Let the whole universe drop SAN together

Nixon Evelyn was sitting in the office wearing a neat suit, holding a mobile terminal in his hand, looking through the comments under his made-up Marshal Sullivan-related article, and conveniently using the trumpet to give every rebuttal to him Leave a comment and like it.

After finishing this pleasant work, he opened the notebook on the desk, took out three color photos from it and laid them out one by one.

The protagonist in the first photo is a crew member on the spaceship No. 7592E. His name is Eddie. It is said that he has the most serious symptoms among all the mentally abnormal crew members.When he was found, his face was covered with blood from his eyes, mouth and nose, and a wound a few centimeters long was cut on the back of his head. Even so, he did not lose his life, he just kept his eyes wide open without blinking. Looking ahead, his body twitched from time to time, and he repeated vague words with a dull and helpless expression.

In this photo, the blood on Eddie's face has not been cleaned. He can be called a tall and tall interstellar pirate looking directly at the camera, as if staring at the person outside the photo, with his mouth half-opened, as if Talking, and it seems to be asking for help.

The second photo captures the scene inside the spacecraft.

As if the scenes in the absurd drama are replaying in reality, a group of lunatics are immersed in their own world, crying or laughing, next to a group of Omegas whose faces are mosaiced, but their movements can't hide their fear. Hong Kong doctors and nurses took off the spacecraft.

On the one hand, there is joy and sorrow inexplicably hell on earth, and on the other hand, the cautiousness of the rest of the life. The contrast between the atmosphere is so strong that Nixon immediately felt that this photo could win all kinds of photography awards this year.

A watercolor painting appeared on the third photo.

It was a crew member who was able to maintain his sanity most of the time, but occasionally couldn't control himself to run away or hit his head against the wall, claiming that he had hallucinations in front of him. He dictated it under the questioning of the police officer and then refined it with a professional pen. picture.

The paintbrush draws an ordinary monitoring screen, but a deep black plant branch that is as thick as an adult's arm drills out of it. Between the wrinkle-like lines on the face of the aged octogenarian, he suddenly opened a blood-red eye, and looked at the person outside the monitoring screen with a slanted gaze.

Nixon’s colleague happened to pass by his desk at this time, saw the photo at a glance, and leaned back in shock. After realizing it, he smiled and asked, “Are you still looking at this? gone."

"They discuss theirs, and I read mine." After Nixon Evelyn finished speaking, he took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his suit pocket. "I went to smoke a cigarette, and I got a headache looking at the photos."

"That's not it." The companion said in surprise, "Didn't you quit smoking? Speaking of which, this photo is really a bit mysterious."

"Do you remember that there was a video on the Internet where the crew of a pirate ship painted on the spot after being interviewed? It has been blocked now. Because some netizens have caused various negative physiological phenomena caused by mental instability after watching it. Our city The hospital also received a patient today, who said that after watching the video, he had severe hallucinations. He thought that he was drowning and was about to die many times. When he met a stranger, he felt that the other party would hurt him for no reason. He was almost killed. Paranoia."

"I know." Nixon put the cigarette stick in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Go and see now, the photos that have been spread have been deleted by the Internet police, and if you mention the keyword 'evil god' now, your account will be banned. My hand The above three photos can be successfully printed out and preserved, thanks to the career of the commentator."

"Tsk, it doesn't matter to me whether the evil god is evil or not." The colleague said lightly, "The higher-ups of the church just think too much. How can the common people mention the evil god as a joke? No one will really regard such an incident as a punishment from heaven." If you want me to say that the pirates are collectively crazy, it is because some kind of experimental virus weapon leaked during the transportation."

Nixon was noncommittal, walked to the smoking area with a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. In the flickering light, he suddenly remembered a long time ago when Igor Sullivan was still serving in the army and his Omega sister was not missing.

At that time, Nixon’s old friend was not as extreme and undeniable as he is now, vigilant, suspicious and sensitive, like a wolf king who has lost his ethnic group but wandered in the world for too long, and can only maintain his cold and aloof appearance .

"Do you believe in God?" The young version of Igor Sullivan, who still loves to smile, half-clipped his military uniform cuffs and half leaned against the wall, narrowing his red eyes and tilting his mouth, and asked, "I don't mean like The clerics so piously believe in a certain supreme existence of nothingness, but... a life that can indeed appear in front of our eyes, which is far beyond human imagination and is named as a god."

"Then I will be very scared." Nixon replied, "Gods who are illusory are good gods, and those who let themselves wantonly intervene in the progress of the human world are evil gods."

Igor laughed loudly: "You are right, I am also afraid. We enshrine gods, put them on the throne, and then classify their good and bad one by one, but how can ants use their thoughts to judge the big ones?" What about elephants? It is impossible for humans to understand each other, and it is even more impossible for humans and gods to be separated by species.”

Nixon thought for a while and asked, "How did you start thinking about this kind of problem? I remember you have always been a hidden atheist."

Igor still maintained a smile, and his tone was not very serious: "Because I always feel recently that sometimes if I give up my reason and blindly believe in a god, and let him lead me forward, maybe it will be worse than my current life. It’s much simpler. But as you said, if there is such a day, the fear in my heart may be stronger.” This topic is basically over here, and Nixon also remembers what happened afterwards. Not sure.

The only thing he knew was that half a month after this conversation, a fierce conflict broke out between Igor and Viscount Joyce, who was then the deputy director of the Federal Mecha R&D Department.Half a month later, Wendy, the only Omega sister of Igor who was promoted to the federal marshal, lost contact. In the following five years, Igor never gave up looking for her. He was arrested on charges and entered the Capital Star Prison. He escaped successfully before the trial and disappeared.

So much for the memories.Nixon Evelyn straightened his suit and tie, stubbed out his cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.To this day, he still doesn't think it's the right thing to hand over his fate to other people or inhuman hands.

Therefore, no matter whether the number 7592E spacecraft incident was a human conspiracy or a trick of the gods, Nixon decided to pay attention to it for a long time until the day when the truth behind it came to light.

**

Port Yarpley is a new big city.

Its chaotic prosperity is inseparable from the continuous wars between the federal border and the Zerg over the years. Countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries settled here under the orders of the federal central government, linking the trade between the capital planet and remote areas.Many ordinary people would choose to come to Yarplais Port for vacation during the short period of peace. When they first entered here, people would never imagine that this is actually a war zone city in a remote area.

This is also the area Igor has been in for the longest time in the past ten years.

The three of Azathoth stood in the middle of the road, and were surrounded by inhumane crowds.

Here's the thing.

As a socially phobic patient who resolutely refuses to admit that he is a dead house, Azathoth has swiped his mobile terminal all the way, and now has a basic understanding of the federal human society, but he still refuses to fade away in a public place with a large population. Hood and cape.

As for Igor, the little disguise he made before is useless in public. As long as someone suddenly wants to take a photo and post it on the Internet, sooner or later someone will notice his identity.So in order to ensure safety, he followed Azathoth to cover himself tightly.

Only Hugo has never been afraid to reveal his identity as the villain who is the opposite of human beings (is there really such a thing) to the public? Dressed generously in exotic clothes that may have been popular hundreds of years ago, looking around happily, he looked like a stranger who had never seen the world.

After all, Igor has lived here for ten years, and Port Yarpley is not a city with good law and order. He is well aware of all kinds of transactions in the black zone, and it only took 10 minutes to settle the three people's affairs. false identity.

When walking back, I heard two Betas passing by chatting: "This group of people are playing some retro cosplay, the image is too weird..."

The companion replied: "Recently, there are more and more people from other places. I ran into more than one anchor from the capital on my way to school in the past two days. I guess they all want to catch the heat of the 7592E spaceship incident."

"Me too! I heard that there is a very famous Alpha anchor in the past two days! It is said that he was invited by the official to come here to do a live broadcast. I guess it is to refute the rumors."

"What kind of rumors do you want? My grandma is annoying them. Every day at home, she curses those foreigners who go to Port Yarple for entertainment and vacation, saying that sooner or later they will be devoured by evil gods and leave no bones left."

"That's what your grandma said, and my old man said the same..."

They talked and laughed and walked away. Igor just listened to it, and didn't pay attention. He hurried to Azathoth and handed him the ID card in his hand: "Let's go to the hotel to rest for a while. Need to buy two more normal clothes."

Azathoth asked as he walked, "Are the residents of Port Yarplay very xenophobic?"

In fact, what he wants to ask more is—why is everyone discussing evil gods?Where did the evil god come from?Is this group of people talking about one of my competitors?Do you humans believe in so many gods?Then what if the favored person I worked so hard to catch ran away one day!

When this middle-aged and elderly god got off the spaceship and came to the city, and had free time to use the correct posture he had just learned to surf the Internet to find trending searches, the authorities had already controlled the situation, and most of the discussions about the spaceship incident were deleted, so Azathoth saw nothing.

But he couldn't directly ask the favored person such a question, so he could only be vigilant secretly while fighting wits and courage with the hostile forces in the air.

"The locals are like this." Igor replied ignorantly, "but the number of foreigners has increased over the years, and now we can no longer see the hostility on the surface."

At this moment, Hugo tugged on Azathoth's sleeve: "Azathoth, do you think that is the anchor that humans talked about before?"

The people in the same company heard the sound and looked over.

A large group of people had already gathered on the sidewalk ahead, and it seemed that they were arguing.A rather handsome Alpha stood in the crowd, angrily explaining what happened to others: "...my companion and I just came here to shoot a video, and we didn't do anything offensive, but this old lady suddenly He rushed out and spat on my friend, and said that sooner or later he will be punished for despising the gods!"

"I think it's you who should be punished!"

"You dare to believe in evil ways openly, don't the churches in Port Yarpley deal with heresy!"