced at Lu Ban and did not change the subject, but spoke directly.

"It's a bit difficult to explain. To put it simply, I didn't transform you from that mass into a human being. Instead, I reversed what happened to you and restored you to the state you were in when you left this foreign land."

"Can it still be operated this way?"

Lu Ban found it very strange.

"Of course, as long as you find a time worm, you can steal your time back to its previous state. Doesn't your amusement park have one?"

Feng Yu said lightly.

"So, as long as there is a Time Bug, even if I am dead, as long as my body or something representing me still exists, I can go back in time to the state where I am still alive?"

Lu Ban has fast-forwarded to the point where he eats himself and then uses the Time Worm to revive him. His supply of time is inexhaustible, and this perfectly solves the problem of the perpetual motion machine.

"Of course not. If you are already dead, the Time Worm will not steal your time. When encountering some indescribable things, those guys will also be picky about food."

Feng Yu denied it.

"Besides, I didn't use the Time Worm, but a special method belonging to my race. The principle is just similar."

"I see."

Lu Ban felt a little sad about the failure of the perpetual motion machine.

"This time you seem to have seen some higher-level beings. Under normal circumstances, they might have left some marks on you."

Feng Yu put down his chopsticks and spoke while thinking.

"Mark?"

Lu Ban briefly recalled what he had seen. Of course, he had stored the most crucial part deep in his memory and could not find it under normal circumstances.

"Like anchor points, most of those great beings are in a superposition state of being omniscient and omnipotent yet accomplishing nothing. The stronger they are, the weaker they are, and the weaker they are, the stronger they are. They are incomprehensible, inexplicable, and incomprehensible. They are beings that are above the level that all civilizations, all life, and all existence can recognize. I'm sure you're confused by this."

Feng Yu said with a smile.

"Indeed, it is here."

Lu Ban felt that these Old Ones must all be top masters of nonsense literature.

"Because the Old Ones of this level have surpassed the limits of human imagination, humans are unable to recognize them. This is a good thing for humans, but not for them."

Feng Yu explained.

"There are some great beings who are in a dream, sleeping, or sealed. Because their level is too high, ordinary intelligent creatures cannot even perceive this. In order to wake them up and put the stars back in place, we need to rely on the power of these civilizations, or in other words, the power of some stupid guys in these civilizations."

"Some people will be polluted, and thus be able to recognize, understand, and contact these great beings, and become their slaves. The will of these great beings will also erode these people through pollution, allowing them to help themselves. This is the anchor point."

Lu Ban recalled the missions he had experienced before and decided to leave his own mark.

Although the mark was completed directly, Lu Ban still couldn't understand what it was used for.

Now it seems that this mark is the anchor point.

Now, everyone in this world has become Lu Ban's mark. In a sense, they are also Lu Ban's believers. They surround Lu Ban and accept the contaminated knowledge that Lu Ban gives them.

According to Feng Yu, Lu Ban has also become an anchor point for some great beings.

This means that those great beings, the ones that Lu Ban dare not even think about, might pass on some knowledge to Lu Ban from time to time.

Although this knowledge is most likely highly polluted and ordinary people would lose their sanity, die on the spot or fall into permanent madness if they came into contact with it, but for those great beings, it is a gift.

It is also possible that they do not care about these things at all, and it is the same with or without Lu Ban, just like the ants in the flower bed, humans will not deliberately look for a specific ant to crush to death, and of course they will not specifically look for an ant to give it a large piece of bread crumbs.

"The biggest function of the anchor point is that it will leave a certain aura of a great being on your body. This aura may attract some of the Old Ones to seek opportunities to contact you, but it may also cause some great beings to avoid you and stay away from you. It may also cause some indescribable beings to regard you as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh, wishing to kill you as soon as possible."

Feng Yu spread his hands, expressing helplessness.

"Congratulations. From now on, when you are active in foreign lands, it will be hard not to notice those great beings who still retain a certain level of cognition, just like mosquitoes in a mosquito net at night."

"Then I must kill this mosquito 100% before I can fall asleep."

Lu Ban said without thinking.

"This anchor point has no benefits at all. I feel like I'm at a disadvantage."

"For those great beings, the Old Ones, and even those who are above the gods, destroying you or creating you has nothing to do with you."

Feng Yu glanced at the TV that was broadcasting the news. It was a report of a mountain accident in which several survey team members entered the mountains and were trapped and killed due to extreme weather conditions.

"However, this is also a good thing. If you want to sublimate your own existence, the attention of those guys is also a help. You don't think that you can fight against the pollution of the Old Ones by relying on the will of mortals, right?"

“Pollution is the only way to fight pollution?”

Lu Ban naturally understood this principle very well.

In foreign lands, only pollution can fight pollution, and only stronger erosion can fight external erosion.

He looked at the cold and indifferent words on the wall, "A Place of Silence", and prepared to study the next career development task.