Whoosh! A figure streaked past Lu Yin. It was a space-exploring powerhouse.

Figure after figure rushed by as various Explorers hurriedly charged towards the interior of the centipede.

Lu Yin carefully examined the buildings. “Monkey, can you tell which period these structures are from?”

“Seventh Bro, you must really think of me as an archaeologist. I only read the records of some powerhouses. I haven’t researched anything at all about whatever periods.”

Lu Yin casually pressed his hand against a wall, only for it to collapse to the ground and turn to dust. Nothing could be preserved forever, and even the words on the buildings had long since faded.

“This civilization must have been rather powerful if they settled down in such an enormous centipede's body. Their construction materials must also have been different from what we use. But despite all that, this building can do nothing but turn to dust today. The time that has passed since they were first built can only be imagined.”

Lu Yin felt like something was strange. “So why is this centipede’s body perfectly preserved? Why hasn’t it disappeared after all this time?”

“I don’t know about that. Logically, this thing should have indeed vanished.”

“Right Seventh Bro, you can put that spacecraft in your cosmic ring,”...