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The bottom of the rift valley is very dark, partly because of the fact that the night is getting darker near the evening, but more because the sunken terrain of the canyon blocks a lot of light. This made it impossible for me to see my surroundings with the naked eye.

But the good thing is that I have oranges. The lighthouse boy gave me back the orange, and he seemed to have better eyesight in the dark than I did, so he thought I needed the orange perspective more.

Well, I heard that people with myopia will have stronger night vision, but I don't know if it's true.

I watched as the orange glowed faintly when it was charged—it could make me reach out and see my fingers, but it couldn't really be used for lighting.

No way, let's have some extravagant orange perspectives.

Skillfully holding the orange and pressing it to the center of my eyebrows, the warm touch accompanied by the orange filter enveloped my vision, and the surrounding scene was clearly visible at once.

"Strange terrain." I looked around and commented.

I thought that the bottom of the canyon should be a downcut that resembled an inverted triangle, which was more in line with my assumption that it was a trace of "being swept by some force". In reality, however, the ground is unusually flat, with only a few gravel and fine sand forming some negligible undulations.

"The ground here is hard and abnormal." Lighthouse Boy noted.

Indeed it is. The feeling of my feet on the ground is completely different from when I am on the wasteland. The ground material is definitely not a wasteland or a dense wasteland of any kind. I brushed aside the thin layer of soil scattered on the surface and squatted on the ground to observe the ground.

Underneath, it seems, is some kind of metal. Could it be that it is this metal material that prevents the "subsidence" of the rift?

"It seems that this is the site of the Dengyuan site." The lighthouse boy stretched out his knuckles and tapped the ground lightly, making a crisp echo. "I just don't know if it's still running...... Gotta find an entrance to get in. ”

"Dengyuan Site Ruins?" I wondered, "What is that place?" ”

"The passage between the outer world and the inner world, the anchor point with which the inner world has been created since its inception." The lighthouse boy said, "Huang Ji didn't tell you? ”

...... Well.......

The fortune teller Huang Ji seemed to have told the lighthouse boy everything, but he told me almost nothing.

Why..... Just because he thinks the lighthouse boy has a "landscape"?

"Okay." The lighthouse boy looked at my expression and roughly understood, "Let's find a way down first, try not to waste the energy of oranges." ”

"......" I pursed my lips, "but how do I find this?" ”

"Let's see if there's anything around that can break the wall. If you look at the orange, it's the kind of thing that has the label of 'Marked World Rule Carryer' or 'Abnormal World Rule Carryer'. The lighthouse boy said, "Some of them can break through the metal layer underneath...... If we're lucky enough to find it. ”

"It's a familiar noun......" I immediately thought of the small cane that the doctor gave me, and took it out and used oranges to light it up for the lighthouse boy: "This is, okay?" ”

"......" The lighthouse boy seemed speechless: "Of course not. You can't go out of the metal with this thing, can you? Find something destructive, plant equipment or something. ”

“...... 彳亍。 ”

I don't know why, but I always have the feeling that I was being used as a tool by the lighthouse boy. While walking along the edge of the valley, I looked around from the perspective of an orange, and in about a few glasses of water, I found four or five things that could trigger the identification function. It's a rare occurrence that I thought I was hanging around my house with oranges not long ago, and I hadn't seen much of anything popping up on the identification page.

Most of them were the weird flesh and blood that they had seen before, and the degree of alienation was very high, but they were not powdered like the flesh that Yanshi turned into after using pollen at that time, but still maintained a certain shape. There are also some plants, but they look very different from the plants in the wasteland - in terms of "style".

Although it was already late at night, the lighthouse boy insisted on entering the ruins first before resting. I didn't object, because I found that the cold that was ubiquitous in the wasteland didn't seem to descend from the wasteland into the rift. The whole rift valley even has a somewhat warm appearance.

"That should be enough. Leave it to me. The lighthouse boy stepped forward and gathered the objects together with his hands, then pressed down.

Flesh and plants were torn apart by external forces, spilling out a lot of sap. The sap seeped into the sand, and when it came into contact with the metal layer, it seemed to react unexpectedly, making a snorting sound. I saw that the metal layer was gradually eroded by those juices and invaginated downward, and those liquids "reacted" with it, and the volume seemed to be not less, and the momentum was unabated.

"This is ......" I watched the metal floor melt into a gap, and asked curiously, "What is the principle of this?" ”

"Because the barriers of the world are loosening more and more, more and more extraterritorial things will come to this world. The more loose the space in the rift created by the conflict of the evil gods, there are more such things. They will contain the rules of their original world, some of which are the same as those of their own world, and some of which are different. The same part of the world will cause them to react with some of the matter of the world, and the different parts will 'assimilate' it, resulting in strange macroscopic phenomena. ”

In the darkness, the Lighthouse Boy's explanations came slowly, like the explanatory narration of some shoddy work.

"For example, in both worlds, there are plant saps, and they both have acidity and alkalinity rules in them, and the acids in them react with metals – but they are fundamentally different in nature, so the reactions don't work properly."

I understood, but not completely.

Seeing that the eroded metal had carved out a hole that could fully accommodate us to enter and exit, the lighthouse boy looked at his hands—he had always had a pair of gloves on them, and now they were stained with the juice, so he took them off and threw them away.

I guess it's because he has gloves and I don't have the protective measures that I chose to get started myself.

Something.

Beneath the metal layer is probably the interior of some kind of building. But for some reason, the building is "located" a few kilometers underground. Maybe it's because of the changing times, the surrounding wasteland is gradually accumulating and burying this place?

I couldn't help but glance up before jumping down the pothole. The rift valley thousands of meters high, in a hundred years, can be piled up into this shape? The crack-like sky dome shimmered with starlight, like the eyes of a night-sighted creature.

I shuddered, and landed heavily on the ground below. The small box fell to the ground, making a rattle.

Here is the deeper darkness...... If we hadn't used the orange perspective, the Lighthouse Boy and I would have seen almost nothing but the black cat's eyes in the dark.

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