The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 235
What do people who believe in mind flayers want?
Why do they believe in a ghost story, a terrifying monster that will erupt from time to time in the darkness?
Power, and a psychopathic quest for beauty.

That's the disturbing and uncomfortable answer.

In the long life on earth, people who believe in Satan or other dark Gothic cultures appear from time to time, and the dark believers in Utopia are roughly the strengthened and crazy version of this kind of Gothic will-o'-the-wisps.And this is even more terrifying in Utopia, because here, the more crazy you are, the more likely you are to gain power.

……

Rabbit Office.

She was wearing a white coat, a one-piece skirt sweater and black glossy pantyhose dressed like a doctor in the inner world.Holding the notebook in his hand, he looked at Curse Blade and Mihaila who were sitting opposite him.

"You make money and don't take me with you?"

Her tone seemed to be saying: You don't call me at the silver party, do you?

Mihaila smiled sweetly.

Accompanied by this sweet smile, there are gentle and considerate words: "Giving you the order to write the secret book is naturally a way to make you rich, and it is also a kind of trust. How can an article be the most dazzling? Of course, it is the most important thing to win." The human eye, so that it can shine. And my dear, you are the first step to this shining."

"..."

Maul looked at the two of them with a soft expression.

She asked: "Then why are you here? To supervise my work?"

"I assure you that Mihaila and I have no such intentions, I just need to talk to you about Gwen."

Curseblade said politely.

Then he roared suddenly: "You can't borrow his gold coins casually!"

"Wow!"

The rabbit cat jumped up in fright, then covered his chest, and stared: "I didn't borrow it!"

"Do you need me to help you recall that after you get your salary this week, you only plan to pay back half of Gwen's money first?"

"Wow!"

"You can say that you want to pay back the money, you can say that you want to pay in installments, but you'd better pay attention recently... if you have money, pay it back quickly!"

Curseblade is [-] percent serious.Gwen's dragon nature has become stronger and stronger recently, and has recently evolved to the point where he accidentally took away all the treasures from the punished criminals.Originally, Gwen didn't care about these things, and she had to remind her, but now... Hey, she even wants to pull out other people's gold teeth!

nature……

The sooner the arrears of the rabbit mantle are paid off, the better.

Curseblade didn't want to see his friends quarreling, or even fighting each other.

"Is it that serious? Do you need to come here?"

"It's that serious, ah, by the way, there is one more thing."

Curse Blade looked at the expression of "know it a long time ago" on the rabbit mantle, shrugged: "I want you to design a spell, and use the source of deception to create a one-way receiving long-distance channel."

"Oh?"

"I'm sure you'll know what we're up to when you see us asking you to make a fake mind flayer tome."

"Woo meow, it's not fake!"

Rabbit Man made a noise and said, "Gwen is a mind flayer, you have mind flayers and believers, it's more real than the mind flayer sect!"

"It really is."

"By the way, have you read today's newspaper?" Rabbit Man asked.

"Ok?"

"That woman named Morty severely hurt Long Yan again, denouncing her as the leader of fellow villagers who are full of fat, unfaithful, unrighteous, benevolent, and unfilial..."

Curseblade opened its mouth wide.

Mihaila's expression was not much better, and she murmured:

"Is she really not afraid at all?"

……

The Cassinti, a mineral train.The source force magnetic field generated by the operation absorbs mineral factors in the universe and parallel worlds, so that mineral crystals are continuously generated in the six-layer mine tunnel inside the train.It is a train that can produce ore as long as it runs, and it is a vehicle that even cat lights envy and want to steal.

Gwen is outside Shaft [-] on the Cassinti.

There was a cannibalism event here, or rather, a long-term cannibalism event, which resulted in the birth of three weakened Wendigo, a powerful ghoul.Originally, this matter should be resolved by Longyan's personal guards, but the association believed that the birth of three weakened Wendigos at one time must be related to some kind of cursed relic, so they entrusted Longyan and Gwen to recover them.

The tactics would have been:
Gwen went down to attract attention, Long Yan carefully avoided the explosives in the mine, and entered the lower floor to search for the cursed relic.

The cooperation between the two has gradually developed a tacit understanding, and it is not difficult to complete this cooperation.

It's just...

rumbling--

A horrific heat wave came from the mine, Gwen rolled his eyes, his pupils turned into flaming pupils, and a source of energy gushed out continuously, devouring the heat wave.At the same time, the [Concealment Barrier (2077 latest version!)] in the witch's spell is maintained to ensure that the information about Heat Wave and Dragon Flame here will not be leaked.

"It's very hot."

Gwen stared at the mine in a daze, then picked up the newspaper in her hand.

"But forget it, you need to vent."

The headline in the newspaper was "Let's indulge in weird talk?"Counting the Sins of Dragon Flame".

……

Indulging strange talk is inhumane.

To be close to the order is to be disloyal.

It is unfilial to stay away from old relatives.

Not treating people with their true colors is dishonesty.

The biggest insider on the Fellowship, the biggest patron of ghost stories, is naturally the driver, Long Yan...

……

Miss Morty is really not afraid of death.

Sentence pokes Longyan lung tube.

If it's just scolding, it's okay, everyone will scold, anyway, it's all greetings related to the other party's relatives.But there are very few people like Morty who have brought language violence to an artistic level. Indulging in strange stories is unkind. This sentence is nothing, but the point is that Long Yan has friends who died in the raging of strange stories, and has soldiers for many years Get rid of by strange talk.It can be said to be double damage.

And getting close to the religious group, that is also no way.Although the length of the fellow train is at the urban level, the prosperity is at the urban level, and the population is also at the urban level, the size of the train is still at the urban level... Overpopulation, lack of resources, and huge consumption, if it does not rely on the continuous blood transfusion of the two religious orders , I am afraid that Long Yan will have to snatch it (it is suspected that it is because of this that the two major sects held their noses and sponsored the fellow account).

And stay away from the old relatives, this is also because the old relatives are fellow villagers from the Eight Banners, and the ancestors fought with the ancestors of Longyan... The battles to be fought and the hardships to be endured had already been fought and eaten when they entered the customs with you Ama!
Long Yan doesn't have the habit of recognizing millionaire fathers, so it's normal to stay away from old relatives.

The last one is not treating people with their true colors...

Anyway, it is said that Long Yan was severely burned, so this can be regarded as poking a lung tube.

……

But Long Yan is really a good person... Gwen put down the newspaper and looked towards the mine.

Even if you are so angry, you just look for monsters to vent.

……

Three weakened wendigo heads were thrown out from the depths of the mine while spinning.

The huge and sharp stag horns cut through the dirt.

There were some kind of scorched marks on the broken neck where the black blood flowed.

Then--

boom!
The hand wrapped in red armor stretched out from the mine, and Long Yan climbed up in a bit of a panic.

Today, he is particularly positive: "There is nothing, no cursed relics, no dark crystals... It's just a small probability event. Mine No. [-] will be put into use again soon. Our mission is completed, and we need to find those who were wasted. The mediocrity of our time demands reward and compensation."

Gwen glanced at the weakened Wendigo on the ground.

"Is it powerful? This kind of creature."

"Very strong, very high in agility, strong in strength, can also source black magic, and a horrible curse called winter mania... It makes people go crazy looking for the same kind and cannibalism, after the victim eats another After the victim, he will fall into an endless run until his legs are broken and fall off, and he has the ability to fly, and finally, he will become it, a new unknown species of Wendigo."

"Utopians still need winter mania to eat their own kind?"

"..."

Leaning on his sword, Long Yan clapped his hands: "Yeah, shit, you're right, just eating your own kind is not crazy in Utopia. The real madness is to find someone who is far better than yourself and ridicule them, The madness of thinking that the other party will not touch her."

Gwen put away the newspaper.

"But you will still let her go in the end, at most, you will suddenly appear in her field of vision to scare this person."

"You who have infinite force are not a violent person, and you are not willing to violate your own laws. At most, you will sentence her to slander, but she will definitely argue for it...'Slander' and 'I think the truth' will become her Excuses, shields, and spears, in turn, pierce the heart of you, a thug who does not want to use violence."

Long Yan stopped and turned his head sideways.

He said in a calm but surprised tone: "Does being a dragon really improve IQ significantly?"

"Stop asking such stupid questions, honey."

"why?"

Gwen rolled her eyes, "Curseblade and Spark have both asked."

He swept his dragon tail impatiently to the ground.

Long Yan was stunned for a moment, and then let out a hearty laugh.

"I can imagine the suspicious eyes of that Squirrel Girl, but you are indeed an interesting person. Will the dragon's nature change so much?"

"The one who has changed a lot is just like you?"

Long Yan was silent for a while:

"My change is no less than that of a dragon, if you want to say so. If I'm not mistaken, you didn't have any advice or advice about my past, did you?"

"No in the past, it doesn't mean no now. I think we have gotten acquainted a little bit?"

"Yes."

"Then, shouldn't it be necessary to understand each other's past?"

"Suka, I'm the driver. If you trade your secret for my secret, I'm doomed."

After Long Yan finished speaking, he took his sword and left.

It seems that it will take more time to get into his heart. Gwen heard from the guards around this person that whenever something happens, Long Yan is weaker than imagined and stronger than imagined. The source of this contradiction is Since he is willing to accept any challenge, including the 'expired family exchange voucher', when in pain, this clear pain will give him stronger source force feedback.

In terms of game mechanics, it is the 'Rage Form'.

"You won't lose money."

Gwen shouted from behind, with the dragon's tail swaying, "You can exchange your sincerity, a bottle of spirits, and my kind service by name and name, guaranteed to be point-to-point, end-to-end, short flat, go to the center quickly For example, Miss Morty, if you are inconvenient, I can help you a little."

Kidding.

Gwen was relieved to see that Long Yan didn't turn his head back.

"Sukka, no need."

"I'm glad to see you don't have to."

"Sukka."

……

Society of Explorers.

Long Yan lost his temper in a rare way. He threw the Wendigo photo taken with a Polaroid camera on the table, and snarled at Victor Claire Latin Kinosmirnov:
"Next time, waste my time, I'll shave off your beard and stuff it in your bladder."

Then he roared and sprayed Serena:
"If you don't like this goatee, I will let you eat his beard!"

"No and no..." Goatee pinched his beard and said in surprise, "...how can a person stuff his beard into his bladder and eat it."

Rao even Long Yan was delighted by this compulsion.

"Can you guess the sequence?"

"Oh, Boss, next time I promise the information is [-]% correct. I swear on Serena's underwear."

Long Yan left angrily.

Serena hung the goatee on the antlers of the wall skillfully using the move of "Hannibal's satirical shrike", and watched the antlers tear the goatee open. She was still alive and kicking. Asked with a gloomy tone:
"He's in a bit of a mood today... something's wrong with his mood."

"What days are there in every month?"

"Come on, Arthur, he's not you."

Serena suddenly got excited: "What do you mean by 'you'? Also, are you planning to assume Long Yan's gender?"

This punch does not have fifty years of skill, Gwen does not believe it.

He hugged the dragon's tail and sat comfortably in the big sofa, and asked:
"How is Long Yan usually in mood?"

hung goatee thought
"Serious, if you talk to him about barbecue, he will say that the villagers are suffering and there is no livestock farm; if you tell him about desserts, he will say that the villagers are suffering and there is no sugar factory."

"Really not?"

"See from what angle you define it... Strange, why do I feel that my thinking is a bit blunt?"

"Well……"

"Ouch, there's a little, uh... a little uh."

"Is there a possibility that you are bleeding, and you have lost too much blood?"

"doctor!"

……

The goatee was put down by a masked beautiful girl doll nicknamed 'Doctor'... Sister Demi put it down and got three injections directly.

A shot of heart, a shot of excitement, a shot of X coffee.

It can be said that he was a well-trained doctor during World War I.

Gwen looked at it and felt that the goatee was not dead, largely because of its excellent source power ability.

After finishing the injection, Demi said in a lazy and unwavering voice, "Serena, you can't hang Victor on the antlers anymore."

"Because he's going to die?"

Serena's tone is not to say that she can't wait, at least it can be said that she is eager to try.

Demi looked at her with serious eyes, her jackal ears pricked up sensitively and alertly.

she says:

"No, it's because it's troublesome to clean."

"I thought you cared about me, doctor."

"It's better to care about Gwen than to care about you." Demi looked at Gwen's dragon tail, her eyes were full of exploration desire, "We don't know what kind of dragon Gwen is now, this is like studying Longyan and you. It's a lot more fun to go to a punk."

Thank you, sister Demi who wears a mask...

Gwen hugged the dragon's tail, and decided to leave from here. After all, staying here, maybe a few professors will walk in whistling after a while...

As soon as Gwen thought about it, he saw four professors in the uniform of the Explorers Association appearing at the entrance of the Explorers Association.

Eyes full of exploration desire, demeanor full of curiosity, one can tell at a glance that he is the best among researchers.

"Arthur, save me!"

(End of this chapter)