As soon as Noah was teleported in, he was utterly baffled.
A large group of people surrounded an old shaman, who was mumbling and dancing a ritual dance. It was too much for Noah to take in.
Abstract, way too abstract.
In an apocalyptic era, still indulging in such antics, the mental state of the survivors from S country seemed worrisome.
Especially when he saw the old shaman scattering beef jerky and splashing liquor around, Noah's mouth twitched involuntarily.
What kind of family does this? Even if they owned mines, this isn't how you'd spend your wealth, right?
Out of curiosity, Noah didn't immediately take action. Instead, he patted one of the survivors on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, what's going on here?"
The survivor was startled, turned around to glare at Noah, and made a shushing gesture, whispering, "Shush, keep it down. Taoist magician Cui is catching ghosts!"