"Can't be killed?" Speaking of this, Lu Yuan's heart seemed to have a sense of despair.

In other words, what humans are insisting on is a struggle that will never be able to win. If this is true, it is indeed hard to imagine what kind of mood the living people have continued to survive over the past few hundred years.

At this point, Lu Yuan suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, what exactly are you talking about [Gate of Death Realm]?" he asked.

Wenger smiled: "As the name suggests, that is a door. We don't know what he looks like, but he should be in a small temple on the edge of the city of Dumyat. In Egyptian legend, this door is a passage connecting hell and the world. It is precisely because of the opening of this door that the power of death erodes the world."

"So, is it enough to close this door?" Lu Yuan asked.

"Yes." Wenger replied: "But it is difficult to enter such places by human power alone. As I said before, there has been eroded by death. When a living person approaches, he will become dead bodies."

"Uh..." Lu Yuan's feeling of powerlessness became much stronger. If the living person could not get close to him, the dead body would be controlled. How could he do this?

"Oh, by the way!" Lu Yuan suddenly asked, "What exactly is the [God of Hope] you mentioned?"

"God of Hope?" Wenger repeated the word, and a smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth: "That is the hope of all mankind."

"Uh...so what is he?"

"The God of Hope was first proposed to the public by the Big Library, which is an organization composed of scholars and researchers. They like to call each other by [Doctor]. I am a second-level researcher in the Big Library.

And 260 years ago, while the doctors were studying the gate of the Death Realm, they found a document that pointed out that the gate of the Death Realm will definitely open at some time, and the power of human beings cannot be close to there. However, many years later, there will be a person who can ignore the power of death, advance to the gate of the Dead and close it... This person is the hope of all mankind."

"Is this the God of Hope?" Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment.

"right."

"emmm——It sounds like a simple myth." Lu Yuan muttered in his heart, but when he thought that if the gate of the Death Realm really existed, then this god should have appeared.

"In short, this person who ignores death has become the only hope for all mankind. The reason why we are still fighting is because we still have a glimmer of hope." Wenger responded to Lu Yuan.

"Okay, it looks like the connection is almost done." Lu Yuan murmured in a voice that he could only hear, and then asked again: "So have you heard the word Foundation?"

"Foundation? Haven't heard of it." Wenger replied.

Lu Yuanyou gestured for the sign on Wenger's chest: "I have also seen this mark on your chest on Hunter No. 71. He said that it was a mark on Hunter, but you just said that you are a doctor in the big library...How could you have the same mark?"

"Oh, you say this." Wenger subconsciously looked at his chest: "Because the Hunters and the Big Bookstore, a long time ago, actually belonged to the same group, which was the mysterious organization I mentioned to you before, but now, this organization has been divided into different departments... Hunters are the frontline forces fighting the dead bodies, while the Big Bookstore is special and research, and there are also gravekeepers. They deal with a large number of dead bodies in the rear, burned and buried them, and prevented the dead bodies from gathering again. In addition, some people are responsible for managing towns that have lost the government, searching for surviving humans in the world, and maintaining communication between settlements, etc.."

"So, that mysterious organization not only came to the eyes of the world, but they even began to control humans? And for this reason, this organization had to be divided into many different groups."

Wenger nodded: "That's about it. I know that many people think that we are actually a group of autocratic and inhuman dictators, but... at least we are really trying to ensure the survival of human beings. Compared with those idiots who only know how to abuse but start to cry again under the massacre of dead bodies, yelling why no one comes to save us, I think we are pretty good."

Lu Yuanxu looked at him: "It seems that you are not very popular either."

"Yes, especially hunters, most people think they are crazy and don't even want to get close to them. Of course, if such people are cut off their legs by a dead body, their calls for help will be much louder than ordinary people."

"Tsk tsk. It's very vivid... Oh, by the way, what year is it now? You are studying history, so you should know what the AD means, right?"

"Well..." Wenger pondered for a moment: "It should be 2340 years. To be honest, it is rare to record time in this ancient way now."

"How do you usually record it?"

"Of course, it starts from the year when the gate of the Death Realm is opened, such as 10 years after the Death Realm and 100 years after the Death Realm, this year is 320 years after the Death Realm."

"Ah? Isn't this kind of a bit hurtful of morale?"

"On the contrary, this makes people feel the victory of their own battle with the death realm. After all, every day we live is victory."

"Okay, strange thoughts." Lu Yuan leaned against the wall and said, "Then the last question... You should know that a long time ago, people had strong technological power, such as missiles, and people also lived under this kind of technology, but after hundreds of years, why have people become divorced from technological civilization?"

In fact, when Lu Yuan asked this, he had already had an answer.

Sure enough, Wenger's thoughts were not beyond his expectations.

"It is precisely because of this technology that humans have fallen to this end... In the first few years of the outbreak of dead bodies, people used large-scale weapons of destruction, and even within a certain range, humans used a thing called nuclear weapons. Although these things temporarily prevented the reconstruction of dead bodies, they only lasted for less than 20 years. Those dead bodies continued to reorganize on the ruins, and more and more. In the end, humans retreated step by step under the double destruction of their own weapons and dead bodies, their living space was deprived, and the army of dead bodies occupied most cities, their electricity was deprived, factories were paralyzed, and gradually..."

Wenger spread his hands: "It's what he is now."
Chapter completed!