Published: February 10, 2025
The arrival of the Cloud Summit Team naturally attracted a lot of attention. Although they were all from Asia, the difference between Eastern and Western faces was quite noticeable.
Moreover, since the team was entirely composed of women, it was difficult not to draw attention. This was especially true since the team members had stored away their green-level equipment; otherwise, it would have caused a sensation.
"If we created any miracles in these past two years, it wouldn't be about making my father and Master Jannadrah become seven-star evolvers, but rather about building this city," Haman Dan said while looking at the city before him. There was no smugness in his tone, only a rare sense of reverence in this apocalypse.
Perhaps in some ways, those with faith lived more purely than those without.
"Do you see those tall buildings over there? Although they look a bit ugly, that's the Cleansing Pool. It can heal injuries, restore mental strength, and even fix minor negative conditions."
"Did you know? That’s a large piece of equipment. Back then, we fought a group of mutated beasts to obtain it, sacrificing over a thousand lives in the process."
"Over there is the tall sand tower; it's a symbol of the market. You can hardly imagine how large the market in the Holy City is, with thousands of stalls."
"This place? No, no, this is not the market. This is just an ordinary exchange area by the roadside. The bigger forces and battle groups are over there, and they have countless good items. As long as you have magic crystals, you can buy even a demon's eyeball."
"That wall over there? Yes, that's the city wall, built by my father himself. He is an earth mage with amazing abilities, and these walls are as solid as an American aircraft carrier."
"I must mention that building. That's our place of worship. Inside, you can purify your soul and wash away your sins. Every time I return, I kneel there for an entire night."
"Hey, friend, don't look at me like that. I admit, after confessing my old sins, I tend to commit new ones, but I am repentant."
"Let's look at the tallest building instead. That’s the palace, the real palace, and my father's residence. After I return, I will live there, and you can hardly imagine what it looks like inside."
"Oh right, there's another very important place I need to tell you about—the Faith Guild, right there next to the place of worship. You can commission them for any task, as long as you can afford it. The Primordial Ointment you mentioned can also be found there; you might try your luck."
After expressing his reverence, Haman Dan became quite chatty, wandering through the city while introducing everything he could think of to Ye Zhongming.
This time, Ye Zhongming did not show any impatience. Not just him, but Xia Bai and anyone who could hear Haman Dan listened attentively and took notes seriously.
This was a form of self-protection instinct. Although this city was magnificent, and the fusion of life and the apocalypse almost perfect, it was still the territory of strangers. If any accidents occurred, one piece of information might save their lives.
Ye Zhongming's expression only changed when he heard about the Faith Guild.
Along the way, the team encountered several patrols of about a hundred people each, responsible for maintaining the city's order. Learning that a powerful team had appeared, these people rushed over. Though they didn't act aggressively, they closely followed, clearly wary of the Cloud Summit.
"I'm sorry, if it were just West Asians, this situation wouldn't arise. The Holy City allows battle teams of no more than a thousand to operate freely, but you know, since you are from China, that’s why this is happening," Haman Dan explained softly. He was the one who brought Ye Zhongming to the Holy City, and it was for his own benefit, so he was worried that Ye Zhongming might use this excuse to leave.
If it were him, and he faced such surveillance in someone else's city, Haman Dan would definitely leave at the first opportunity.