Primordial Summoning

Wu Haibo's words made sense.

It was like how an elementary school student could not simply rely on a few university textbooks to teach themselves and score highly on the National College Entrance Examination.

Nor could a three-year-old child defeat an elite special forces soldier merely by wearing the most advanced Powered Armor.

At humanity's current level of civilization, no matter how many resources, how much time, or how many brilliant minds were invested, it would be impossible to activate and inherit all the power of the Ancient Ruins.

Yet for Dragon City, time, resources, and brilliant minds were all the scarcest things.

Good steel had to be used on the blade's edge. Suspending most exploration and research projects concerning the Ancient Ruins was the most reasonable decision the authorities could make under the circumstances.

But to Meng Chao, who knew just how brutal the Another World War of the coming decades would become, this decision was utterly wrong.

Perhaps the runes, secret treasures, and remnants of prehistoric war machines around the outskirts of the Ancient Ruins were enough to deal with ordinary monsters, as well as ordinary elves, dwarves, vampires, and mages.

But to defeat the Otherworldly gods and devils who stood above all races and toyed with the fate of Carbon-Based Intelligent Life in the palms of their hands, these "rifles, grenades, Rocket Launchers, and Main Battle Tanks" were not enough—not nearly enough.

No matter how great the risks, Dragon City Civilization had to persist in exploring deeper into the Ancient Ruins.

It had to cultivate more and more Deep Divers, piece together the full picture of the Primordial Civilization, and uncover the truth behind why they had summoned Earthlings here.

Otherwise, even if Dragon City Civilization became the Otherworldly Calamity once more, ten times stronger than in