The End-Times Recorder

Lu Ban glanced at the corpses outside, which had all curled up and turned to stone, and decided that he definitely wasn't from the Glorious Realm.

"Isn't this a little absurd?"

Lu Ban saw Charlotte make him press the board against himself again, and the writing on the marble suddenly changed.

"We should be grateful for the Glorious Realm's powerful forces. Even though their civilization was destroyed, their creations didn't stop functioning because of it, so this place can still operate normally. You should know that when a civilization is heavily polluted, its artificial creations are the first to mutate, followed by animals with lower intelligence and so on. In most realms destroyed by pollution, the conditions necessary for normal life to survive had already disappeared before that."

Charlotte said this casually, glanced at the writing, then looked at Lu Ban.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Am I from the Glorious Realm?"

Lu Ban couldn't help asking.

"More or less. You humans are the result of some of the Glorious Realm's surviving people continuously mutating. Otherwise, why do you think humans in so many civilized realms all look more or less the same?"

Charlotte casually revealed a shocking fact.

"Wait. Does that mean humans were all once inhabitants of the Glorious Realm?"

Lu Ban sought confirmation.

"Generally speaking, that's correct. When the Glorious Realm finally collapsed, some of its people did indeed mutate themselves into what you are now. In fact, many realms were prisons created by the Glorious Realm in the past to imprison the Old Ones. Otherwise, how could they have avoided being affected and continued to exist even after this civilization was destroyed?"

Charlotte spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Mm. The defenses here are indeed extremely thorough, and besides—"

After confirming the writing on the board,