Lu Ban and Shia were completely lost in confusion.
They were sitting on that metallic device, watching people come and go.
There were quite a number of giants on The Island.
Even though they all wore yellow clothes and looked similar from a distance, Lu Ban still roughly remembered the guy who had led them back just now.
"…At last, we've stabilized the Pollution, but this is not the end. The real battle is just about to begin."
The giant returned after a while; he had not taken off his coat, and it was possible to see from the hood that he was drenched in sweat, seemingly very tired.
"What's your name?"
Shia asked.
"Me? My name is Song, you can call me Old Song, and Yang and I are good friends."
The giant sat down next to the device and pulled out a gray tube, which he connected to a small metal box on his clothing.
A moment later, accompanied by the sound of something operating, Old Song let out a long, pleased sigh and relaxed, with no sign of sweat anymore.