Chapter 570: Chapter 275: The First Divine Ruins / God… Ate a God_2 Chapter 570: Chapter 275: The First Divine Ruins / God… Ate a God_2 “Well, that settles it then.” Ke Mingye stretched lazily.

They walked to the abandoned train station in the Old Jingmai District and sat down on the public wooden benches near Platform 7.

“Here’s your travel ticket.” Fan Quan handed Ke Mingye a ticket that resembled an amusement park pass.

“Where are we going again?”

“Use the travel ticket. South America, eastern Ecuador, coordinates 80degW, 5degN.”

Without any further ado, Fan Quan promptly disappeared on the spot.

Ke Mingye rolled his eyes, pinched the travel ticket, and repeated the civilized man’s command.

“Use the travel ticket. South America, eastern Ecuador, 80degW, 5degN.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body vanished too.

When he regained his senses, he found himself facing a tropical rainforest. There’s a 12-hour time difference between Huanjing and South America; Huanjing is ahead, so while it’s midday there, it’s about 1 a.m. here in South America–the dead of night.

It was dark all around, and one couldn’t see their fingers in front of them. A low growl echoed faintly from the forest. Suddenly, a ghostly white hand grabbed Ke Mingye’s shoulder from behind.

Without turning his head, Ke Mingye swung his fist instinctively, stopping just above the nose.

The punch was so close that it cracked one corner of the glasses, and the crack spread out.

Facing the expressionless face, Ke Mingye opened his fist into fingers, took off Fan Quan’s glasses, breathed on them, wiped them, and put them back on.

“Man, it was broad daylight just then, and now the atmosphere has suddenly turned eerie.”

He shrugged his shoulders, changing the subject.

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“That’s the jet lag for you.” Fan Quan remained expressionless. “I’m not sure if there are any superhumans around, so I wouldn’t recommend using a light source in the forest at night. It’s too conspicuous. Here, take these.” Saying that, he took out two pairs of sunglasses from his bag, handed one to Ke Mingye, and put the other pair on himself.

Ke Mingye took the sunglasses and casually asked, “What kind of black tech is this?”

“Sunglasses, with night vision.”

“Oh.”

Putting on the sunglasses, Ke Mingye immediately saw the surroundings much more clearly.

Fan Quan asked, “Can you take out your Divine Disc now, otherwise how are we going to find that ruin?”

“Here.”

Saying this, Ke Mingye took out the Divine Disc from his bag, holding it like a large stone in his arms. He looked down at the Disc which had a compass-like directional map engraved on top, complete with a pointer.

“This should be a tropical rainforest in eastern Ecuador. Let’s walk ahead, and let me know if the Disc responds. If we really can’t find the ruins, we’ll come back another day.”

“Okay.”

Soon after they walked through the rainforest, the Divine Disc in Ke Mingye’s hand suddenly responded.

Watching the Disc buzz and vibrate, the pointer switched back and forth, finally settling in the northwest direction. They exchanged a glance and silently made their way through the underbrush, facing an underground cave.

“You’re a Doll, go in and take a look, and I’ll keep watch outside. Contact me immediately if anything happens.”

“As you command.”

Ke Mingye sauntered into the cave with his arms behind his head; Fan Quan stayed outside, vigilant for any Undead Guests lurking around.

It wasn’t long before the former emerged from the darkness.

“What did you find inside?” asked Fan Quan.

Ke Mingye spread his hands and sighed, “It looks structurally similar to a temple. But it’s empty and shows clear signs of excavation. There are some worn patterns on the walls, but it’s hard to make out which deity it is.”

Fan Quan was silent for a moment, “Well, since we’re here, let’s take a look around; perhaps the Divine Communicator who stole this path of Divine Communication is nearby.”

“Aren’t you sure, bro, that there are people in this godforsaken place?”

“According to the information Cai Bing found, there’s a primitive tribe living in this tropical rainforest in eastern Ecuador.”

Fan Quan continued as they walked.

“They lack sophisticated food culture and basic commercial civilization, and when they want to eat, they hunt monkeys, wild boars, or toucans in the forest with blow darts. So we have to be careful of their blowguns when we come in contact with them. The tubes have darts coated with poison, and once aimed, the dart shoots right into the body of the prey.”

“This tribe has been almost completely isolated from the world until they slowly began contact with the outside in the 1960s. Because they live like primates, some have even undergone degenerative phenomena in their bodies. It’s more like they haven’t finished evolving; I hope you won’t be frightened.”

Hearing this, Ke Mingye reminisced about the fight scene with Bai Wenna in the abandoned building, and goosebumps popped up on his skin.

He couldn’t help but sigh and complain, “I just experienced the best night of my life last night, now nothing scares me.”

Fan Quan said, “That’s good. They speak an indigenous Indian language that belongs to no language system existing in the world today, not even related to the Quechua language widely spoken in Ecuador.”

Ke Mingye looked at him sideways, curious, “Then can we communicate with them?”

“Forgot, did you? My gadget, the translation badge.”

Saying that, Fan Quan lifted his coat to show the badge wrapped inside his coat, “Before I came to meet you, I specifically went back and got the badge from Top Bull.”

“Oh, but without the badge, Top Bull won’t understand Chinese. What if the clients berate him non-stop?”

“He’s on holiday today. But Ju Zipi is still working at the bar.”

“Then no worries.”