Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"Philosophically speaking, 'superego' means transcending one's own ego and entering a higher ideal world, which is closer to the truth and morality in the universal sense.

In the religious sense, 'superego' is more like a kind of divinity.

But I always feel that as a human being, one cannot only have divinity and ignore oneself. If everyone only has the so-called 'perfect and beautiful' divinity and loses the most basic personality and desire, then they may completely lose themselves and become the same, perfect canned food made in the factory."

Mo Yu smiled, "It's just some personal opinions. I may not be right. I don't know if these are related to what you are thinking about. I hope it can be of some inspiration to you."

"I think I understand it a little bit." Iyalian smiled with curved eyebrows. On the dark beach, he looked at Mo Yu carefully in the starlight, "Maybe, I have to find myself first, and the 'dragon' treasure that I am pursuing and willing to fight for... In this way, I won't get lost in the battle."

"Then, let's go." Mo Yu stood up and dusted off the dust on his robe, "It's time for dinner... Well, I want to eat hot pot. How about we go to James tonight and ask him to make a meal?"

"Hot pot? What is that?"

"You will know after eating it once~"

At the door of the cabin, the silver dragon held the little Mo Yiwu in his hand and sighed as he watched the two people leaving the dream: "Are they really okay?"

"There must be no problem." Little Mo Yiwu said confidently.

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Edward Lost was very distressed.

He never expected that his undercover mission would encounter trouble in the first step.

The people in this city seemed to be very xenophobic, and the residents he met looked at him with a strange, scrutinizing look.

But this might just be his illusion. After all, he has not received Professor Moiwu's permission and cannot leave the mercenary relief house where he is currently staying.

Even if he walks to the door, he will be stopped by the mercenary guarding the door on the grounds of "no lord's warrant".

And the people he met in this mercenary relief house were all mercenaries and their widows who were already disliked by the magic federal investigators.

——And those strange adventurers.

Edward Lost didn't know how to describe those strange adventurers. The way they looked at him was like... ah, yes, like those sticky octopus balls...

Just by looking at each other, he seemed to hear the "hehehe" grin of these people in his mind.

And all this made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart for no reason.

No, those octopuses are just monsters in the illusion... or are they the followers of the evil god? Although those adventurers look strange, they are human beings after all. How can they have the same look?

It must be his illusion, it must be... right?

He tried to talk to the families and survivors of the mercenaries, pretending to chat and ask about everything in the city.

"Oh, we just moved here too." A middle-aged woman was hanging the washed sheets on the clothesline in the yard. "We lived in Roselle before and rented a small house, but it's too expensive there! Everything costs money!

The rent is frighteningly expensive, and the landlord wants to double it! Not to mention that we have to buy food, drinks, daily necessities and various medicines...

The price of medicines is also incredibly expensive, but what can we do? The erosion of pollution for many years has made our bodies worse. It is easy to catch a cold, fever and rash with a little wind, and those medicines are not effective. It takes a long time to take effect.

But if you don't take it, you can only endure it, and you may die after enduring it.

The terrible pollution erodes our bodies. We have to spend money to go to the Church of Light to hold mass, buy holy water, and pay atonement... The pension left by my husband has been used up long ago, and I have to Supporting two elderly people and one child, only Captain Lot is kind-hearted. Even in difficult times, he always takes out a part of the money from everyone's mission bounty to maintain the operation of the relief house.

If it weren't for his mercenary group, we would have died in the open air on some unknown street. Alas, we don't want to live by sucking the blood of the mercenary group, but what else can we do as orphans and widows? I still have to take care of the elderly, at most I can help them wash clothes and quilts...

If you ask me, it's good to move here. Everything is cheap here, the land is cheap, and the food is cheap - there are many varieties, all things I haven't heard of. At first I doubted whether they could be eaten, but people in the city said they were delicious, and they were not polluted!

Have you ever seen unpolluted food? And it's so cheap! I didn't believe it at first, but every store has pollution detection equipment. I tried several times before I made up my mind to buy a piece of meat.