"As long as I'm alive.
One day, I will uncover the truth behind all of this..."
Jason tugged at his collar, speaking with a cold and hard gaze.
Ronan said nothing, only nodding silently.
The two sped across the gray-white sands, with Jason occasionally stopping, seemingly having a unique way of determining the location of treasures.
Ronan was now filled with curiosity about this gray-white area, suspected to be the second layer of the Forgotten Land.
He wondered if this gray-white land was what he needed to find—the Quivada Oasis.
But it didn't seem like a place that could be associated with the word "oasis," and according to the mission, the Quivada Oasis was located in the "center" of the Forgotten Land.
"Is this the center?"
Ronan pondered, and before they knew it, the two had already covered quite a distance on the sandy ground.
At some moment, Jason suddenly exclaimed in delight, "Found it!"
He looked eagerly in a direction, urging, "Damien, quickly follow me."
