Driftwood.
Or rather, a raft.
As soon as Shen Ye entered the Primordial Ruins, he found himself above the ocean.
There was only a small raft bobbing along with the waves.
And the one who was steering the raft, happened to be an acquaintance.
"Is it you?"
The two exclaimed at once.
The man opposite him was clutching a pipe, dressed in gray leather armor with two daggers tied around his waist, his expression vigilant.
— The frontline manager of the Shadow Brotherhood!
"Brother Pei Qi, is it really you?"
The manager asked.
Without hesitation, Shen Ye made a "love you" secret hand gesture and said gravely:
"Indeed, it's me—but how come you are here?"
Seeing the Brotherhood's gesture, the manager breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whenever Primordial Ruins appear, our presence in the Nightmare World gets forcibly pulled into the ruins as a neutral party to provide various supports in the team battle."
He pointed to the wooden paddle in his hand and continued:
