Chapter 907: Inspiration Regarding the Special-Grade Funding Grant
Locke gazed into the distance. In this special corridor, he saw quite a few statues, but one statue that had originally been of Golden Tassel Wheat had split in two down the middle.
Locke said, "This is..."
The statue that should have been Golden Tassel Wheat had broken apart down the middle, leaving a crack as if it were about to split completely.
Russell Throne said, "That's right. The reason I brought you here was to show you this. The statues here are masterpieces created by the Potion Masters of the Realm of Dusk and Dawn. You probably didn't know this, but the Realm of Dusk and Dawn was once the sacred land of Potions."
"There was a group of Golden Potion Masters here who brewed potions capable of granting immortality to all things."
"They were the ones who created this corridor. In the face of the destined decline of the Realm of Dusk and Dawn, all efforts seemed futile. Every effort seemed to be pushing fate in this direction."
"So, the ancestors of the Realm of Dusk and Dawn decided to leave something behind for their descendants."
Locke immediately realized something.
"They placed Spirit Macro marks inside these statues."
Locke took half a step back, because it was simply too incredible.
Only now did he realize that this entire corridor was not made of ordinary bricks and stones, or even so-called magical materials. It had been constructed from Spirit Macro.
In other words, every blade of grass and every tree in this corridor was Spirit Macro.
The statue pillars were Spirit Macro, the bricks beneath their feet were Spirit Macro, and even the corridor itself was Spirit Macro.
Locke now realized that he and Russell Throne had probably already entered a