Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons

Chapter 937 - 810: Roaming the Platinum Country

New Era, January 1, Year 5.

Zorolostan.

Today, the residents here are hanging lanterns and decorations, and the entire city is immersed in a sea of celebration.

Although Kane did not make a big announcement, nor did he decide to hold a grand festival for today.

Many citizens who are happy for today’s opening of the boundary are still spontaneously holding parties, joyfully decorating their doorways.

Organizing all kinds of programs.

They might believe that only at this moment do they truly become one nation.

Among all the cities celebrating today, Zorolostan’s residents are the happiest.

After all, this city is the only place where the inner realm and outer realm can communicate; whether it’s people or various goods, they must all transit through here.

This leads to a mix of people from both realms living and working here together.

Over the past few years, they’ve become exceptionally familiar with each other here.

Some have even got married here, but due to the rules of both realms, they can only live together here.

They all yearn to go to each other’s side.

"Haha, today both realms are open, want to come over to my side for a visit? Haven’t you always wanted to go over and see?"

"Of course, no problem, but not today. There are too many people needing our help today, definitely in the coming days."

"Come, raise a glass for the Platinum Country!"

"Let’s praise His Majesty!"

"Praise His Majesty! Oh!"

Various sounds rise and fall along the street.

Uh! Uh!

Today, the first train coming from the outer realm has already entered Zorolostan.

This time, it no longer carries just a load full of various goods and materials as it usually does.

But a variety of people curious about the inner realm.

They might become the first group of people to enter the inner realm.

And the train heading from the inner realm to the outer realm is the same.

The train starts again, stepping on the tracks into places where previously those on the train could not go.

In one section by the window seat, Raphael and his team are gathered here.

Around each seat, all are members of the Guild.

They gathered together today, preparing to journey to the inner realm.

This entire train car was booked by them.

Steel Armor also decided to close the Forging Workshop for a few days to rest well, and by the way, lead these Guild members preparing to enter the inner realm.

After all, all inner realm members who joined the Guild have very important jobs, even today, they cannot have too much rest time.

Instead, he rarely enjoys leisure.

"From here, we begin entering places we couldn’t go before, right?" Anrule pointed outside the window.

There was a very obvious sign not far from outside Zorolostan city.

It bore a prohibition sign.

Only today it’s open, this sign hadn’t been removed or was it left for commemoration.

Watching the sign grow distant marked their true entry into the inner realm.

"It really doesn’t feel like we’re blocked by the Mist anymore."

Raphael said beside him.

Many Explorers felt the power of the Mist more or less, so they weren’t strangers to coming here due to curiosity.

They just felt the power of the Mist at the plaque’s position, knew they couldn’t pass through and gave up.

But this time the power of the Mist disappeared.

As the train gradually moved away, they arrived in a strange place.

"This place is too strange, why does this area seem so flat, and why is the surrounding so square and neat, is it done by someone with OCD?"

Kafka pointed to the scenery outside and asked puzzledly.

"This is the Red King’s Fall."

Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, everyone turned their heads.

A little girl about eleven or twelve years old in height and size, wearing light armor, with a lantern mark on her exposed hand.

"Moon’s Child?"

Raphael asked with a bit of confusion.

The little girl nodded.

Moon’s Child is a race that entered the Guild Hall very early, able to enter the Lantern Knight Training Ground.

But since then, it was rare to see them appear in the Guild Hall.

The only chance to see might be Mona, Kane’s Captain of the Guard.

She occasionally comes to find Kane.

So many members who weren’t the first to join the Guild have no knowledge of this race.

Only Raphael and Amis, these earliest Guild members understood a little.

"What did you mean by this is the Red King’s Fall?"

Kafka asked beside him.

Moon’s Child walked to the middle of the cabin, pointing at the scenery outside, and began introducing it to everyone in the cabin.

"Once this entire area was the Red King’s palace, but about ten years ago, he was killed here by His Majesty.

He became the first among the monarchs to die.

That was once the Red King’s palace."

Saying this, she also pointed to buildings formed by the distant purple crystal.

Once personally destroyed by Kane, but later considered a pity and restored, making it a good scenic spot as well, the palace of the Red King.

Everyone turned their heads to look out the window.

They saw a massive purple crystal building, seemingly alive, moving as if it were breathing.

But at this moment, Kafka whispered secretly to Raphael, "Is this little girl bragging? Kane might have still been playing in the mud a dozen years ago."

"Who knows, have you ever controlled a dungeon? If you haven’t controlled a dungeon, how do you know there aren’t other ways to operate between them.

Maybe Kane really was killing here a dozen years ago. A dozen years for them isn’t necessarily the same for us."

Raphael spoke about possibilities; it’s wise to hold opinions back on uncertain matters, or else it may be embarrassing if proven wrong.

The train continued moving along the tracks.

Passing slowly by the former palace of the Red King, everyone got a full view of the palace.

Then, the train moved at a leisurely pace towards the City of Rebirth.

Along the way, they would ask the Moon’s Child inside the carriage about some interesting scenery; this Moon’s Child seemed to be specifically acting as their guide, so he told them everything he knew.

"Isn’t this former dungeon too large? It’s nearly evening, why haven’t we arrived yet?"

Kafka leaned against the seat, watching the environment outside grow darker, and couldn’t help but ask.

"I’m not sure, but according to Steel Armor, measurements suggest it may be as large as half the outside world."

"That big?"

At this moment, Raphael widened his eyes, looking out the window.

"What’s that? I feel rules of death lurking there."

None in the carriage were asleep, and they all stuck their heads out the window.

A mass of black and white flames rose into the sky.

Like candlelight in the dark night.

They could see spheres emitting a faint glow at night, flying from the horizon towards the fiery place like a meteor.

It was also possible to see in the distance a band of Undead Knights blazing with black and white flames galloping across the land.

"That is the Soul Return Place, where all deceased souls return to the embrace of Queen Kreya, reincarnating back into the world with new life."

"Those running on the ground are Queen Kreya’s knights, guardians in the night.

Called Soul Guardians, they fight the evils emerging at night, protecting all spiritual beings."

At this point, the Moon’s Child began narrating the past, the story of Kane and the others defeating the Black Monarch there.

The story of Kane and the others defeating kings to become the King of Platinum had long been turned into a fairy tale by Rilulu.

Nearly all residents within the Platinum Country knew about it.

"Wow, is Kreya really akin to a Goddess of Death in the inner realm?"

Finaris, seated on the other side of the carriage, couldn’t help but say.

Kreya had never mentioned these things to them.

Funa nodded: "When fighting alongside Kreya outside, her black and white flames were quite striking; a brush with them was indeed no different than meeting the Death God."

Hearing Funa’s words, Shire nearby couldn’t help but nervously touch his neck.

The two of them had faced off with Kreya several times in the training ground, and the pervasive feeling of death wasn’t pleasant at all.

"Really wondering what Kane and the others experienced in this dungeon, thinking about it must be very exciting."

"I know about this; I remember Prince Longbei bragging about it in the guild before."

Everyone chatted one sentence after another inside the carriage late into the night.

...

By morning, this tour class was finally nearing the City of Rebirth.

"Could it be that all these plants seen along the way are various types of grains? This looks too exaggerated, spreading so far?"

Raphael woke at first light and saw a swath of green plants spreading across almost all visible areas outside the carriage.

Spreading continuously until now, still thus.

The Moon’s Child nodded inside the carriage.

"This enormous farm is Prince Longbei’s work, all personally forged by him."

This sentence indeed astonished everyone.

While they could understand Prince Longbei opening mines, imagining him farming such vast land couldn’t be understood.

Yet, one must admit, the farmland spreading so far explains the abundance of food supply.

Additionally, they saw various intelligent machines within this botanical farm attending to the plants, maintaining their health.

Which looks no different than farmland elsewhere.

"Then that must be the ranch in the distance, though not very clear, it feels heavily populated with animals."

Finaris pointed at the distant horizon and farmland border, saying.

Upon hearing Finaris’s words, the Moon’s Child nodded: "Yes, it is indeed a ranch, a vast ranch providing ample meat for the nation, also established by Prince Longbei."

"May I ask, what exactly is Longbei doing here?"

They were deeply curious.

Because in the guild hall, Longbei did nothing but brag and drink all day.

"Prince Longbei, he was once responsible for agricultural, pastoral, and various matters of plants and life."

"Rules related to life?" Raphael murmured.

Longbei had no plant-related skills in the guild, nor was he an instructor in that field.

But achieving such feats here proves he indeed possesses rules related to such matters.

This naturally brings to mind the World Diamond’s authority in five aspects.

With this in mind, Kane and others may each hold one.

Indeed a group of people far exceeding imagination.

Raphael couldn’t help but shake his head helplessly.

He had been unable to even glimpse their shadows, now able only to stand on the ground and look up.

Effort and talent are indispensable indeed.