Lu Ban opened his eyes, feeling knowledge flow into his mind.
Bao Bao was indeed helping Lu Ban travel to various otherworlds to absorb knowledge and explore the unknown, while protecting those reckless rookies from venturing too deeply into otherworlds and frying their brains. After leaving the palliative-care ward, they had gone running to the psychiatric hospital ward.
And these players on the verge of death were truly impressive.
Perhaps it was because they had already seen through everything and only wanted to survive, considering that alone a victory. Thus, when facing all kinds of dangers and horrors, they displayed astonishing courage, completing their missions even better than players with extraordinary abilities.
Of course, these people's lives had also been extended to some degree during their missions.
That was because they had come into contact with otherworldly pollution, and the pollution itself possessed power. Its erosion of the human body instead curbed the diseased areas.
How could mere human cancer compare to otherworldly mutation?
Through this, Lu Ban also witnessed the histories of many otherworlds.
For example, the raging waves around Harmony Island, the legends of mermaids and Sea Monsters, and the treasures hidden away.
For example, the development and rise and fall of the Night Country amid the Demon Tide, and the evil that bred in concealed corners.
For example, the creatures struggling in the sewers beneath the Ruined City, and the schemes interweaving at banquets of debauchery.
For example, expeditions searching for water sources in the wasteland, and cities rebuilt atop the ruins.
And then there was the inverted pyramid standing in the desert of an unknown otherworld.
This knowledge continuously surged into his mind, corroding and mutating every cell. The excessively vast pollution made his entire form collapse and boil, like a puddle of Grimer.
When the