"I haven't heard of the City of Holy Books? Insmouth? City of Holy Books, but have you not heard of the City of Insmouth?" Zhou Qiao first talked to himself, then glanced at everyone.

"Cthulhu... Have you never watched "Cthulhu Myth" or played Bethesda's "The Dark Corner of the Earth"? Is this main god space a Cthulhu world?

Insmouth...Divers...Family...Golden...Believers...

Hello! Brother, can you tell me what the mission world you were going to look like?

Just now... when you mentioned the last mission world, it didn't look normal.

It seems like... as long as you think about the past world, your rationality will begin to decline...

You said, is the mission world the Cthulhu world?"

The fitness man avoided his gaze.

The editor touched Natsume's soft body and said, "If you say so, teacher... your manuscripts do have a little bit of madness and indescribable... I originally thought it was a postmodern writing style. Could it be... As you said, everything in the manuscript has actually happened?"

Natsume, who was scratched to her chin, was too lazy to answer, but just "snore", and "snore" did not answer.

The local livestock man was also looking at the fitness man at this time.

The fitness man exposed to everyone's eyes no longer escaped. At some point, his lips had begun to crack. The sound of trembling vocal cords in his throat was like a rat grinding his claws in a dilapidated and old attic.

"Yes...yes...this is...this is a Cthulhu world. Horror...unknown...unnamed...everyone of us is an investigator. No matter what the task is issued for us, our role is to find out the "truth" of this world..."

The fitness man pointed to the Holy Book City on the horizon and said, "Go there! Each of us will be crazy! Without exception... only... only if we complete the task and return to the real world to heal points, we will return to normal..."

The fitness man glanced at the visceral wall of Insmouth and quickly withdrew his gaze. He took out a dice from his pocket, threw it on the ground, counting the numbers on it.

This is a dice with twenty sides.

When the fitness man saw that the number with the dice facing upwards was "17", he was like a person pressing his head in the water and suddenly lifted out of the water to breathe heavily.

"Is this a rational value identification?" Zhou Qiao picked up the dice and played in his hand, "If this is a Cthulhu world... no! It is a world under the Cthulhu worldview. We just entered here, and you are so friendly to us. Is it because you want to make friends with us?

The Cthulhu running group has three major artifacts: crowbar, old seal and friends.

Among them, friends are a consumable.

That is to say...

Have you planned to sell your teammates from the beginning?

interesting.

It's really fun."

Zhou Qiao threw the dice, which fell into the sand and "15".

"Did I look too far at Insmouth just now?" Zhou Qiao did not return the dice to the fitness man, but threw it to the social animal man, "You try too."

“18”.

"Editor sister, you can try it too."

"Oh, OK."

“20”.

"Your mental state is so good!"

"Yes...is it...?" The editor took a look at the cat in his arms.

Zhou Qiao returned the dice to the fitness man, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you are my friend now. Let's go to the mission. Although I don't know what kind of rewards will be if I complete the mission in this main god space. But I think... I shouldn't be able to get off the pirate ship after getting on.

Since there is no way out, why not have fun?"

"You don't understand... you don't understand anything..." The fitness man murmured after taking the dice.

"Is there anything I don't understand? We have brains, we have knowledge. Knowledge is power. Why should we be afraid? Let's go, we will complete the task quickly. I can't wait to return to the real world to exchange my ability to show off!" Zhou Qiao, who was extremely optimistic, took the lead in the direction of Insmouth.

Two natives in this world have never quarreled to read books since they saw the City of Holy Books. Instead, they looked at the city silhouette that seemed to be a dog crossing the expressway and was in a car accident, and their internal organs were sprayed on the guardrail with colors.

The editor recalled Teacher Natsume's manuscript in her mind. Even though the sun was scorching in the desert, she still felt very cold. Only the furry in her arms could make her feel warm.

"Nothing will happen, Mr. Natsume?" asked the editor's lady.

"Don't worry, you have signed with me, there will be no problem." Natsume leaned against the flat airport and looked for a comfortable position again.

Insmouth on the horizon gradually surfaced.

Compared to the distance, when you can only see the top of the tallest building in the city, the entire huge city has entered everyone's vision.

This is not a modern city, with high walls standing there.

The suspension bridge at the city gate was put down. When you walked across the suspension bridge, you could see the guards with strict equipment.

If... if you don't look at the weird color, you want to vomit when you see it. This... it really seems like an extremely restored world...

"Hey! Do you know how to get through the doorman?" Zhou Qiao asked the natives.

The two natives who were almost autistic, passed Zhou Qiao directly and walked towards the editor's lady, polite, like a zombie wearing a gorgeous evening dress, and bowed the gentleman, "Please please first, just take out your book."

"Do you want me to leave first..." The editor hugged the cat in his arms and walked forward.

The guards on both sides of the city gate saw the editor approaching and were about to check it carefully, but when they saw the book the editor took out, they immediately stood respectfully, watching them enter the city with an extremely respectful expression.

When Zhou Qiao entered the city gate, he looked around and saw the soldiers guarding the city. He was not checking for prohibited items, but checking the books in everyone's hands.

"The higher the level of the book, the higher the authority?" Zhou Qiao recorded the new discovery.

Entering the City of Holy Books is like squeezing into the subway on the Changping Line.

It was even more crowded than canned sardines, and everyone rubbed their shoulders and elbows.

Various strange smells poured into the nasal cavity, and the editor almost couldn't help but vomited, but he couldn't even lower his head.

The fitness man was crowded in the surging crowd, looking alert.

The social animal man was like a fish in water, like a catfish, swimming easily among the crowd.

Zhou Qiao, who was full of curiosity, still accepted everything and felt everything, and suddenly he found that the two natives who came with him were holding the wall and stopped moving. He squeezed over and shouted, "Look! Look at the wall! There are words on it!"

"Let me see what they mean! How can they look better than novels?" Zhou Qiao also lay on the wall like a native.

The expressionless social animal swam to Zhou Qiao like a flexible fish. Although she still had a facial paralysis on her face, she was actually shocked.

The words on the wall that could not recognize the meaning were actually moving...

The words with an internal organ-like color actually broke out from the wall, like one after another of life worms. They drilled into Zhou Qiao's eyes in a series.

Zhou Qiao, who was originally full of confrontation, actually showed a happy expression on his face.

The fitness man who had just squeezed over saw this scene and wanted to pull Zhou Qiao away from the wall, but found that Zhou Qiao's hand was like a suction cup, firmly sucking it on the wall.

He tried to block the wall and Zhou Qiao's eyes with his hands, but found that the worms of the text actually bypassed his hands and continued to drill into Zhou Qiao's eyes.

Zhou Qiao, who was originally happy, also began to grin, revealing the tiger's teeth in his mouth, like an angry dog.

The editor hugged Natsume and then squeezed to the wall, looked at the strange situation in front of him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He's stuck." The fitness man sighed and took out a handful of Browning from his pocket. "It can only blind his eyes and disconnect him from the wall."

As he said that, he pressed his gun against one of Zhou Qiao's glasses.

"Stop!" The social animal, who was like a facial paralysis, suddenly shouted, "Look at his head."

The fitness boy looked at Zhou Qiao's head carefully and found an abnormality. If Zhou Qiao's head was originally the size of a pumpkin, it was close to winter melon at this moment.

"His head is getting bigger!" The social animal man pushed his glasses on his nose, "That is to say... the words penetrated into his head, and he stretched his head.

In other words, he has not yet absorbed these strange knowledge. No matter how unnamed this knowledge is, he can still make rational judgments now.

If that's the case, I can save him..."

"How do you want to save?" asked the fitness man.

"Use the paper and pen I bought from you." said the social animal man.

The social animal man took out the paper and pen, and actually started copying the words on the wall with extremely fast hand speed.

"Are you crazy? Just reading those words will lose yourself. You actually copied it? I ordered you to stop immediately. If you keep stopping, I will smash your hand!" The fitness man held his pistol with both hands and pointed it at the hand of the social animal man who was copying quickly.

While copying, the man from the social animal showed a sarcastic expression on his face, "Do you really think I will lose myself by copying this thing? Have you ever copied the answers of your classmates during the exam? When you copy, do you think about the meaning of those answers?

If you change the muscles in your head to IQ.

My job is to move the code and glue them together to complete the function.

As for... what functions do each part of these text worms have, why do I need to understand?

These words on the wall have the same effect as my glue code.

However...their function is basically "transcription", transferring from one vector to another.

In that case, as long as they fake an environment they think is more suitable for "transcription" before they start the next stage of function activation, they will naturally be transcribed to another vector."

After the social animal man finished speaking, he threw away the pen with his right hand, grabbed Zhou Qiao's hair, and forced Zhou Qiao's eyes to fall on the paper in his left hand.

In an instant, Zhou Qiao's face showed a look of choosing a person. However, the characters that had originally penetrated into his mind began to pour out and gush onto the paper.

The editor felt uncomfortable just when he saw these text bugs, as if countless small insects were climbing on their bodies, even the power of the arms was a little stronger.

Natsume shook his body dissatisfiedly. The editor felt something strange and escaped from the fear of the text worm.
To be continued...