I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

Gallo asked curiously.

Professor Wellers was startled, followed by a sneer.

I was trying to mock him by saying, do you know the shitty R'layeh?

He has long heard that the new professor is a master of R'lye and proficient in R'lye translation.

How could he not be prepared for this.

I saw Professor Wellers said without arrogance or rashness: "I have translated many documents by myself, among which I have translated the "Raliyah Text" more than once."

"Amazing, awesome." The golden armor paused for a while, then raised his hands in amazement and started clapping.

Suddenly, the golden armor remembered something, paused, raised a paper document in his hand, pointed to a name on it and asked.

"By the way, how do you compare with this person?"

When Professor Wellers heard the words, he was speechless. This guy was referring to his own name.

"That person is me."

Professor Wellers said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Oh, that's it, it seems that what you said is true..."

The golden armor suddenly expressed emotion.

Professor Wellers froze for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "What is true?"

"I've read a few translation materials, and this author's translation is more reliable, and the others are half-knowledgeable and sloppy."

The golden armor was a little speechless.

When he was in the public class, he was fooled by those translations.

Professor Wellers couldn't help but sighed immediately: "That's true, but it's also because they are not good enough. R'lyeh's innately magical words can be understood, but they may not be able to speak, let alone translate. "

"However, I still want to tear it up."

Speaking of this, Jia Luo was also full of resentment.

"Empathize."

Suddenly, a professor on the seat couldn't help but nodded, with an expression of "I can't agree anymore".

"Those poor-quality translations dare to publish, it just pissed me off."

Another professor answered angrily.

"Also, the translation called Liu He's version, it's fine to translate it randomly, and he even messed up the analysis."

A professor next to him complained.

"It's, it's..."

The rest of the professors echoed angrily.

The crowd seemed excited.

The students and the remaining professors froze for a moment.

Isn't that good academic debate?

Why has it turned into a Tucao translation conference inexplicably?

Diana and a few other students watched in bewilderment, and the angry professors made complaints and walked onto the podium.

The golden armor picked up a few translations and hung them directly on the wall. While looking at the translations with the professors, they sneered angrily.

There is an atmosphere of common hatred and hatred.

students:"???"

Since when did you get so familiar? ? ?

"This... do you want to cheer?"

Curie looked at the fluorescent stick in his hand with some embarrassment. The professor Tun Xing on the opposite side was talking and laughing with those professors. It seemed that he was about to wear a pair of pants with those professors.

"Let's take a look first..."

The others also put down the light sticks in their hands with some hesitation.

The person who cheered himself up got involved with the enemy for no reason. Why is this so strange?

There is a weird feeling of "Your Majesty, you are actually a [-]-year-old boy!!!", "Your Majesty, do you want to rebel?"

Always feel that something is not right?

When the students in the audience were puzzled, the professors on the stage were happy.

Talking and talking, as if it wasn't enough fun, they also wrote the R'layeh language and translation directly on the blackboard, and started to provoke those translation mistakes word by word.

It has to be said that Diana in the second grade is better than the freshmen in the first grade.

The freshmen couldn't listen to it in the first 10 minutes, and fell down on the table with blank eyes.

But Diana persisted, those weird words entered her mind, and some knowledge that she had never seen before flooded into her thinking.

It was a painful yet pleasurable feeling.

The hazy veil was lifted by the words of the professors, and the door to knowledge opened without any cover...

This was her chance, she understood immediately.

So, I gritted my teeth and pulled myself together, took out a pen and paper and started recording.

Those professors who are fishing for fish have never given lectures with such enthusiasm and interest.

Today, those blasphemous words that are not usually mentioned spread in this space with that terrifying knowledge.

This breath spread out to the outside, and I don't know how far it is. The turbid alien space creatures, smelling the sweet smell of the distorted breath, rushed here...

But when he saw that it was Miskatonic University, he felt fear in his heart and trembled, not daring to go any further.

There was a sneer.

The huge figure is galloping in the sky of different space, looking down at these cowardly creatures of different space.

Suddenly, a circular magic circle emitting light slowly appeared in front of this different space creature.

I saw a magic circle appearing suddenly.

Creatures in different spaces retreated in fear, and hurriedly exited the magic circle far enough away.

The huge figure in the air looked at these alien space creatures who didn't even know what kind of magic circle it was with a sneer.

It roared and shouted back these stupid alien space creatures, and landed in front of the gradually forming magic circle.

Through the magic circle, it vaguely saw the opposite scene.

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at the same time.

Diana's sanity was getting worse and worse, but she was still unwilling to give up. At some point, a part of weird knowledge drove her to draw a round weird magic circle on the note with a gel pen.

A hazy and huge phantom stood behind her, like a terrifying monster squatting, lowering its head, looking at her quietly.

Diana was already absent-minded, her eyes were dull, as if they were covered with a gray cloth.

As she continued to draw out the structure of the magic circle, the ferocious phantom became more and more clear, as if it was slowly condensing from an illusion to a reality.

In the end, with the last stroke, the ink rushed out of the paper like a living thing, brushing against the black silk around Diana's ear, which woke her up suddenly.

The ink seemed to go against common sense, as thick as an arm, pouring into the phantom monster's body one after another, completely filling the monster into an entity.

The strange appearance of the monster.

Diana saw the monster behind her in horror, let out a cry, and quickly backed away.

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On this side, Professor Wheelers had a good chat with the golden armor.

"I already know your level. However, I still feel that some problems do exist."

Professor Wellers still insisted.

Immediately afterwards, the golden armor paused for a moment and asked, "Then what exactly do you think is wrong?"

"First of all, let's not say anything else, just say that I have never seen that prophecy in any version of "Raliyah."

When he first saw this paper, Professor Wellers was a little puzzled.

He is also a person who has read the book, why doesn't he remember such a paragraph in the book?

Of course, he didn't care much about whether the prophecy was true or not.

"Have you read all the R'lyeh texts written in their original language?"

The golden armor asked back.

"No, many of the extant original R'layeh manuscripts are lost. Even in the Great Library of Miskatonic, there are only a part of the manuscripts. However, the R'layeh texts collected by the Great Library It is already the most comprehensive in the world.”

Professor Wellers said calmly.

"There is no omission in the R'laye texts collected by the Great Library. Even if the original is not found, there are manuscripts, and I have read all of them, and there is no possibility of omission."

His implication is that although he has not read all the R'lye texts, he has read all the R'lye texts that exist today.

"That's really unfortunate."

The golden armor sighed.

"I happen to have a copy of the R'lyeh text on hand that the library doesn't have."

"How is it possible?" Professor Wellers was stunned for a moment, but there was still the leftover R'lyeh text?

This is simply impossible?

The Great Library used to collect to great fanfare any tome related to the R'lyeh texts.

Regardless of whether the original owner was willing or not, basically all the R'lye texts have been collected by the library since then.