Live Kexue in Kexue World

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A series of lightnings that almost tore the sky lit up the night, thunder rumbled, and the torrential rain had enveloped the entire city of Dunwich for half a month.

Stone pillars of different shapes are lined up on the ground somewhere in the village in the west of the city. The torrential rain brought by the torrential rain destroyed everything. These mysterious circular stone pillars were also uprooted by natural forces, revealing the ends that had grown ugly stems.

Ruolin Chunliang lay quietly among the stone pillars.

His short, soft white hair stuck to his cheeks, and the blood on his forehead was washed away by bean-sized raindrops, and raindrops fell from his trembling eyelashes every time he took a breath.

The appearance that was once praised frequently is now pale and fragile, and the gentle eyes that were once as blue as the sea and sky are only lifeless.

From Arkham to Dunwich, Wakabayashi Haruliang originally followed the instructor to do practical courses.As a result, because of the appearance of Asians who are generally younger than their actual age, he was mistaken for a minor by local pagans and caught him.

As an offering to summon evil beings.

Presumably this terrible weather was also caused by the wrong sacrifice.

If Lin Chunliang borrowed and read the castration-safe version of "Necronomicon" in the school library, he probably knew the consequences of a ritual error.

The abnormal weather is just a stage prepared for the coming of "evil". When the opening curtain is really opened, Dunwich will become a dead city.

The rain was so heavy that his eyes were dizzy mixed with blood, and the irritated eyes were a little painful. Fortunately, he was about to die, so the pain should disappear soon, right?

I just hope that the mentors and seniors can return to Arkham safely.

Ruo Lin Chunliang was thinking like this, but suddenly heard someone say——

【oh?So it was you? 】

It sounded like a little boy, and the voice didn't seem to come from the surroundings, as if it was very close to him, yet very far away.

Who are you?He wanted to ask, but the damage to his vocal cords had left him speechless.Fortunately, that voice didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued talking on its own.

【You're dying, let me see...Wakabayashi Haruliang, Japanese-American, third-year occultist at Miskatonic University, hey, you and my last believer are classmates, what a coincidence. 】

Ruo Lin Chunliang's remnant spirit was no longer enough to support him to understand the meaning of the other party's words, and the pain all over his body was urging him to hurry to death.

But after hearing that voice, he suddenly didn't want to die anymore.

There are so many unknown things in the world waiting to be explored, such as nature, science, humanities, mystery... If Ruolin Chunliang has any ideals, it may be to absorb a lifetime of knowledge and fill his life with unknowns.

He doesn't want to die here.

[In this case, I can generously solve this trivial trouble for you, but, hehehe...]

The other party laughed, and the laughter was as light as a seagull skimming the sea.

It was also after that burst of laughter that Ruolin Chunliang couldn't hear anything.

It was at this time that the torrential rain suddenly stopped, and the dark clouds were blown away by a gust of wind, revealing the starry sky after the rain.

The white-haired young man in the mud stared blankly at the sky, the stars left a brilliant Milky Way in his eyes, and the roots of the stone pillars supported him more flexibly than a giant snake.But he had no reaction, no surprise or fear, not even breathing or heartbeat.

Because he died.

【Name: Wakabayashi Chunliang】

【Sex: Male】

【Age: 23】

[Occupation: Occultist]

【Hometown: Rice Flower Town, Japan】

[Physical Strength: 11/11]

【Strength: 30】

[Agility: 50]

[Sanity: 30/80]

【Appearance: 90】

【Lucky: 20】

【Intelligence: 75】

【Education: 90】

[Reputation:? ? 】

When Ruobayashi Chunliang opened his eyes again, words like this appeared on the translucent panel in front of him.

There are other icons lit up in the upper right corner of the panel, a pattern of a TV, and a cute stick figure of a kitten.

I don't know why, but as long as Ruolin Chunliang thinks about it, the corresponding page will open. The first thing he opened is the page with the TV pattern.

A small pop-up window popped up: [You have not started the live broadcast~]

Not quite understanding, Wakabayashi Haruliang tried to open the kitten icon again.

This time there was no new panel, but a meow came from not far away.

After looking away, the translucent panel disappeared directly, and Ruolin Chunliang saw clearly where he was for the first time.

This is a room without windows, the only door is locked, and the dim overhead light makes a "sizzling" sound.

The room was dank, with full-height bookshelves built into three walls, filled with books.In the center of the room is a set of tables and chairs. The table is made of solid wood and the chairs are made of leather.

——Exactly the same as the underground library of Miskatonic University.

A black cat jumped onto the table from behind the leather chair.

"I am the assistant of the system that only you can see, Naia." The black cat spoke suddenly, and the voice sounded familiar, "Congratulations on activating the live broadcast system, then, please work hard to live broadcast in order to survive~!"

As soon as the voice fell, the transparent panel that disappeared before reappeared, and there were two rows of small characters on the right side of the page.

[Live broadcasting...]

【Number of viewers: 0】

On the center panel is——

[Survival Mission: Mysterious Studies Office is finally established]

【Quest Difficulty: Easy】

[Task Requirement 1: Assist Mu Mu Shisan in the murder investigation]

[Task Requirement 2: Propagating the Great Mysticism to the audience]

[Mission description: From a professor to a director, Ruo Lin Chunliang's extraordinary investigator talent will never be buried ~ the professor of occultism in his hometown is the strongest! ! 】

[Mission Reward: Mystery Office x1, New Character Card x1]

[Mission countdown: 12 hours]

I know every word, why can't I understand it when they are put together?

Ruolin Chunliang frowned.

He cast his eyes on the black cat again, and the other party's golden vertical pupils shone with a ghostly glimmer.

In the silence, Ruolin Chunliang suddenly remembered where he had heard this voice—the voice of that little boy before he died!

As if reading minds, the black cat spoke again: "I'm not that adult, I'm just an ordinary little black cat~"

If Lin Chunliang wanted to ask something, suddenly the cell phone rang in the room.

He followed the sound and saw a mobile phone buzzing with the ringtone that appeared out of nowhere on the empty table.

Picking up the phone, the note on the call said [Officer Mumu], it should be the Mumu Shisan in the mission requirement.

"By the way, the countdown to the task has already begun. The little black cat sincerely suggests that you act immediately. If you don't act, there will be no audience in the live broadcast room." The black cat said, "Because your current status is already "loan" In "Survival", the consequences of not having new character cards... Hee hee hee, the little black cat knows, but the little black cat doesn't say anything. "

What consequences can there be, since it is said that it is a survival mission, if the mission fails, it is nothing more than sending the dead back to the grave.

Temporarily swallowing the desire to ask, Ruolin Chunliang answered the call.

"Hello."

"Is this Professor Wakabayashi?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm Mugure, it's like this, we originally made an appointment to meet at nine o'clock, but I have a detective on my side going to investigate the scene, so How about advancing the meeting time to now, what do you think?"

Not knowing the specific situation, Ruo Lin Chunliang decided to agree first: "Yes," he continued naturally after finishing speaking, "Then the meeting place is——"

"The scene is currently under lockdown. Let me ask that detective to pick you up along the way," Mu Mu Shisan said, "It should take about 10 minutes to get you downstairs."

After hanging up the phone, Ruolin Chunliang asked the black cat with some uncertainty: "I am a student of occultism...professor of occultism, what can I do to help the police officer?"

"How can you look down on our occultism!" The black cat raised its head arrogantly, "Pursue the unknown, or the grave——Miskatonic University students will always be loyal to the occult passion!"

"Even if you fool me with the school motto of the University of Michigan..."

Black Cat: "Hehehe, the little black cat knows, but the little black cat doesn't say anything."

Ok.

Ruo Lin Chunliang didn't continue to ask, but used this time to check himself.

He was still dressed in the same clothes as when he first arrived in Dunwich, with a brown octagonal hat on his head, a white lapel shirt and a black windbreaker coat. There was no blood on the soft silk fabric of the shirt, and the outer coat was not cut by pagans.

The notebook and portable pen that he carried in his pocket are still there. They were given to him by his tutor in the new school year, and it is said that they were gifts from their direct seniors who were studying in South Africa.

Continuing to check again, Ruolin Chunliang found a small-caliber revolver in the hidden pocket of his windbreaker—Master Mi has one, and its main function is to shoot himself cleanly at critical moments.

This critical moment refers to the situation where you are about to lose the consequences.

For example, what strange things were summoned in violation of the rules, or when stealing banned books from the library was bitten to death by the watchdog.

Ruolin Chunliang put away the gun, and walked out of the room with the black cat.

The streets in Japan are still as they are in memory. It is six o'clock in the morning, and many shops on both sides of the road have not opened yet. After seeing passers-by, Wakabayashi was taken aback, and then took out his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" The black cat lay on his shoulder.

"I'm a little unsure. Isn't this a virtual city-state suspended on a false appearance?"

Ruolin Chunliang called up the map and began to confirm whether such a place really existed in Japan. After finding that the little red dot representing himself was indeed in the position of "Mihua Town", he still did not give up and repeatedly zoomed in and checked.

"It's ordinary Japan." The black cat was puzzled, "Why do you doubt this?"

Isn't this a matter of course——

"Because these people have no face."

Even in Arkham, this can be regarded as a weird event that can set off a three-level alarm, right?

As Wakabayashi Haruliang said, there are not many people on the street, but everyone's face seems to have been covered with a thick mosaic. On the mosaic, words like "tired" and "sleepy" are written in bold letters. ", "vigor"... such general words.

He also saw a few "go to work and die", "want to leave" and so on.

Ruolin Chunliang's research was not taken seriously by the black cat.

"Oh, that, because your character card has been in contact with that adult before, it may cause a certain degree of visual deviation. In order to protect you from going crazy directly, the system has added a little eye protection setting to this character card. Lah." The black cat said indifferently, "Seeing a mosaic is better than seeing a human with fifteen pairs of eyes and three mouths."

Ruolin Chunliang: "..."

In fact, it didn't get any better.

Just as he was slandering like this, a figure walked across the road.

Black hair, with bangs on the forehead, the back part of the hair curled up, white shirt, blue suit jacket, green tie - he must be a handsome high school student.

It's a pity that the mosaic completely blocked his face.

"Hello, Professor Wakabayashi." The young man introduced himself as he walked, "I am a high school detective, Kudo Shinichi."

At the same time, a prompt appears instantly on the transparent panel that only you can see——

[Welcome to the audience in the live broadcast room - my super reasoning is the strongest to enter the live broadcast room]

【Welcome to the audience in the live broadcast room - kind Russians enter the live broadcast room】

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The author has something to say:

It’s Conan, it’s not a flat-tweeting article, with a small part of wit, but since the author’s IQ is just like that, it would be great if he could do a battle that doesn’t drop his wit

The update mechanism is about 100 thunderbolts plus one update, 1000 nutrient solution plus one update, and a long comment plus one update! Return after v!

This is the first time I write an article, please bear with me (bow

By the way, another historical derivative (?) advance collection: "After Rescuing Wenhao from the Character", the copy is as follows:

By an accident, the characters written by many writers in the world began to invade reality.

There were sharp meows from Edgar Allan Poe's basement, the sixth ward adjacent to Chekhov was overcrowded, a mysterious man called the Professor appeared at the corner of Baker Street, and a portrait of Dorian Gray hung on Wilde's closet...

Literary Salvation System: These characters will continue to influence the authors from generation to generation. This is absolutely not possible. Authors have to continue to create. It is nothing to be killed by the characters they wrote!

Geis, who was approached, said: But, what does this have to do with me?

Wenhao Rescue System: Do you remember your grandmother?The Lovecraft one?

Outside the window, the "indescribable" who came to the door was about to surface, and Jess fell silent.

Jess: As a motivated young man in the new century, it is my duty to save literary giants!

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There will be such a person in every era: he is either a psychiatrist, a detective, an adventurer, or a high-ranking official.

But writers prefer to call it - the lookout who communicates with the stars of different eras.

He suddenly appeared on a certain day, protecting you and the rivers and seas in your pen, and then left quietly at a certain moment.

When asked about him, the man simply said: "When you need me, I will travel across time and space—

"I will defend your mind, your feelings, your life, and your noble soul that speaks."