Ultraman in the world of grams

Wilson was sitting on a chair with his thighs crossed, chewing on a piece of unpalatable bread and dipping it in tasteless oatmeal, reading the newspaper in his hand with a strange expression.

On his desk, there was already a stack of newspapers from the past few days.

The recent front page headlines don't say that they are closely related to him, it can also be said that they have experienced it personally.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the story of the world-famous Hydra's disappearance and miraculous return. Legends about giants have gone crazy.

The Hydra has reporters on board, and they are all accompanied by some big shots. The equipment can be said to be the most sophisticated in this era.When the ship was sinking, these guys ran around all over the ship, and when he transformed and appeared, these people slapped him in the face.

At that time, he was busy holding the boat, ignoring the reporters and photographers on board.

After they came out and contacted the outside world, they developed the photos as quickly as possible.Although under the circumstances at that time, no matter how good the technique was, the shots were blurry, and the current technique is only black and white.So Tiga Altman in the photo is not very clear.

But just this is enough to make the media go crazy.

In addition, the parties on the Hydera are generally vague and vague, which has led to no less than three or four versions of the giant coming to save the silent Hydera.

All kinds of religions quote scriptures and say that giants belong to their own religion.

From Namo Tiga Guangming Buddha to the Archangel Tiga, they each show their magical powers.

Look at the messy praise, worship, fanaticism, and voices of doubt in the newspapers.Some think that this giant is a god who came to save mankind, and some think that it is the giant of the first few solar periods in the Mayan prophecy, and some even worshiped directly, and quickly created a Diga religion...

In the past few days, the relevant newspapers have published these things without exception, and even some monthly magazines have repeatedly printed additional issues.

As the instigator, Wilson had a particularly complicated mood.

Of course, there are still voices of doubt. They think this is just a newspaper hype, and they think that this photo is just a special shooting method.

In this era of rapid development of paper media,

Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Wilson felt as if he ate a snail-flavored ice cream in summer and then walked into a room full of sweaty smell.

That's a sour...

Even serious news, such as the invasion of Germany's Ruhr industrial zone when France joined forces with Belgium two days ago due to dissatisfaction with compensation issues, there were only fragmentary reports in the cracks.

People only care about things around them and whether they can stimulate their senses.

"Ugh……"

Wilson finally sighed, rubbed his temples, put the newspaper on the table casually, stood up, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The previous nonsense made up and barely fooled the captain. According to his perception, William also woke up, and there was nothing serious about it.

He insisted that he was the victim, and he didn't remember anything about beating the captain unconscious.As soon as he woke up, he saw that the hapless geologist had passed out, and then he worked hard to carry him back.

Well, he has been fighting against the terrifying embryo of the evil god...

He doesn't know anything.

But the captain's suspicion is not the most troublesome thing right now.

He suddenly realized that the expedition team had been wandering in Massachusetts, and even by boat they had encountered accidents one after another.

Moreover, this town of Innsmouth is full of strange pollution everywhere in his perception. Those typical Innsmouth looks are obviously alienated by human beings, mixed with some strange things.

They made him feel very similar to the fish carcasses mixed in the swamp.

It is definitely no coincidence that the town of Innsmouth is the outlet.

It's all like a ring.

The expedition team arrived in Field Town, where they encountered Silizan, took the Hydra to sea, but finally encountered Dagon again, and went around and came to the town of Innsmouth, which believed in Dagon.

Especially since Innsmouth is not far from Arkham.

Apparently, they've all been in Massachusetts lately...or to be more precise, circling Arkham.

Once or twice is still a coincidence, and once the number of times increases, you will soon be able to detect something is wrong!
Not only him, but Captain Linden, who had far fewer sources of information than him, also realized that something was wrong.On the first night of their arrival at Innsmouth, a few reliable members were dispatched to Miskatonic University to deliver secretly a message to the Rector.

Yes, they cannot leave now.

Those behind the scenes didn't want the expedition to leave Massachusetts.

Or, do you not want them to go to the suspected Luluye ruins?
Wilson recalled what had always been wrong along the way.

The brows were getting closer and closer, and a lingering uneasiness enveloped his heart, which made him feel a little irritable involuntarily.There are people behind the scenes everywhere along the way.

That person didn't care about the life and death of ordinary people at all, and prevented them from leaving with extremely cruel means.

He has not been idle for the past few days. Even though the human brain cannot support the huge amount of information provided by Otto's perception, and it is easy to get a headache when using it, he still resists using himself without damaging Professor Wilson's brain. Newly learned skills.

He searched for traces of the mastermind over and over again when he could detect it. During this period, Zhuom also used his temporary carrier to search around Innsmouth.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Many places here are full of chaotic energy, which is many times more abstract than Picasso's paintings in Ott's perception, which greatly burdened him.

Even forcibly snooping will cause nausea and vomiting involuntarily.These energies naturally conflict with him, and it is really troublesome in the state of not transforming.

He couldn't be sure what the purpose of that behind-the-scenes existence was, and he didn't know whether the other party had arranged it early or blocked him. All of this was a mystery.

■■■■■■…

Now he can't pronounce the name accurately, because the vocal organs are completely different, and humans can't make these weird syllables at all.

What Wilson wanted to know more was where did that man get the monster card.It is not a product of this world, but as far as he knows, the only alien existences are him, Zhuom, and a certain pointed star.

Juggler had previously made it clear that the monster cards did not come from him.

Wilson looked up at the sky. The gray sky had no sunshine, and the gloom enveloped Innsmouth.

(End of this chapter)