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Grayson took his phone out and used the camera function. He simply aimed at a few corners and pressed the button. Then, Grayson specially got some close-up shots of the relief patterns depicted on the buildings.

After Grayson was done taking photos, Jay instructed him, "Grayson, send the photos of these special patterns to the museum curator. Tell him to check the origin of these relief patterns for us."

Grayson said, "Alright." Then, he immediately opened the curator's social account, sent the photos all at once, and left a message to the curator: [Mr. Fann, will you mind helping us confirm the origin of this building's relief patterns as seen in these photos?] After dealing with the matter of the photos, Jay and Cole discussed rushing over to Yorks Stronghold.

Cole was quite worried. "Jay, do you think Yorks Stronghold had already become a pile of ruins?"

Jay suddenly reached out and pinched Cole's face with force. Cole cried out in pain and said, "What on earth are you doing?"

"If Yorks Stronghold is just like this city that has turned into ruins, I think the only explanation is that this city never existed in the first place."

Cole's eyes showed his startlement. "If Yorks Stronghold has turned into ruins, then are you saying the people in Yorks Stronghold never actually existed?" Jay nodded.

Cole stretched out his hand toward Jay and said, "Quick, tell me whether or not I'm a real person."

Jay said, "We'll know once we get to Yorks Stronghold."

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