[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

Sagamihara city.

Under the watchful eyes of Fyodor and Gogol, the ancient altar was covered with cracks.

The ground they were standing on trembled, and the earth opened its eyes as if awakened.

The ground where the altar sat cracked—a crack tens of meters long spanned the entire altar, swallowing the cracked altar into a bottomless abyss.

The next moment the cracks closed again, except for some faint traces in some places, under the cover of vegetation, no traces could be seen.

No one knew about this earthquake except Fyodor and Gogol who witnessed it with their own eyes. Japan is a country with frequent earthquakes. This earthquake, which has neither source nor aftershocks, will of course not be noticed by anyone .

Especially the scope of the earthquake this time did not even go beyond this forest.

"What is this..." Fyodor's voice trembled when he spoke. If Gogol didn't know him well enough, he might not be able to hear what he was saying.

"Gogol!" Fyodor suddenly turned his head to look at Gogol, "Go and see if there is anyone around!"

Gogol blinked, and disappeared in place as soon as he lifted his cloak, but it didn't take long for him to appear next to Fyodor again, shaking his head at him.

The surrounding area was at least thirty miles away. Apart from the two of them, let alone supernatural beings, there was not even a demolition team.

But Fyodor did not show a surprised expression.

His face was terribly calm... Even a guy like Gogol, who had a playful smile most of the time, became quiet in front of such a calm Fyodor.

"Isn't this what I've always wanted to prove?!" Fyodor's eyes were frighteningly bright, "Gods... do they really exist?!"

Gogol lowered his eyes.

His top hat with a brim covered his gloomy expression, and Fyodor, who was in a state of excitement, did not notice Gogol's emotional changes at all.

Fyodor stared at the place where the altar disappeared, while Gogol stared at Fyodor's back.

They stood there for a long time, until the new moon set and the sun rose.

"Looking long enough." Fyodor said, "Gogol, let's go back."

"Okay." Gogol returned to his usual playful smile. He took off his top hat and threw it on the ground when he turned around. But before Fyodor turned his head to look at him, Gogol He took out an identical hat from the cloak and put it on top of his head.

No matter how old or new it is, the size or even the slight scratches on it, it is exactly the same as his original one.

"Tuosi, what is that altar used for offering sacrifices to?"

"do not know."

"Hey?! There are things that Tuo Si doesn't know about? Then why are you doing that super-horrible ceremony over there?"

"I just know that there is an altar there, Gogol." Fyodor said, "Don't let what I do affect your thinking—it should be the most free thing in your being."

"Tosi, you don't want to say it." Gogol shrugged, "Do you have any plans for the future?"

"No more," Fyodor said. "After that, I just need to watch a beautiful whale fall."

"Really?" Gogol raised his head and glanced at the small dot in the distant sky, "What a pity, it was such a beautiful and free white whale."

"Now it's just about to return to freedom." Fyodor glanced at Gogol, "Go and try to be a secretary next to the Dounan Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Gogol...it won't take long, It doesn’t take much effort, just observation.”

"You will realize what the happiness of a caged bird is... After all, your pain is because you are soberly aware that your freedom is restricted, and you are fighting to resist the gods and lose yourself."

"Good idea." Gogol stretched his waist, "I will find a way, but Dosi, have you prepared my identity for me?"

"En." Fyodor found a document out of nowhere, and handed it to Gogol, "Take it, according to the plan, you have half a year to become that Dounan vice-official confidant."

When the sun was rising, the gray-green mud on the banks of the Tsurumi River merged together, squirming and merging into a fuzzy solid mass.

That's Howard Philip Lovecraft in the form of Cthulhu.

He contained the remaining gray-green matter, re-imitated into a twisted shape, and then slid into the Tsurumi River along the undulating river.

His green arms and legs stretched along the water flow gradually gathered, and recondensed into the original human mimicry—a tall and thin man.

The only thing that differs from the previous simulacrum is his hair.Originally, Lovecraft's hair was long dark blue hair, but now his long hair has become thick.

When fighting with Zhongya, who was in the state of [Dirty], the bloated and slow-moving Lovecraft certainly didn't get any favors.

In addition to the damage caused by Osamu Dazai's bomb/bomb, his protruding arms and legs were also squeezed all over by Nakahara Chuya, and such damage was naturally manifested in his mimic hair.

Not to mention the damage caused by Nakahara Chuya's gravity bomb and Dazai Osamu's "I don't know when to stick it on".

These serious injuries made him suffer a lot, and even in order to save his strength for self-healing, he could only maintain his own mimicry, and could not walk in the world as a prototype.

"It's unlucky..." The old ruler who mimicked Lovecraft sighed, "I have to confirm the situation of the other party in the contract..."

While sighing, he slowly drifted in a certain direction along the direction of the water flow.

And the only trace left by the fight that took place here last night is the huge pit that Zhongyuan Zhongye stepped out of after entering the state of [dirty].

The pit is now submerged by the river water, and the silt from the river bottom overflows into the pit along the rising river water. When the tide ebbs, only a shallow depression remains.

Half an hour later, PortMafia's aftermath department, which received an order from Zhongya Zhongyuan, hurried over and refilled the depression with cement, and even pasted tiles nearby.

City Image Design Department: ... Do I want to learn from the City Planning Bureau and send a pennant to PortMafia's logistics troops?

Huge steel whales are falling from the sky.

Ten minutes before the sun rose, Atsushi Nakajima, who had returned to the fortress of the combination, met Ryunosuke Akutagawa who had arrived at [Moby Whale] through the last supply plane of the combination, and finally defeated Fitzgerald after joining forces against the enemy. Doubt about life.

Fitzgerald's supernatural ability [Gorgeous Fitzgerald] is "money ability" in a certain way. He can strengthen himself by spending the liquid funds in his account to defeat the enemy.

The financial resources are so huge that they can easily team up with the rat of the dead house to offer a reward of 70 billion US dollars to Fitzgerald of Atsushi Nakajima... Now he is beaten penniless by two young men who are not yet adults, even without protection Fell off the deck of [Moby Whale].

After the control panel of the white whale was received by Atsushi Nakajima, the original rising momentum stopped, and the giant steel whale even began to slowly decline... But a certain trigger virus invaded the control of the modified [Moby Whale] system.

Its height climbed again, and it was about to reach a height that could destroy the whole of Yokohama when it fell.

"What should I do?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

He was almost out of strength. When fighting Fitzgerald, he expended the most energy and suffered the most injuries. He even helped Ryunosuke Akutagawa block an attack... Now he can still stand, yes Because the super regeneration attached to his ability [Moon Beast] is constantly working.

"The manual control system is probably all stuck." Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought for a while, "Use the communicator to contact Mr. Shen."

He paused, and then said reluctantly, "And Mr. Dazai."

"The communicator can only contact Mr. Dazai—" Atsushi Nakajima pressed the button of the communicator with a prolonged voice, "Mr. Dazai, what should we do next?"

"Jump down." Osamu Dazai said.His voice came out of the communicator, and the sound of the communicator without the earphones seemed a little distorted in the howling wind.

"Hey? [White Whale] is about to fall, is it okay?" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback.

"You just think too much." Akutagawa Ryunosuke rolled his eyes, "Since Mr. Dazai said so, it means that someone will take over the situation here."

"Ah, I was chosen by Akutagawa-kun." Osamu Dazai jokingly said, "Shen-kun will take over here. I'll give you five minutes to jump off the [white whale]—"

"Otherwise, if you get accidentally injured, you'll have to go to Dr. Xie Ye."

Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa shivered at the same time.

They rushed into the control room, rummaged for a parachute, and Atsushi Nakajima even dragged Hermann Vermeer, who wanted to crash with the white whale, on board when he jumped off.

They fell in the sky, and below them was the sparkling sea.

For a moment they couldn't even tell whether it was the ocean or the sky... But if they saw the sky as the ocean, they would undoubtedly see the most magnificent, tenderest, and saddest sight in the entire ocean.

It was the fall of a whale.

Shen Yuehuan was standing on the roof of the PortMafia headquarters building, and Zhongya Zhong was standing side by side with him.

Ango Sakaguchi, as a witness of the Supernatural Secret Service, originally didn't want to come to the roof of the headquarters of the organization where he used to be an undercover agent, but most of the members of the Supernatural Secret Service were arguing with American diplomats, so apart from Tanada Shantouhuo Ango Sakaguchi, who had the highest authority in Yokohama, could only be forced to follow behind Shen Yuehuan... and had to eat a wave of dog food from time to time.

Ango Sakaguchi: ...It's really difficult for social animals.

"You said you don't need me to directly smash the white whale...then what are you going to do?" Nakahara asked.

"Just blast the white whale to pieces." Shen Yuehuan shrugged, "But it's obviously not for me to do it."

"Who are you going to find?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also frowned and asked, "But it's too late to find someone now, right?"

"Don't worry, the person has been found." Shen Yuehuan waved at him with a smile, "I'll leave the white whale to you, Mr. Shimazaki."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback.

After the green light dispersed, a man in kimono and glasses appeared on the spot.

He gave a "tsk" impatiently, and nodded at Nakahara Nakaya: "Shimazaki Fujimura."

Then he turned his head and looked at the giant whale that was falling from the sky, and a gray light began to flicker in his hand.

Ability - [Before Ye Ming]!

Before dawn is also called before dawn, even though the time before dawn is the darkest time of the whole day... But it also means that dawn is coming.

Because the sun that illuminates the whole world will soon rise.

The off-white light condensed into a bunch, echoing the sun climbing into the sky from the horizon, piercing through the falling beluga whale.

Immediately afterwards, the melting traces caused by the high temperature spread along this small hole, and soon turned into small pieces of small iron beads, which fell into the sea like rain.

"It's settled, I'm going back." Shimazaki Fujimura yawned, "Really, I was pulled up by you in the middle of the night... Let me tell you, if Zhou Kuishou hadn't promised to write a fan for me, who would have the patience to come here with you .”

Shen Yuehuan blinked: "I will convey your thoughts to Mr. Zhou. By the way, your classmate Kunikida Doppo also participated."

"Tsk... Even if it's like this, I won't come to Yokohama to settle down." Shimazaki Fujimura turned his head away, "I haven't finished my manuscript yet!"

Shen Yuehuan: ...It turns out that other than Sakunosuke Oda, there are literary figures who have turned their backs? !

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See the situation in the evening to update Mingjiao Town.

The next chapter wraps up the second season and brings out the slippery ones.

In short, you should be able to see that the civet cat has started to kill Mr. Fantuan. The civet cat doesn’t like gods very much, it’s the kind of person who resists the gods and confuses himself and works hard (see the original evaluation of Wenye comics Tuosi), but Feio How should he say Dole, he kind of wants to prove whether God exists or not.

In other words, it’s okay to have it or not, but this time the summoning of the black goat failed and the altar was swallowed. Mr. Fantuan felt that the gods might really exist, but it didn’t matter.

So the thoughts (brain circuits) of the two people have diverged.

The disappearance of the altar is caused by the consciousness of the world. It dare not let the old rulers or outer gods really come to it, otherwise the whole world will be destroyed.

So there will be no other things in the Cthulhu mythology except Lovecraft, who can barely be regarded as a Cthulhu clone/body.

All but Lovecraft are dead.

Mr. Shimazaki will only appear this time. His supernatural ability is simply a light cannon, but he can only fire one shot every day before dawn, and there is a cooling time after the maximum power is fired (...).

In terms of cooling time, it is probably the rest time after a muscle strain, like three to four days.