Driftwood.
Or rather, a raft.
The moment Shen Ye entered the Primordial Ruins, he landed on the sea.
Only a tiny raft rose and fell with the waves.
And the person poling the raft happened to be someone he knew.
"You?"
Both cried out at once.
Across from him stood a man with a pipe in his mouth, dressed in gray leather armor, with two daggers at his waist and a wary expression.
-the Shadow Brotherhood's frontline chief!
"Brother Peppa, is that really you?"
The chief asked.
Without hesitation, Shen Ye made the secret "love you" hand signal and said in a low voice:
"It really is me-what are you doing here?"
At the sight of that Brotherhood gesture, the chief breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whenever Primordial Ruins appear, we beings of the Nightmare World are forcibly drawn into them as a neutral party to provide all kinds of support for the team battle."
He pointed at the wooden oar in his hand and continued:
"I have to do a good job as the ferryman here before I can earn a little pay and return to the Nightmare World."
"Have you always been a ferryman?" Shen Ye asked.
"Not always. In the last team battle, I was a general merchant, responsible for selling intelligence and sundries in a safe area outside the battlefield," the Brotherhood chief said.
Many memories flashed through Shen Ye's mind.
-He remembered a few more things.
The Nightmare World was now a world no one could enter.
Apart from that, everything he had once done in the Nightmare World remained unchanged.
"Does everyone have to work here?"
Shen Ye asked.
"No. There's a selection, depending on which ruins open," the chief said.
Shen Ye nodded.
He had never expected-
The beings of that world had