"What on earth is a ruin?"
Shen Yun shook his head, "I don't know, but we can just ask someone and find out."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
Then they casually approached a middle-aged man dressed in black cloth with a duckbill cap.
At his feet were some mechanical parts and robotic arms, stained with black dirt.
As if they had just been dug up.
Upon seeing Han Xing and the others, the stall owner squinted his eyes and sized them up.
Noticing the battle armor on Han Xing and the others, he immediately perked up and said excitedly.
"Hey there, gentlemen, what can I do for you?"
"Everything here has been dug up from Ruin No. 13, freshly unearthed, absolutely authentic."
Han Xing shook his head, "We're just looking around."
Hearing this, the stall owner didn't say much more, simply squinting and saying, "Alright, feel free to look around."
Han Xing wasn't really looking but observing the grade of these robotic arms in front of him.
