Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 15 Opening Ceremony

"Zomu, let me sleep for another 5 minutes!"

A certain heir to the Giant of Light who was lying on the bed, a loyal fan of Ultraman, and a brave man who took on the important task of saving the world, let out an extremely mournful howl.

"Just 5 minutes!"

Hikari No. 1, oh, no, it should be Zhuo Mu at this time, showing an extremely cold side, even the electronic sound is two degrees lower than usual: "Negative, the host has been on hold for thirteen five minutes .”

"Today is the start date of Miskatonic University. As a professor, the host needs to attend the entrance ceremony in time."

"That's Wilson's business! It's the task of my human body!"

Someone on the bed made a confident voice.

"The host is now Professor Howard Wilson." Zhuom's voice became colder and colder.

"I'm not!"

Someone curled up in bed playing a rascal.

"..."

A line of words appeared on Zhuomu's screen.

[Confirm to start the electric shock function]

The next second, accompanied by the sound of sizzling electricity, Wilson jumped off the bed with a groan, and instantly woke up.

【Wash countdown: 10 minutes】

[Failure penalty: electric shock]

Zhuomu's cold reminder sounded, sending a ruthless task to the host who was trying to be lazy.

"Zomu...you've changed...you're not that obedient system anymore." Wilson pretended to wipe away tears that didn't exist, and complained tearfully, "Say, did you learn badly from the system of some master god's family?" ?”

【Wash countdown: 9 minutes and 52 seconds】

"Drom!"

Wilson gritted his teeth.

"The system strictly obeys the host's orders." Zhuo Mu said calmly, "The host specially commissioned the system to perform the function of the alarm clock last night to ensure that the opening ceremony arrives on time."

"..."

Wilson took a deep breath, and with the countdown to Zhuom's death, he bit the bullet and went to the bathroom.

…………

Finally, 10 minutes before the start of the ceremony, wearing a black formal suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and clean-shaven, Professor Wilson, with extraordinary bearing, walked into the auditorium of Miskatonic University gracefully.

He looked towards the professor's chair at the front of the hall, and Curator Armitage was smiling at him in a friendly way.

During this period of time, Wilson often went to the school library, had a good chat with Director Armitage, and even the sheriff, the big black dog who guarded the gate, quickly became acquainted with him.

Professor Wilson would also smile politely and walk over to Director Armitage and sit down.

He was just about to chat with Director Armitage when he suddenly felt a strong gaze.

Wilson quickly turned his head to find the source of his sight.

All he saw was a chaotic crowd.

"what happened?"

Curator Armitage on the side asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

Wilson turned his head without changing his expression.

In the shadow of a corner not far from Wilson, a figure in a black windbreaker with a bandaged left hand folded his arms and frowned deeply.

This was Jie Sen who was investigating the case not long ago.

The students around were chatting and laughing as they passed by Jie Sen, but no one noticed such a strangely dressed person in the shadows.

But the seemingly ordinary Professor Wilson immediately noticed his gaze...

Jie Sen looked at his bandaged left hand.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the black-haired professor sitting in the professor's seat, sitting upright, smiling and talking to the old man beside him.

It doesn't look much different from the people around it, every move is very normal, there is no sudden eyeball or tentacles.

However, a week ago, it was this seemingly innocent Professor Wilson who burned half of his hand.

There is no way to recover until now.

This is the most serious injury he has suffered in recent years.

No matter what he tried, he couldn't get the charred skin to grow back.The power remaining on it made me feel a burning pain every time I touched my left hand.

Just as ice melts when it meets fire, so the shadows in the dark disappear in the sun.

It was a force of extreme self-restraint.

This made Jie Sen extremely irritable.

Although he does not lie in his physical pain, it does not mean that he is willing to lose the ability to move one hand.

In this extremely dangerous world, if you show a little bit of weakness, you don't know when it will be torn apart and swallowed.

So he came to Arkham on purpose to find this mysterious Mr. Wilson.

If there is no special reason, Jiesen would not be willing to come to this place at all, especially because he has a relationship with Miskatonic University...

According to the information given to him by Sergeant William, this Mr. Wilson is indeed a knowledgeable professor. His papers have been published in many authoritative academic journals, and he is a senior expert in ancient research.

Graduated from Harvard University, has been teaching at Brown University, and then was deceived by the financial crook who turned into a carpet, resigned and went to New York, and was deceived into bankruptcy.

But for some reason, he suddenly came to teach at Miskatonic University.

It's like appearing in Arkham out of thin air...

This is very strange, because there is no way for Professor Wilson, who is penniless, to reach Arkham suddenly in one day.

But the last time he tracked, it was true that he had targeted Wilson.

He actually came to Arkham five days ago, and forged a freshman profile to sneak into the University of Michigan. This was not a difficult task for him, but he never had the chance to get close to Professor Wilson.

Professor Wilson seemed to spend most of the day in the library.

Whenever Jie Sen wanted to go in, the big black dog guarding the door wanted to rush up and bite him to pieces.

In order not to make a bigger commotion, Jie Sen could only wander outside.

And this opening ceremony was the closest he was to Professor Wilson, but it was a pity that Wilson discovered it before he observed it carefully.

Obviously he has done enough camouflage...

Jie Sen's mood gradually became irritable.

But Wilson, who was sitting on it, didn't feel it, and communicated with the people next to him calmly.

As the bell rang outside the auditorium, everyone fell silent and waited for the ceremony to start in their seats.

The headmaster was wearing a black academic gown, which made him look even more majestic. He walked slowly to the rostrum, waved to the crowd who didn't know what was hidden underneath, and showed a smile:
"Dear ladies and gentlemen, professors, friends, and students, we had a happy Christmas holiday, and I am very happy to see your energetic faces in the new year."

"I am Phillips Lovecraft, President of Miskatonic University."

(End of this chapter)