Let the whole universe drop SAN together

The little brother next to him hesitated for a while, feeling a bit of fear for some reason, and whispered to the boss: "Why don't we retreat."

Amidst Erica's screams, Beta, the leader, also felt chills on his back, but he was unwilling to just admit it, so he forced his eyes open and said, "Then my brother deserves to be bullied?! An Omega That's all, how dare you show off your knowledge in front of Alpha... Everyone knows that Erica has never been to school, and where did she learn those things? Maybe it was taught to her by the evil god!"

The younger brother is not ashamed to say that it is contradictory for him to say that there are evil gods and deny the existence of evil gods for a while, so he can only find another way: "So we can report this matter directly to the church. If we catch the heresy and send it to the federal court for trial, Maybe you can get a bounty of several thousand star coins."

Bounty or something doesn't matter.

But the younger brother gave a perfect reason, so that the boss could logically retreat strategically, and he couldn't help but praise: "You are a fucking little genius." Then he decisively led a group of gangsters out of the alley.

Nor were they worried that Catherine and Erica would call the police.Because Port Yarpley was a barren and impoverished city seven or eighty years ago, the local government was reorganized and established purely for the convenience of the immigrant population of the capital and big cities who settled in later.For these local aborigines who have neither the means of earning a living nor spending power, and who have caused social unrest to a certain extent, the managers have always held the attitude that more things are worse than less things, and they will not easily intervene unless things become serious.

After Catherine waited for them to leave, regardless of the pain in her arms, she hugged Erica tightly in her arms, stroked the child's back, and said with half grief and half relief: "Erica, Erica, don't be afraid , It’s all right now! They’ve been scared away by you!”

Erica trembled in her warm and strong embrace, her eyes fixed on a point in the void, and gradually calmed down as Catherine comforted her.

But she still silently repeated that title: "—"

God.

God, it turns out the adults didn't lie to me.You are real and sublime, but others cannot see, hear, perceive your teachings, and even doubt your existence in blindness.They are a group of poor people blinded by ignorant fantasies, and only I have seen your true face in the chaos.

——God, I will believe in you forever, and offer everything I have devoutly.I pray that you can protect us, help us, and let your glory spread to Port Yarpley, and even the entire Federation!

This little Omega girl who is only eight years old and has just experienced the first stage of gender differentiation stretched out her arms and hugged Catherine, showing a smile without haze: "I'm fine! Thank God, it's great to be saved, Teacher Catherine!"

**

Igor originally planned to go out and buy a new mobile terminal.His mecha was still stored in a warehouse near the customs after it was taken off the spaceship, and the mechanical prosthesis on his left leg also needed regular maintenance.

However, even so, Azathoth was always placed in the most important position by him. When the evil god lost his focus, Igor immediately asked, "Are you okay?"

"Hmm." Azathoth didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if you were full and didn't want to eat anything, but an experienced chef served a plate of too delicious meal for your taste After dessert.Azathoth didn't realize what he had just done until he wiped away all the delicacies brought to his mouth.

Erica Bacon.

This little believer who had just personally reported to the evil god had a name that sounded delicious.

Azathoth thought for a while and replied, "You may be about to have a half-sister."

Igor: "...?"

Hugo, who was next to him, commanded the little spider robot to cross the crowds and unobtrusively enter the hotel to meet his own terminal, while repeating the results of the previous onlookers.He could have directly projected on the big screen, but neither Igor nor Azathoth were interested in it. The bionic man who was a bit talkative could only entertain himself lonely:

"Do you know why they fought?"

"At the beginning it was just scolding, but the outsider has been unwilling to apologize sincerely, and the elderly human didn't want to bow his head first. Later, the male Omega threatened to report the evil gods and heresy to the port of Yalple Church, the old lady turned around and wanted to run away, but Alpha pulled her, but the other party turned around and bit him, tearing his arm..."

Compared with Hugo's talent in science and engineering, Hugo's language expression ability is basically equivalent to nothing.After this journal-like narration ended, Igor, who put on his shoes and was about to leave, explained casually: "People who believe in cults will be sentenced by federal law. The minimum is [-] days of detention. Proactively propagate, spread and cause serious consequences Those who have previously received a maximum sentence of [-] years in prison."

"However, that was a long time ago. Now the relationship between the Federation and the Church is not as close as it was then, and the review and management in this area is much weaker than before. That's why the number of local heretics in Port Yarple remains high. "

Azathoth thought of Erica: "What will happen if you are reported now."

Igor thought for a while: "Detained for two or three days on the grounds of disturbing social order?"

That should be fine.Azathoth temporarily diverted his attention: "I'm going out too, is there a natural sea area or swimming pool near here?"

"..."

Port Yarpley is a tourist city, of course, there are highly developed beaches and leisure resort islands.But Igor never imagined that one day he would be rich and high-profile to occupy the entire island for half a month. Fortunately, the wages he saved in the past were enough, and he didn’t forget to transfer the account to repair the mecha when he was running.

He didn't show up when he placed the order, and made an appointment directly on the star website, and also specially noted that all the staff would have a holiday.

As a result, this resort island, which is [-] kilometers away from the human gathering place, temporarily became Azathoth's private property.When Igor was busy, Hugo blocked the gaze of the orbiting satellites, and Yi Shen Yi Ji seemed to have returned to the life of fattening on the deserted star.However, the ocean of the planet where Yarplay Port is located is not as vast as Desolate Star, and its depth is extremely limited. Therefore, if a human ship accidentally drifts to this island at this moment, it may leave an unforgettable psychological shadow on the crew. .

——The body of Azathoth sank to the bottom of the sea, but the tentacles were still faintly visible on the surface of the water. Like seaweed, they swayed from side to side with the waves, stretched leisurely, and climbed to the beach on the island to bask in the sun from time to time.

Or if there is a drone shooting in the sky at this time, you will find that the island covered with green plants is like a matcha bread hugged by a tentacle monster hidden in the water, which looks weak, pitiful and helpless.

A week later, Igor Sullivan, who basically solved his identity problem and ensured his safety in a short period of time, used some means to disguise himself as a rich businessman with a big belly, and personally drove a small helicopter to the sky above the ocean. A resort island where octopus legs are tightly wrapped.

He sincerely said 'Thank you' to the creatures on the island, and after landing, he said to Azathos who had returned to the human form and went ashore: "I'm afraid we will return to the city earlier than expected. The live broadcaster sent has arrived at Yarplais Port, and the city will be under a high degree of martial law in the next few days, and most of the entertainment facilities will be supervised by special management personnel, and this island is also under surveillance.”

Azathoth took off his hood in a rare way, and his half-length black hair hung wetly by his ears, extinguishing the aura of a stranger exuding from him, and nodded casually after hearing the words: "Okay, let's go."

Igor has discovered during this time that Azathoth is actually much easier to talk to than he looks.

As long as it is not a matter of principle (such as rushing into a crowded supermarket to buy during discounts), Azathoth has never refused many of Igor's requests that are slightly rude to the gods.

So even if he repeatedly reminded himself to maintain a certain degree of respect for the evil god in front of him, his body had its own thoughts. Before he could react rationally, Igor had already rubbed the towel in his hand on the top of Azathoth's head, He even handed over a genuine matcha cake, and asked casually and respectfully, "Do you want to have a taste? This is a pastry from a very famous shop in Port Yarple."

It was the first time that Azathoth tried human food.

He wasn't hungry and wasn't interested in what he ate. He looked suspiciously at the palm-sized cake in his hand for a long time before he put a piece into his mouth.

"good."

After chewing and swallowing, Azathoth thought about it and commented: "I don't think the food you made on the spaceship is as delicious."

Before they arrived at the Federation on the 7592E spaceship, Igor and the 22 Omegas on board needed daily food intake to provide energy.Igor unsealed the bags of compressed food on the mecha and placed them at the door of the cargo hold, and then dug out the ingredients from the kitchen that came with the spaceship and started cooking by himself.

Although Azathoth hadn't tasted the taste, and Igor at that time didn't dare to boldly bring the food to Azathoth, but he felt that the food made by his loved ones was better based on the smell alone. Be attractive.

Igor was slightly taken aback, but despite his stern face, there was a smile in his eyes: "Actually, I'm not very good at cooking... Well, at least no one has ever said that they are better than cakes from dessert shops before. But if you want to taste it, I'm always willing to try it."

He raised his hand and stroked the gray hair on his sideburns behind his ears, and took Azathoth and Hugo back to the helicopter.

**

At this time, the customs office between Yarplai Port and Capital Star.

Benson Peters, that is, the male Alpha that Azathoth and his group met on the day they first arrived in Port Yarplais, who clashed with the locals, kept bowing his head and turned on the mobile terminal to check the time, a little anxiously Asked: "Why haven't they arrived yet, isn't it the spaceship at two o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Don't worry." Noyce, his Omega companion, swiped the mobile terminal boredly and said, "Maybe some accident caused the spaceship to be delayed. It's the peak tourist season at the Port of Yarplais, and the spaceships at the port cannot leave. It's normal to be late."

"I was thinking, if we knew the spaceship would be late, we might as well finish today's work before picking up people." Benson said anxiously, and couldn't help complaining in his tone, "You shouldn't have talked to that old man before. My wife is arguing, a countryman who doesn't understand anything, so what can I do? Now they remember our faces and hide when they see them, and the investigation work can't be carried out at all. What will they say when people from the headquarters come to ask? "

"...Is this my fault?" Noyce raised his eyes and stared at him, "Didn't you complain on the road, 'I don't feel comfortable going to work in the country, and how does my boss promote other people against you', if it wasn't because After being a trash can for more than [-] hours, I can't help but lose my temper?"

"I just..."

The port announcement suddenly announced the arrival of the station, interrupting Benson's defense.He got stuck for a moment, and wiped his face: "Forget it, I won't argue with you as an Omega, let's get the people from the headquarters first."

Twenty minutes later, a man in a suit and leather shoes, a tie tied meticulously, wearing a retro-style round hat, and carrying a square suitcase came out of the customs security exit. His light gray eyes glanced around and landed on Benson and Noyce.Then he strode over, took off his hat and saluted: "Hi, I'm Ford Hill, from the capital."

After straightening up, he asked straight to the point: "What have you found in the port of Yalple these days? Are there any signs related to the existence of evil gods?"