"Who did you hear that from? There was no such thing.
Elves were spread across the entire world during the medieval era. If there really had been a World Tree, this world's Earth Veins would have been drained dry long ago. How could humanity have had any chance?"
At Gu Xi's question, Kru decisively shook his head.
Gu Xi then glanced at the Architects again.
Their thoughts were written all over their faces. The place before them could not be made into a Death City.
Yet Gu Xi was somewhat unwilling to accept that.
Death Cities were not easy to create in the first place.
There were countless city ruins, but only a few could truly be called Dead Cities.
Now that he had finally found one right in front of him, this was no good and that was no good.
Then why should he keep looking for Dead Cities? He might as well stay in Aryadovi City and keep developing it.
With that thought, Gu Xi closed his eyes. "Let's bet on a chance. Even if we fail, we won't lose anything, will we?"
Gu Xi was not the sort of person who pinched pennies. He did not think that failing to seize some benefit meant he had suffered a loss.
The Dead City before him had never belonged to him anyway. If he succeeded, he would gain another Death City. If he failed, he could simply pretend he had never come here.
"You're planning to dig your way in now?"
Watching Gu Xi's expression shift from contemplation to determination, Kru knew that Gu Xi had made up his mind.
But all Kru could think of was digging in from here or excavating downward from the surface. He never expected Gu Xi to actually gamble on this.
"No. I'm