my cthulhu game

Chapter 112 I am Xuanjun, who are you?
Qin Yixian's attention was completely attracted by those weird "bright spots".

Can't go wrong.Perhaps the "Ian Qin" in the story couldn't be clear, but Qin Yixian himself understood that the light spot was definitely some kind of mythical creature or product of magic.Qin Yixian was lost in thought.

In the past, New York had a special institution that reversed research on mythical biotechnology found in corners.At the turn of the millennium, the head of this department attempted to turn this data into a tool for personal ambition.His plot was foiled by Delta Green and the division was promptly disbanded.

Green Delta made a great contribution to this incident, but the officials still haven't fully accepted them... Facing the suspicious American officials, Green Delta can only get rid of their teeth.Instead, various information files were collected and seized.Even so, it cannot be compared with the Qin family with a long history.

Qin Yixian fell into thinking among the ancient books of the Qin family and the files of Green Delta. The one that best fits this description is——

"Damn—I can't see it..."

Just when Qin Yixian was about to further identify the mysterious light spots, they were buried in the clouds and disappeared.

"..."

Qin Yixian tried his best to recall all kinds of materials he had read.Is it the "Essence of Flame"?No, it's a little bit off-

"Be careful!" Cecilu shouted.

A female college student with long black hair and an oriental face was crossing the road.While Qin Yixian, who was driving the car, was distracted, a modified Cadillac was slamming into her...

Qin Yixian turned the steering wheel violently——

[Ian Qin's car driving test failed 87/62]

The car avoided the female college student, but crashed into a tree stump by the side of the road with a bang.

"If this was an ordinary car, it would be doomed." Qin Yixian murmured to himself.

Fortunately, Qin Yixian's car is a modified car specially provided for dignitaries. Bullets can't penetrate it, and this level of collision is only a drizzle.

Qin Yixian was very fortunate: it seemed that no one was injured, and the car was almost undamaged.

"Are you okay?" After confirming that his companions were all fine, Dr. Todd ran towards the girl who fell to the ground with the medical kit.

"Please, please..."

But the girl automatically ignored Dr. Todd, and stared at Qin Yixian who got out of the car afterwards...The "fanatic" eyes made Qin Yixian a little scared.

Then Qin Yixian suddenly remembered...

For the convenience of character setting, he filled in "performing artist" on the background of the character.

That is to say...

"Mr. Ian Qin?" The girl pointed at Qin Yixian and asked, her tone full of excitement and disbelief.

"Yes... I'm Ian." Qin Yixian answered bravely.

"Ian Qin" is set to be a performance artist with a credit rating of 90%, and his style belongs to the acting school.The staff of the lunatic asylum could also call out this name before, but at that time he thought it was because his character left a name in advance...

"It really is Mr. Qin!" The female student jumped up and stood up, scaring Dr. Todd who was next to him and staggered back a few steps.

"I am... Excuse me, what's the matter?" Qin Yixian regretted not adding a pair of sunglasses to his belongings.

"I'm your fan!" The girl stared.

"Uh... hello."

If I had known this earlier, I would have just written about a rich second generation or something like a movie star!

Public figures are super troublesome!
"Please sign for me... No, please come to our college! Our performance department at Michigan University has just been re-established, if you can visit..."

Girls who are in a state of enthusiasm can't stop talking about BALABALA.

Qin Yixian winked at the others.You can't let your teammates waste time with you.

"Let's go first," he said, "I'll entertain my...lovely fans, and I'll meet you right away."

……

on the other hand.

In a madhouse.

Under the supervision of nurses and security guards, patients with various mental illnesses entered the small square behind the asylum to "release air".

[Chen Qiang failed the detection check 81/70]

"He's so stupid, really," a bearded old man pulled Chen Qiang and kept chattering, preventing him from concentrating on observing the surrounding terrain. "No one can escape from Arkham Asylum alone. Now he is punished."

"Old man..." Chen Qiang was helpless, and he was afraid of offending this seemingly moody old lunatic, "Please be quiet..."

"Do you know? Why is it like a prison here, but the cure rate of diseases is very high." The old man suddenly grabbed Chen Qiang's shoulder
"Do you know, old man?" Chen Qiang was suddenly curious.

Although this old man speaks erratically, he also has a bit of logic, which is completely different from other mental patients around him who are completely unable to communicate.

"Everyone who goes out is not themselves," the old man vowed, "the people here have a kind of magic, which can transfer people's spirits into books, and then jump from the books to a new body. ε=( ο｀*))) Alas, my poor friend."

[Chen Qiang succeeded in the psychology test 61/62]

Well, every madman is convinced of his delusions.

Remember this is... Mr. Bigby?Maybe his story smacks of a Cthulhu mod, but he can't explain why, if everything he says is true, why the guards a few feet away are indifferent to this dangerous topic.

"What you said makes sense," Chen Qiang said blankly, "but it's useless."

"You don't believe me!" said Old Man Bigby, tugging at his hospital gown. "You too will be punished. I heard that your friend is here to pick you up today. Tonight, tomorrow night at the latest, It's your turn. They'll drag you out and do some horrible magic tricks. Then your friends will happily pick you up and you won't realize that you're not the same inside."

"Then explain to me," Chen Qiang pointed to the guard behind him, "why you dare to say this in front of them."

"Because I'm a great magician," Bigby said complacently. "They thought it would be useless if I couldn't find the materials for casting spells, but I still developed several new spells."

Chen Qiang's heart suddenly moved.

"Including spells that make people unable to hear what they are saying?" Chen Qiang asked.

"Yes," said Bigby, holding up his haughty, ugly head, "that's right. This madhouse has had a lot of hardy people, but I'm the toughest of them all."

In other places, Chen Qiang would only think that this is the crazy talk of a madman.

But since it was the famous and unparalleled Arkham Asylum, Chen Qiang decided to give him a try.

"It's nothing special." He pretended to be indifferent.

"How dare you!" Uncle Bigby was instantly angry.

"I am Hsan.the.Greater," Chen Qiang sneered, "Which onion are you?"

[Chen Qiang's Speech Skill Check 12/78 succeeded]

　Thanks to the big boss Yiqing and the big boss Qianzuxue for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)