Lu Bu'er rolled his eyes: "Is that it?"
This statement was too vague; it was obvious that this group of people just strolled around the Fallen Dragon Land and fled pell-mell before asking for support.
"Let me then explain, the situation in the Fallen Dragon Land isn't so bizarre. Five hundred years ago, Gaiser was a port city mainly producing ore. But ever since The Third Site was formed, that area has been shrouded in endless sandstorms, and it's difficult to pinpoint its exact location; even satellites can't lock onto it." An old man emerged from the dented off-road vehicle, looking like a refugee beggar, yet possessing an upright and vigorous spirit.
