After the experience of Feng Yu taking him to Pohnpei Island, Lu Ban had already roughly understood the nature of these missions in the Land of Silence.

That is, the true gods picked up a piece of foreign history, used it as a stage, put in the chosen ones, and after achieving the results they wanted, they put this piece of history back to its original position.

For these gods, every mission in a foreign land is an unread part of the novel. They can jump to the beginning or the end at will, and throwing the Chosen One in is like conducting a black box operation.

They are more advanced observers than the Chosen Ones. If mortals are NPCs in the story for the Chosen Ones and are unable to perceive the timeline, then for those gods, the Chosen Ones are also toys that are unable to perceive the changes in the timeline.

If you want to truly control yourself, you must jump out of your own timeline and look at foreign lands from a bird's-eye view.

This is probably the concept of "sublimation" that Taoist Heming talked about.

Only when you have left countless marks of yourself in a foreign land and become a law without the concept of time, can you truly break free from the constraints of time and gain true freedom.

Therefore, Lu Ban and his companions are actually in the period when "the Grey Tower of the Kingdom of Night has not yet been built". In the end, the Grey Tower was indeed built, and countless Chosen Ones may have entered the mission and failed in the meantime.

The reason why Lu Ban believed that the successful chosen ones were them and not others was because if they failed, it would be absolutely difficult for them to survive in this demonic tide.

Besides, Trist is still a detective now. Although he has mastered some extraordinary powers, if he wants to become an existence like Xuanjun who can seal the Old Ones, he will definitely need a certain qualitative change. He will gain something from these missions before he can finally grow into Xuanjun.

Hearing Lu Ban's words, Trist was stunned, but didn't ask any more questions.

"That's good, we can relax a little."

He avoided talking about his own mortality.

“Almost there.”

Stone glanced out the window and saw that the woods were becoming thinner and signs of human existence were becoming more obvious.

"What do you know about this era?"

Lu Ban asked Xia.

"not much."

Shia shook her head.

"During this era, the Gray Tower had just been built, so the demonic tide was still raging. The records of most areas were lost in the demonic tides again and again. When the kingdom was destroyed, most of the written records were gone."

In her words, now is the barbaric era, almost equivalent to the situation when Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang fought against Chiyou, a mixture of legend and history, and there is no detailed description.

"Then you should also know the name of the founder of the Gray Tower, right?"

Stone asked.

"No, we don't know his name. The Gray Tower doesn't record his name. As for why, I don't know."

Shia denied.

"I once asked my teacher about this question. He thought that it was because there were many people who built the Grey Tower at that time. The establishment of the magic system was not the achievement of one person in a short period of time. In addition, the magic network itself represents that everyone has an equal opportunity to come into contact with magic. Therefore, the Grey Tower did not mention the name of the original builder."

"But I think that perhaps the founder of the Grey Tower did not want his name to be deified. When a great cause is assigned to a certain person, he will gather faith, just like Heming Taoist, who turned it into a mark and had the potential to become a god. The founder created the Grey Tower precisely to fight against the gods who released monsters, so he would refuse to let himself become the same."

"So we still have to find the creator?"

Trist couldn't help but ask.

"That's a good thing. At least in Xia's case, the creator has not yet completed the closed loop. As long as we can find someone to help him build the Gray Tower, he will be the creator."

Stone thought quickly.

This is similar to Lu Ban’s idea. He doesn’t need to look for the first brick of the gray tower he needs. He can just pick one up when he builds it.

"Your Excellency, we have arrived."

The sound of soldiers came from outside. Lu Ban stuck his head outside and saw relatively simple fortifications and some towers between the forests. There were few pedestrians on the road and the buildings were low. The soldiers were wearing old leather armor and marching in a loose formation. It might be because it had just rained, the ground was muddy and the wheels were about to sink into the mud.

The smell of cow dung mixed with soil filled the air, enough to make even the most sophisticated modern people vomit on the spot.

Lu Ban jumped out of the car and found that he was on a slope. Looking down, he could see large tracts of farmland. More farmers were busy in the fields, sowing seeds and looking forward to the harvest season.

"Your Excellency, I will take you to see the Baron."

The soldier with the sharp sword at the beginning said, he led the way, and took Lu Ban and others for a few steps, and they arrived in front of a house that was still dilapidated, but at least looked decent.

Most of the other houses in the town are made of wood, but this mansion is made of bricks and stones, which is enough to show its nobility.

There were not many guards in the mansion. When Lu Ban and others walked into the courtyard, they saw a man in a red robe sitting in the courtyard. He was feeding chickens with a handful of coarse grains in his hands, looking very immersed in the work.

Just as Xia was about to speak, Stone motioned for her to wait a moment.

After the man scattered all the coarse grains in his hand, he clapped his hands, stood up, and turned to face Lu Ban and the others.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Food is scarce right now, and these chickens are still too young. I want to raise them bigger and use them to entertain you all."

He was in his early twenties, about the same age as Lu Ban, with dull blond hair and a thin build. It was obvious that even as the person in power here, he was not treated much better.

"You can just call me Jello. The Baron is just a title I bought. On the first day I got here, I knew I was on the wrong ship."

"Bought it?"

Stone raised an eyebrow.

"I have indeed heard that in the last days of the Old Kingdom, the royal family was corrupt and titles were sold for money. Most of the people who bought titles would exploit the people in their fiefdoms and squeeze them dry. Otherwise, they would lose money."

Shia explained quietly.

It seems that Baron Jello also wanted to spend money to buy a title to make money, but he didn't expect that this town was much poorer than he imagined. Even if he squeezed it, he couldn't get any oil out of it. He lost money here.

"But the scenery here is pretty good, and it's close to the forest. It's a pity that there's not much manpower. Otherwise, according to what I said when I bought the title, I could make a lot of money by developing the resources in the forest."

Baron Jello sighed.

Suddenly, an explosion sounded from the room behind him.