The sea fog suddenly appeared, and spread at a speed that was unexpectedly fast. The Hunter had to find a place to land.

"What's going on?" The sturdy man asked with a frown as he looked at the white mist outside the window.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head, also a little puzzled. The fog formed so quickly that one wondered if it didn't form naturally. Is someone doing it? Is the purpose for them?

"There's no signal on mobile." The sturdy man took out his mobile phone and put it back with an ugly face. With current technology, it is impossible for any place on this planet, even a mobile phone specially equipped by ordinary hunters to run out of signal.

"Mine doesn't have either. It seems to be in trouble. The old man also looked at his mobile terminal, and then calmly stuffed it back. He stood up: "Maybe we're going out, no one knows if there is anything secretly preparing to shoot a target." Although the Hunter we sat on was well protected, it was not reassuring.

The able-bodied man nodded.

A group of about 36 people walked into the white fog from the hunter plane, and one after another customized cars were driven down from the hunter plane, and everyone left the place immediately after getting into the car.

The car traveled in the fog for a long time, and everything was as usual.

This made the sturdy men scratch their heads with some doubts, originally thinking that there would be danger, but after driving for so long, it can still be regarded as calm, which makes the two of them can't help but wonder, are they a little too sensitive and suspicious? Transcendent land, there is always something abnormal, maybe the white mist is one of the anomalies here?

Suddenly, the sturdy man's face froze, as if he saw something in the fog, and motioned for the driver to stop. After the car stopped, he immediately led people towards the end of the fog, and the old man and others sitting in the other car also followed.

"What did you find? Farley. The old man walked briskly to his companion. The sturdy man pointed to his feet.

A familiar stretch of railroad tracks lay silently on the ground. It's like an enlarged version of the real-world rails.

The sturdy male Farley squatted down and touched it, according to reason, the ruins they were in had just surfaced from the sea, and many things needed to be cleaned up before they could be seen in their original state. But now, here, the ruins have always made him feel that something is wrong, and he is finally clearly realized.

The place where they landed is not in the area that has been cleaned beforehand! It's still far from the core area where the association is stationed.

But here, too "clean". There is no trace of being immersed in the deep sea for I don't know how many years.

The old man Delong was also stunned when he saw the section of railroad that led to the depths of the fog at both ends, and after squatting down and groping for a while, his face changed, and he pulled his sturdy male companion back away, and at the same time signaled his subordinates to hide themselves in the fog. Everyone didn't know why, but they still reacted very quickly and hid according to the old man's instructions. Soon, they realized something was wrong.

Shake.

There was a slight tremor on the ground under their feet, and some people immediately leaned down on the ground, put their ears to the ground, and listened carefully. Like a speeding behemoth, galloping in this direction. And this fluttering sensation is so familiar. Coupled with the railroad tracks he saw before, the hunters who had guesses in their hearts suddenly had all kinds of "slots" in their hearts.

Not surprisingly, a strange steel monster smashed through the White Mist, rushing out of a section at a rapid pace, and then crashing headlong into the White Mist at the other end. The long steel body swept through the eyes of the old man and his party at high speed, and it took twenty or thirty seconds before the tail end emerged from the depths of the mist, and then disappeared in the mist.

Only the old men with shocked and enlightened faces were left.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What do I see?

Many hunters were skeptical of what they saw. It is said to be a mirage-like mirage, and all the details from the sound to the impact are really inspiring; It's true, but it's a ruin! It is a deep-sea relic filled with various types of coral and seaweed! There is a bullet train in this place, are you teasing me with logic?

The sturdy man Farley touched his face, and it seemed that there was still the wind that had broken the mist and cracked on his face from the previous car body. He vaguely felt that his accident this time was afraid that he had bumped into some extraordinary event. This is the case, but in reality, there are things that cannot be explained by logic and science, so it is absolutely fine to explain them with transcendence.

It's not inconceivable.

Transcendent land, its magnetic field or something is different from ordinary people, and the probability of seeing all kinds of unreasonable weirdness is very great. Ordinary people may be able to ignore this and not be affected, but the transcendent are sensitive to such transcendent areas. This is the same as what I said before, it is a theoretical truth that people with special physiques are always easy to see ghosts in special places.

In this case, they have been exposed to a lot of intelligence materials, as long as they can figure out the reasons for their formation, they can explore it like solving puzzles. What's more, their loss of contact will inevitably alarm the outside association, and even other extraordinary institutions. In their capacity, the association will inevitably launch a rescue as soon as possible. So he wasn't too worried.

"Where do you think this is? Does it have anything to do with ruins? The sturdy man, Farley, turned his head and asked his companion Delon.

The old man's face was a little incredible, more hesitant, with surprise on his face and frowning for a while, making people feel that his inner world was surging with emotional storms at the moment, which made him unable to help himself.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the rich face of his partner who could open a sauce shop, the sturdy man Farley raised his eyebrows and asked with some expectation. With such a big mood swing in his own partner, it is likely that he has discovered something.

Could it be that what he has entered is the transcendent realm of an old clam who has become a refinement? It's not impossible, isn't it? After all, there are so many strange species that each species has to discover at least hundreds of new ones every day.

"Have you ever thought that this is a resource-based copy world?" The old man's tone was a little excited.

What are you talking about?

After recalling his partner's words and figuring out what they meant, Farley was immediately stunned by his partner's whimsy.

Resource World?

Isn't that a world for the transcendent? How could his group enter that kind of world if they weren't really transcendents in the Lord God World?

Hunters have not tried and tested various methods, but for the extraordinarily effective way of entry, it is not suitable for hunters. How much of a blow did this give the hunter in the first place? And how much arrogance has been added to the transcendent group of the main gods?

"This is supposed to be a backtrace of Atlantis, and we were standing on its ruins, so we were pulled in by it.

If the speculation is true, then everything it has to keep here! If we could explore it, combined with the information we had about the ruins, it would be much better than what we had painstakingly deciphered. The old man took a deep breath, feeling the reality of the world from all sides, and at the same time firming his own speculation. For such a large-scale transcendent realm, the resource world is one of the greatest possibilities.

Older men are also more willing to believe this. And the most special thing about this type of environment is that there is a limit to how long transcendents can stay in it.

Until help arrives, they can explore the world and test their assumptions.

If it is speculated to be successful, this will be the first resource world quest relic that the Hunter has obtained. The importance is self-evident.