Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The hidden old man explored outside the exit.

More than 180 years ago, the land in Amt County had begun to desertify, and there were still a lot of pastures growing outside the hillside, which was much better than when the internal test was launched.

Some places were fertile and green, while in other places the grass and trees were withered and yellow, and some shadows were filled with polluted smoke.

The hidden old man calmly assessed the situation: "Although there are grass and trees outside, which is much better than the complete Gobi Desert, for a five-year-old child, going out is basically equivalent to being sentenced to death, and there is absolutely no way to walk to the next town."

Although the escape flow is shameful, it is sometimes quite useful. Unfortunately, although the door is open here, you can't escape.

What is more despairing than a secret room with a closed door is that you finally stepped out of the door, but found that you did not escape, but just stepped into a bigger cage.

He searched the area and found no clues that could be used. He only noticed that this place was not far from the orphanage.

Judging from the terrain, the two are probably on the sunny and shady sides of the same mountain.

The hidden old man took note of this information, turned back decisively, and entered the underground waterway again.

Although it is called a waterway, there is not much water here. The passages are all for people to pass through. Only in the deepest canal are there some clear water still flowing and slowly running water wheels.

The hidden old man followed his previous memories and the approximate direction of the map, groping in the waterway for other entrances and exits, but the passage to the orphanage and the hotel was not dug through this year, which also confirmed his previous guess.

However, he did successfully find another passage, and after a few turns, he finally climbed out of the shrine in the small park.

The hidden old man: "..." He is familiar with this place.

The small park is a place where residents often come to play and walk. Anyone can come, so there is no need for any disguise. The hidden old man carefully folded the tarpaulin and hid it behind the statue of the shrine, and scooped up the clear water in the pond to wash off the dust on his face and hands.

Another freshly baked radiant blond little son of God in reserve~

He wandered aimlessly in the park.

There were many residents in the park, all living their lives seriously.

He saw a couple proposing in the flowers under the sun. The man nervously held a bouquet of flowers, a familiar teddy bear and a ring and handed them to the woman. The woman excitedly screamed with happiness and threw herself into the man's arms...

The hidden old man watched them hug and kiss, guessing that they might have a little daughter named Anna in the future, and the teddy bear that witnessed her parents' proposal would become her important treasure.

He walked forward for a while and saw a couple holding a nagging child who was a few years older than his current body. The child jumped and jumped, and from time to time he used his parents' hands as a swing: "I will go to school in Calcadora in the future! I want to learn magic! Become a great magician!"

"Didn't you say before that you would inherit your father's store?" His father asked with interest.

"No!" The child said thoughtfully, "Opening a store is so boring! I don't want to stay in one place for my whole life! I want to adventure around the world! If I learn magic, I will be able to protect myself and you!"

"That's great!" said the wife, "Then you have to study hard. Although the magic school Calcadora does not reject anyone who wants to study, they don't accept little fools with poor grades~"

"I'm not a little fool!"

"Hahaha! Yes, my son is the smartest! When you really get into the magic school, I will give you a gift for further study! Son, what do you want?" The father asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes..." The child thought for a moment and immediately gave the answer: "I want a big dog! A big golden retriever!"

"Okay, I'll buy it for you. When you go to school, mom will help you raise the dog!"

The hidden old man sniffed. He also knew the follow-up of this family. The child really got his wish and entered Calcadora to become a magic college student. He also had a pet dog, but their happy family all became food for macrophages.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness. His fate was already determined. Even if he came from the future with a lot of knowledge beyond the times, it would be difficult to change the fate of "himself (Drake)", let alone the ending of these innocent people.

He was a bystander who knew the ending. In addition to watching, he could not change anything.

"Is this what the title of this single-player book means? The predetermined fate..." the hidden old man murmured, "but I really want to break this destiny... not only Drake's, but also these innocent people's."

They are obviously victims, and they know nothing. They are just living their ordinary, plain, but slightly happy lives... Some people are not even believers of the Church of Light. They are just a group of unlucky people who were born in this town, lived here, and perished with the town.

They don't know about the war of gods, the son of gods, the descent of gods, and the evil gods, but they have become cannon fodder and sacrifices in the battles of more powerful forces.

Drake blames these people for turning a blind eye to their suffering, but who can really understand what troubles others are facing?

In the eyes of these ordinary people, Drake is a child cherished by the bishop, a "future god" who can protect all believers from above. Drake's life is already tens of millions of times better than theirs. But Drake never asked them for help, but blamed them for not lending a hand...

"Perhaps, this blame is just an excuse for Drake to relieve his guilt after he treated them as ants and sacrifices to the evil god." The hidden old man sighed, "Projecting inexplicable hatred on innocent people, there is an excuse to raise the butcher knife against those innocent people... I hate this behavior the most."

He could not empathize with Drake who chose to hurt innocent people for self-protection, but he deeply empathized with those ordinary townspeople who lived their own lives but could not resist those sudden and unprovoked disasters.

When the gods fight, mortals suffer.

But who can really stand up for mortals? The 108 points on the map that make up the Gate of the Dead, each point is a family with treasures, each family has several living lives, and each living life has an ordinary but unique story.

"They are people, lives, not a blood-red number, a meaningless data, and not a red dot on the map..." The hidden old man wiped the suspicious water stains from his nose, "Not all people in this copy are bad, there are innocent people here!"