I record exceptions in Weird World

Chapter 275 270 I will return to that place eventually

(The "author" mentioned in the article is named Howard Philip Lovecraft, and the excerpts are from "The Shadow of Innsmouth Town")
All the albums have been plastic-treated, so that the photos can be preserved for a longer period of time and better.

Although today's technology basically uses network storage, Wu Shanxing is from an older generation, and these data are not suitable for putting on the Internet.

Because the Internet is very convenient, no matter who it is for.

Opening the heavy photo album, the photos that come into view are all yellowed paper, and the writing on it is basically a little blurred, which is the effect of damp, which shows that the person who wrote these words has indeed been to the seaside.

The date recorded above told Shen Qi how old this manuscript was.

"Shen Qi, please keep this action, I need to scan and record." - Houtu

Wu Shanxing looked at Shen Qi who seemed to be surprised by the manuscript in the album, and couldn't help smiling. Although he looked very serious, he was a young man after all.

Wu Shanxing looked at the album and said as if reminiscing:

"This manuscript is nearly 200 years old. At that time, the author of the manuscript went through a series of crazy experiences and wrote this diary-style manuscript in a short period of sobriety"

"This is a detailed account of what the author experienced for a few hours in a place called Inca Persian Town at that time"

"This is the beginning of the manuscript"

"In the winter from 19xx to xx, officials of the federal government launched a weird and secret investigation into certain situations in the ancient seaport town of Innsmouth, xx state."

"Investigation? What investigation?" Shen Qi asked.

"I don't know." Wu Shanxing shook his head and said, "But the record in the manuscript says, 'There was a series of large-scale raids and arrests, and then—after taking appropriate precautions—the authorities had a plan blew up and burned a large number of dilapidated, moth-infested and supposedly unoccupied houses in a wasteland near the water's edge.'”

"Just blow up and burn the uninhabited dilapidated houses?" Shen Qi pondered.

It was an odd move indeed, as this was the job of the demolition crew, after all.

"Go on."

"There is such a sentence in the original text, which explains the weirdness of the town at that time."

"'On the morning of July 1927, 7, I ran away from Innsmouth like crazy; after that, I applied to the government in panic for investigation and intervention, which ultimately led to a series of incidents that were later reported in the press. '"

"The author kept an optimistic silence when this matter was not yet clear. Until later, he began to have the urge to tell this story."

"Tell of the frightful hours he spent in that harbor, full of death and unholy deformity, shrouded in evil gloom and monstrous rumors."

"What's in there?"

Like a sober lunatic, Wu Shanxing stared blankly at the chandelier above his head and murmured: "What's there? Hello, this is exactly what I've been pursuing. I also want to know what's there. Judging from the second half of the manuscript, there is a paradise in the depths of the ocean."

Then he turned the album to the second half of the content.

"The people in that small town are all worshipers of the secret religion. What they believe in is not a benevolent god, but a greedy devil."

"This secret sect is real, and it once wiped out the Orthodox Church. The Inca Persian town is the base camp for their development."

Mystery?

Shen Qi couldn't help but think of the Yixin Society group. They might have been a secret sect. What they believed in was not the loving god, but the scarlet lord who destroyed everything, as well as some other extraterrestrial evil gods.

Secret religions do exist, but their existence is destined to be invisible. Destruction, chaos, distortion and madness have never been the guarantee of peace and stability.

"What is the devil they believe in?"

"A gigantic life with an endless lifespan that lives in the depths of the deep sea. His name is Dagon"

"Undersea life? That is to say, this operation may involve the seabed." Shen Qi ignored Wu Shanxing, who was going crazy, and pressed the cochlear communicator to ask Houtu for a plan.

"The scientific research institute will prepare deep-sea combat uniforms for you, which can ensure you have sufficient oxygen for activities on the seabed, as well as the convenience of movement." - Houtu

"Is the technical support provided by the scientific research institute? Very good."

Shen Qi cut off the communication, then looked at Wu Shanxing, and asked, "Professor, what happened to that author?"

Wu Shanxing gradually calmed down, he held his chin, and looked like he was thinking hard, he said: "I don't know what happened to the author, but at the end of the manuscript, the author wrote that he had already Showed an 'Inca-Persian look'."

"Is that so, I know."

Shen Qi nodded, since the author confessed later that he showed the appearance named after that place, it means that he was obviously assimilated at that time.

"And it is said that at that time, the author's family wanted to send him to a mental hospital, and the author even thought about committing suicide to escape, but none of these things happened."

"why?"

"Because he returned to the small town at the beginning. Later, someone went to look for his traces, but found that the entire town had disappeared at that time, leaving only some ruins."

"So this is where your research was hindered?"

Wu Shanxing rolled his eyes at Shen Qi, and said angrily: "The whole place is gone, how can I study it?"

"..."

The communication was fruitless, Shen Qi chose to look down at the manuscript photos by herself.

"Professor, where is the original manuscript?"

"The original is gone."

"Disappeared?"

"Right or wrong, anyway, it's gone."

Shen Qi did not continue to ask further questions.

"Professor, have you seen those local residents again?"

"I haven't seen it, but I can probably imagine that believing in such a devil, they probably became part of the devil."

"Would you believe in something like that?"

Shen Qi closed the photo album with a "snap", staring at Wu Shanxing seriously.

"No, I won't." Wu Shanxing also looked back at Shen Qi seriously, and said seriously.

Shen Qi looked at each other for a minute, then looked away, and then he walked straight to the door of the office.

"Professor, I'll meet you soon. I'll go back to pick up the equipment first. Please let me know when I'm leaving."

"Okay, please walk slowly."

After Shen Qi left, Wu Shanxing couldn't suppress it anymore, his heart was filled with excitement.

He clenched his hands with bruised veins, and his expression became ferocious.

"I'm going to go back to that place eventually.

I'll come to that rock at last, and then I'll dive to the bottom and swim into the black abyss.
That is the majestic Ihasrei with countless pillars.
Surrounded by wonder and glory, I will live forever in the land of the deep ones."

"That paradise is at the bottom of the sea, and I shall soon find it.

Ya~ Lalaiye!Oh ~ Cthulhu!ah!ah! "

After Wu Shanxing talked excitedly to himself, he picked up the phone next to the table and made a call.

"Seal, remember me?"

(End of this chapter)