Feng Aotian is so arrogant, I will immediately turn him into a traitor

After walking in, you can see that this seems to be a parking lot.

There are many khaki buses parked inside that are deliberately made to look old, tattered and full of rust.

The staff here seem to be deliberately trying to look ugly.

It seems that some props were used.

The eyes became bulging, the back was hunched, and there were layers of wrinkles on the neck, which looked like degenerated fish gills.

Each one of them was wearing the same T-shirt with a fish on the upper body and a human on the lower body.

Holding a huge billboard, it reflects the tourists lining up to ride the bus.

Evan took Aphthenis among the crowd and lamented that there were so many people here, and it was worthy of being an "Internet celebrity scenic spot" rated five stars on the travel app.

It is said to be one of the pilgrimage places for fans of the author Love Clark.

Evan couldn't help but think to himself.

Does this "greatest writer in the history of the empire" really have so many fans? I have read several of his books, but I don't feel much...

Puzzled, he held the evil girl beside him and lined up.

After probably waiting for more than half an hour, Evan and the girl got on the tour bus.

The car was filled with the smell of salty sea breeze and some kind of smell of rotten fish.

I don’t know if it was done like this on purpose.

The surrounding passengers didn't seem to feel any discomfort from it. Basically, in the sweltering Boston, this smell was accompanied by the strong diesel and exhaust mixed with the bus after it started, gradually fermenting into nausea.

But in the bus, which was packed with dozens of people, no one showed any sign of disgust.

Well.

This made Evan wonder if there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

If it weren't for the silly little fear and Aphthenis pinching their noses together at this moment, Evan would have felt that he was the only one in the whole car.

And that is at this time.

The bus started, and at the same time, Evan noticed that on the other side of the car at this moment...

Chapter 37 The yellow rain is not pulled by someone from the sky...

"Ah, it's such a nice weather today. How are you everyone? Have you had lunch? What did you eat?!"

"The place our Beard Adventure Group is going to now is the famous Innsmouth Theme Park!"

Evan saw it.

Sitting in the front row not far from me, a fat girl in colorful clothes, and several young people beside her, held up a selfie stick and pointed at the mobile phone screen above, as if they were doing some live broadcast.

This reminded Evan.

He looked at Aphthenis who was sitting next to him, holding Xiaofeng in her arms and looking out the window.

Because I was going to Innsmouth today, I took leave from the original live broadcast.

But isn’t it possible to have an outdoor live broadcast?

Have a vlog or something.

Well, of course, if a certain evil girl doesn’t want to appear on camera, just let her put a camera on her head and do the No. 1 live broadcast of the entire process...

Evan thinks it might work, and this can be regarded as bringing some changes to Xiao Terror's live broadcast.

After all, as a leather man.

Xiaofeng's "Aphthenis QAQ" account seemed to have hit a bottleneck after it reached one million fans.

To put it bluntly, this circle is probably just that big.

In the past, Hellolive Agency was able to cultivate big Vs with tens of millions of fans because of all kinds of overwhelming activities and hot topics.

And among the 1000 million fans, it is estimated that half are zombie fans, and half of the remaining half are black people.

For Evan.

Of course, fans of Xiao Heizi are not needed.

All I need is a truly devout believer in "Aphthenes QAQ"!

Therefore, Evan felt that the transformation of leather-covered live broadcasting was inevitable. The previous idea of ​​becoming a singer was a reliable attempt, but now it is also possible to do something outdoors.

My thoughts were racing along the way.

The live broadcast group in front was noisy, but the passengers in the bus didn't seem to care much. It seemed to be a very normal thing.

Also.

It is impossible for a theme park that is famous throughout the empire to open an outdoor live broadcast without any anchors.

Evan also quickly lay down on the seat calmly and rested.

The warm yellow sun gradually sets.

Reflecting the sky into a gray look, the bus soon left downtown Boston and bumped along a winding dirt road.

I don’t know if they didn’t build the road on purpose, or if they just wanted this “authentic taste”.

Evan suddenly realized.

He felt Aphthenis pulling his hand.

"Honey, look!"

"what happened?"

“It’s raining!!”

What's there to see when it rains?

Evan turned his head in confusion, and then saw yellow rain falling among the large dry woods outside the car window.

The falling rain is like dark yellow mucus, dripping from the sky little by little.

The whole withered forest was sticky, as if the ground was covered with all kinds of mud, and there were piles of dark yellow mucus hanging on the branches, as if someone in the sky was having diarrhea...

Evan didn't want to describe it this way.

But the scene in front of me is indeed like this.

"..."

Bits and bits of dark yellow liquid soon began to stick to the car window. For a moment, it even felt like an insect slowly moving on the glass window.

Well……

Many passengers in the car became excited and took pictures with their mobile phones.

And that small group of live broadcasters who called themselves the "Hua Beard Adventure Group" started shouting even more.

"Ah! My family is so lucky. We encountered yellow rain as soon as we arrived!!"

"Look, this is the legendary yellow rain that continues all year round in Innsmouth. It is said that only very lucky people can encounter it. Make a wish~"

"I'll go first! I hope I can make a lot of money this year!!!"

Evan twitched the corners of his lips and thought, can this make a wish?

then.

I saw a bunch of passengers, who were really following the small group of young men and women making wishes on the live broadcast. Many of them were very pious, clasping their hands together and murmuring in a low voice.

Evan is a bit confused.

After walking through such thick yellow rain for a long time, the rain did not stop soon, but the yellow rain had not yet adhered to parts of the car windows.

Evan could see.

The gray town on the seaside in the distance.

At the same time, the car's horn also sounded.

[Innsmouth is here, Innsmouth is here, Innsmouth is here...]

The strange sound kept repeating.

It seemed like there was a large mouthful of water in his mouth, and it seemed like there was some kind of particularly strange sound.

Evan thought about it for a long time, and felt that it sounded very familiar to his ears, as if it was some kind of fish-man language like "Wow wow wow wow" or something like that.

Many passengers even used their mobile phones to record this car broadcast. It seems that this is also a "feature".

The bus continued to drive towards the seaside town in front of us.

Evan could see.

Most of the dense buildings are dilapidated, and even one of the three tall towers in the center of the town has collapsed.

In the distance at the end of the town, you can see a huge building that looks like an abandoned factory standing, and on the other side of it is a large house built along the mountain forest.

It looks like a luxurious villa complex.

That road is full of two- and three-story mansions.

On the opposite side, near the seaside, there are dilapidated and decaying huts everywhere.

Even from a distance, you can still feel a certain unpleasant smell of corruption.

Outside the coastline, in the distance of the gloomy sea, you can vaguely see a few raised rocks, which look like a small island.

Evan remembers.

Said it in the Innsmouth Travel Guide.

Although this town is famous for its famous novel "Shadow over Innsmouth" by "Lofslat".

It tells the story of a young man who is traveling.

He accidentally entered this small fishing village, spent a terrifying night there, encountered fishmen, cults, sacrifices and other incidents, and finally escaped.

But in reality.

Innsmouth is indeed a small town that originally existed in the Empire.

It has always been here and is called Innsmouth.

Legend has it that a long time ago, the fishermen here would trade with the fishmen in the sea - of course, the fishermen at that time would regard the fishmen as "sea gods", or similar unknown gods or monsters.

Fishermen would place all kinds of things on the few black rocks that can be seen today.

Then, the fishmen would take it away and put other things on top.

This seemed to go on for a long time.

Until, the fishmen tribe and the land races formally established diplomatic relations and then broke off the diplomatic relations - in fact, it was not a severing of diplomatic relations, but a direct cessation of contact.

Because the races living on the ground have discovered that the depths of the ocean are not without benefits for themselves, but this benefit is extremely limited. After all, it is impossible for everyone to survive in the sea.

And the fishmen also discovered it.

No matter what, it is impossible for them to survive on land.

So it became like this now, where everyone doesn't interact with each other.

Chapter 38 This is not Innsmouth

The "Innsmouth Travel Guide" in Evan's hand describes the "activities" that can be done in the theme town.

Ok.

Able to search for fish-man treasures;

Explore the mysterious caves of Dagon’s esoteric cult;

Participate in the coming ceremony of the evil god...etc.

In addition, it also introduces the glory and loneliness of Innsmouth as a small town in reality.

In short.