Lu Ban looked over.

He was a middle-aged man.

She looked very out of place among a group of teenagers and girls in their teens and twenties.

His face was angular, like an ancient Greek sculpture, full of masculine beauty. The robe he wore was embellished with golden threads, making it even more unique. His hair was slightly gray, and his eyes contained a deep will, like a black hole, which could easily make those who looked at him sink into it and unable to extricate themselves.

"saint……"

Lu Ban whispered softly.

"Saints are not troubled by crystal nucleus disease. Their lifespans even exceed those of normal people. It is normal for them to live for hundreds of years. This is the saint Plato who has lived for more than a hundred years. He is about to abdicate."

Du Danping explained on the side.

"He's dying?"

Lu Ban asked subconsciously.

"It can be said that although the human body can be immortal with the blessing of supernatural power, the human spirit cannot do this. I believe that as the chosen one of God, you are also very clear about this."

Du Danping looked at Lu Ban meaningfully.

"Even if you use various means to strengthen your body, your spirit and mind cannot become stronger. It's like a consumable item. It will only wear out and erode day by day, and eventually become alienated and become a monster. The same is true for saints."

"They suffered from the erosion of power during their long lives, and eventually their wills gradually collapsed. Living for over a hundred years is already considered a long life. If this continues, even a saint will fall into madness, and eventually be rejected by Utopia and fall."

"So, in order to die as a human being, he chose to abdicate and pass on the name of the saint to his successor."

He turned his gaze to the saint, and then brought Lu Ban and Feng Yu to him.

Plato was communicating with another man who looked quite old and seemed to be a saint as well. When he saw Du Danping, he kindly interrupted the current conversation and looked over here.

"Mr. Du, your music is truly a comforting force in this dark world. I am deeply moved."

Plato praised.

"Thank you for the compliment. I just happened to listen to the melodies hidden in the wind and wrote them down."

Du Danping responded and gestured to Lu Ban and Feng Yu.

"These two are my friends, Lu Ban and Feng Yu."

Plato followed Du Danping's hand and looked at the two of them. His gaze swept over Feng Yu and stayed on Lu Ban for a long time before he spoke.

"You are young and promising, young and promising."

"Mr. Plato, regarding what I mentioned earlier..."

Du Danping quickly got to the point.

"I know about that. For the current Utopia, exploring ruins and excavating old civilizations can indeed bring rich rewards. Personally, I also support doing so, but Utopia is not my utopia alone. We must respect everyone's will."

Plato said.

"Even if that leads to the destruction of the city?"

Lu Ban suddenly said, causing Plato and the saint beside him to look at him.

“Even if this happens, it is the people’s choice.”

Plato sighed and said quietly.

"The ideal country does not exist for the sake of survival, but for the sake of ideals. If one day, only the great power and dictatorship of an individual can save the city, then the ideal country will surely fall apart and lose its current name by that time."

"You mean, even if the people choose to retreat and isolate themselves, and eventually the city is buried in the yellow sand, it is still a utopian choice?"

Feng Yu asked.

"You can understand it this way, because this is a utopia. It's not an eternal city, but an ideal city."

Plato explained.

"As a saint, I am also the saint of Utopia. I inherit the will of this place, so I also abide by democracy and justice. If you can convince the majority of the people and the extraordinary people in the Senate, then the path of Utopia will surely follow the direction of the academy."

"I see."

Feng Yu did not continue discussing this topic. She looked at Lu Ban, said goodbye to Plato, and went to a corner of the banquet hall, leaving Du Danping to continue communicating with the two.

"It seems that this city does not consider survival as its first priority."

Feng Yu commented.

"Rather, it exists only to demonstrate its rules."

Lu Ban said.

It is clear from Plato's words that he adheres quite closely to the rules of utopia, even to the point where these rules override the future of utopia.

There are two possibilities. Either if everyone in Utopia violates its rules, the city will cease to exist in a physical sense and suffer backlash.

Or maybe Plato had other ideas in his mind and used the rules of utopia to reject Du Danping.

The two were discussing when suddenly, Lu Ban saw the man who had just been with Plato walking towards them.

"Do you have time, please?"

The other party asked politely.

Lu Ban nodded, and the other party sat down opposite him and Feng Yu, holding a glass of honey bug wine in his hand.

"Let me introduce myself first. As you can see, I am a saint who inherited the name of Hippocrates. As a member of the Senate, I find your performance just now very interesting."

The middle-aged man smiled.

He had a more ordinary look, with slightly curly hair and a robe decorated only with silver threads, showing his difference from Plato.

"Hippocrates..."

Lu Ban felt that the name sounded familiar, but he wondered where he had heard it before.

"I'm just an insignificant doctor. Compared to my other colleagues, I can only provide support in the back. I can't even cure Crystal Core Disease."

Hippocrates sighed.

Indeed, in this era, doctors play a rather small role, and even if they possess extraordinary powers, they can only watch helplessly as people of their own era pass away.

In the wasteland, many diseases have long been extinct, and under normal circumstances, the need for doctors is very rare.

"I don't belong to any camp, but when I was young, about thirty years ago, I studied in the academy for a while. After learning about the promised land, I also hoped that Utopia could send manpower to explore it. It's a pity that Lord Plato cannot go against the will of Utopia. We are just fledglings under the protection of this city."

Hippocrates sighed.

"It seems that the will of Utopia overrides all of you."

Feng Yu noticed something that both he and Plato had mentioned.

“It’s like… this thing actually exists.”

"Of course, that's why I came to you."

Hippocrates' voice dropped to a low pitch.

"I want you to help us break through Utopia's will and get out of this city."