Alka looked at the two and said, while under his control, two wisps of faint pink smoke had already slipped into their ears.

They could feel that the smoke seemed to be probing their memories and information in their minds.

"Alright, stop quickly, I understand now," Waku hurriedly said.

Upon hearing his words, the two clouds of pink smoke slowly retreated from their ears.

"That's right, we indeed call ourselves the Vastva people, and this is also the Vastva City-State."

"I knew it," Alka nodded and said with understanding.

"But their appearance is so different from what we learned from the murals and saw on the statues earlier, they hardly look like the same race," Lucilia said, sitting on Alka's shoulder.

The Vastva people were about two meters tall with four sharp ears standing upright, sharp teeth, and slender limbs.

Although some small features could still be seen in the two people in front, the differences were really large.

"Not like?" Lucilia's words made Kavala somewhat confused.

A statue formed from clouds appeared before the two.

At this time, Alka casually arranged one, which was one of the statues seen earlier in the museum, seemingly an Eye of Concealment.

"Shouldn't the Vastva people look like this? Why is there such a big difference in your current appearance?" Alka asked while looking at the statue.

"This is what our ancestors looked like, tens of thousands of years ago, our ancestors should have looked like this. But now, over time, we have regressed," Kavala said.

After speaking, Waku beside him looked at him with a surprised expression.

"Don't look at me like that, this is an opportunity."

Alka did not interrupt their conversation but approached the two unmanned machines standing there in front of everyone.

Simon had long been curious about these two machines, and after seeing Alka's past, he hurried over to start examining these two machines.

"Hey, what are you doing? Stay away from my little stone," Kavala said hastily as she watched Simon's actions. She seemed a bit agitated, preparing to stand and rush over.

However, the action of wanting to stand was completely unable to be completed, as a great pressure came from her shoulder, making her unable to move while sitting on the ground.

Chadite squatted beside Kavala, with an arm pressed on her shoulder: "Don't be agitated, how about staying quiet?"

Looking at Chadite's smile, Kavala vaguely felt a certain powerful aura, and under such momentum, she nodded reluctantly.

She seemed somewhat pitiful.

"Little stone? I have to say, this name indeed lacks taste," Simon commented while checking the machinery in front of him.

Soon Simon finished checking this humanoid machine, roughly understanding a lot. Then he started to touch the other one beside it.

He could see that the two machines had the same basic structure, only having more personalized modifications in each of their details.

Seeing Simon's operations, the owner of the machine, Waku, apparently had already mentally prepared himself. He silently turned his head away, deciding to ignore.

After a series of operations, several crystal tubes containing blue energy lines appeared in Simon's hand.

"Magic Battery, is it?" Simon roughly understood its function upon seeing the tubes.

"Using such a small amount of energy to drive such a large mechanical device, and besides the main core, the rest is entirely mechanical structures.

I must say, it is indeed a very advanced invention in structure, but why do it this way? It makes no sense,"

Simon expressed his puzzlement.

"Why not? Of course, it's to reduce the consumption of magic power; what else could it be for?"

After hearing Simon's words, Waku couldn't help but say to him.

"Reducing dependency on magic power consumption..." Simon pondered aloud.

Alka extended his hand and waved it around, feeling the environment: "Didn't you notice? The magic power here can be described as nonexistent."

It seemed like this space within the Treasure had not been exposed to external magic power for a long time, causing the magic power inside to almost be completely depleted.

The magic power in the air was so low it was at a terrifying level.

Like a sponge almost wrung dry of moisture.

Simon felt this after hearing, and instantly understood the reason for such construction.

The magic power here was too scarce, absolutely incomparable with the outside world.

Upon realizing this, he looked at the two people tied up in the clouds, and then immediately noticed something amiss.

He quickly turned to Alka and said: "Quickly, put away your Dream Clouds, release them."

His voice carried urgency.

"Huh?" Alka was somewhat puzzled, but still immediately took action, the smoke surrounding disappeared in an instant and was withdrawn.

The two were also released.