Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"Who am I? Where am I?"

In the darkness, the man slowly opened his eyes.

"Ah, yes, I seem to be...dead?"

He slowly sat up and found himself lying in a completely unfamiliar place.

——Surrounded by stone walls, it looked like the kind of castle basement commonly seen in horror games. And he was lying on the cold stone slab in the center of the basement. Under him was a very geometrically beautiful figure full of words. A magic summoning circle with complicated lines in unknown otherworldly characters.

After adapting to the light here for a while, Mo Yu could just barely see the mottled stone walls, which were dark and damp. Only a few candles that seemed to have been fixed casually in the corners were crackling with lingering sparks. The light seemed to be almost gone. Swallowed by the spreading darkness.

——I really have traveled through time, right?

He thought hard, and the memories gradually became clear in his groggy brain.

——His name is Mo Yu. He is only 27 years old. He is a game planner who died suddenly due to working overtime for a long time. At the same time, because too many colleagues resigned from the team, he also served as an artist, copywriter and screenwriter. The last memory is still on the 90th day of overtime work. I felt severe chest pain after drinking my third cup of coffee in the early hours of the morning.

"Thinking about it this way, it feels like the sudden death buff has been fully stacked, so I have really died, right? But where is this place? Compared to the underworld, this is more like a European setting, right? Hell? But I Don't you believe in Christianity or Catholicism?" Mo Yu thought to himself, stood up, and checked his body.

Yes, he still has a body, not a state of soul, and is still wearing the clothes he wore before his sudden death. Except that the previous chest pain and discomfort have been completely eliminated, there is no difference from his original body, even the beard on his chin. The stubble seems to be a little longer to the touch.

"If I hadn't been dumped in a strange basement by the unscrupulous boss, this scene would have traveled through time, right?" Mo Yu squatted down, touched the figure on the ground that looked like a summoning array, and twisted it Twisting the sticky liquid that looked like blood on his fingertips, he said, "If this scene is used as the opening scene, it should at least be equipped with an opening CG or a guiding NPC!"

"I don't know what you mean by NPC," suddenly, a man's voice sounded in Mo Yu's mind.

Strangely, the man's voice was almost exactly the same as his own: "But maybe I can answer your questions for you."

Along with these words, a figure slowly stepped out of the shadow in the corner.

It was a humanoid creature. He wore a tattered magician's hooded cloak. Indescribable purple octopus tentacles and spikes protruded from the holes in the cloak at all angles. It looked like a 25 In the forbidden horror game, there is a mosaic-like NPC that is contaminated by the evil god. The left side of his face is almost mangled by the purple tentacles, but the right side of his face is intact.

Mo Yu looked at that half of the face in surprise, and was speechless for a moment.

——The intact half of his face was exactly the same as his own!

"Doppelgänger?" Should it be said to be the professional quality of a game planner? At this time, the first thing that jumped into Mo Yu's mind was not fear, but the setting, "It is said that people who see a doppelganger will die...ah, no, I seem to have died once."

The humanoid creature gently raised the corners of its lips with a half-smile, stretched out its right hand, and tapped Mo Yu's forehead with its index finger: "Compared to a doppelganger, it's more like a parallel world."

——Sure enough, it’s quantum mechanics that can’t decide when things happen, and my imagination is not enough for parallel universes!

This time, the words did not emerge from Mo Yu's mind, but came from the mouth of this humanoid creature.

The strange thing is that although the humanoid creature obviously did not speak any language that Mo Yu was familiar with, Mo Yu seemed to have translation software installed in his mind and could automatically understand the meaning of his words.

Mo Yu paused: "Can I understand you?" He looked at the right index finger of the humanoid creature and pointed at his forehead, "Is it the effect of that finger just now?"

The other party nodded slightly: "It's just a small spell. Welcome to the continent of Ozelia. I am you in this time and space. You can call me the great magician Moiwu."

"Mo Yiwu..." Mo Yu muttered it several times. The pronunciation of this name from another world sounded very similar to his own, except that it seemed to have some strange accent.

"In your world, you have indeed faced the fate of sudden death," Moiwu said gently, a purple tentacle crawling slowly on the left side of his face.

"But I used a little bit of the power of this world to summon you to our world before you really died, and eliminated all the causes of your death such as fatigue, disease, etc. on you. Of course, this kind of help is not Free of charge, I and the world need your help.”

"Me?" Mo Yu pointed at himself and said uncertainly: "But I'm just an ordinary game planner? I'm neither a hero nor a savior, just an ordinary wage earner who died from overwork."

"Yes, after searching for a parallel world, I think you are the most promising person to save this world from the doomsday fate." Moiwu said, covered by wriggling tentacles, his eyes were overflowing with joy. Trust, wisdom and sincerity, even though his appearance is extremely weird, Mo Yu gets close to and trusts him for no reason.

——Maybe because we are the same person in different worlds? Mo Yu thought uncertainly, but their personalities and abilities seemed to be completely different.

"This world is very different from your world. It has its own world consciousness, wonderful world rules and creative power," Moiwu said. "As people blessed by world consciousness, as long as we use this If you make a wish, you can create everything. This kind of power of world rules is called the power of wish."

"Following your words? Are you so powerful?" Mo Yu sighed, "But this kind of setting usually has backlash, similar to the "be careful hat you ish for" kind of joke, making random wishes will definitely attract... The setting of evil consequences?”

"You are right," Moiwu nodded approvingly, "Wishmaking indiscriminately will inevitably lead to retribution, but over the long years, people in this world have learned to skillfully use this power to avoid backlash, and will have The 'wishes' that have been verified repeatedly are recorded, thus forming the 'magic', and I am a great magician."

"Why does it feel a bit like using keywords to train the AI ​​to draw and then save the 'magic spell' keyword..." Mo Yu complained.

"Although the power of wish will bring some backlash, this is not the reason why this world is about to perish."

Mo Yiwu ignored Mo Yu's complaints and continued to explain, "The enemies of this world come from the outside world. Thousands of years ago, a strange evil power came to the world and began to erode the origin of the world and pollute the world's consciousness. Breaking the rules of the world, historians call it the 'Great Advent Era'...

"From then on, as long as the power of world rules like 'Wish Power' is used, the user will suffer a certain degree of pollution." Moiwu pointed to the left side of his face covered by the tentacles, "And this is the erosion of pollution. "

"...I've been saying it since just now, this tentacle is so good for Cthulhu..." Mo Yu said.

"Shh!" Moiwu stopped him hastily, "Don't say the name of that evil god! Mentioning his name will attract his attention. Fortunately, I have set up a barrier in this basement in advance, but please leave this place. Never mention their names, otherwise you will be instantly contaminated by the power of evil gods."

——Wait a minute, is this really a Cthulhu setting? !

"You mean," Mo Yu searched for the running group settings in his memory, "the source of the evil god that erodes this world is the old ruler, the giant octopus sleeping on the bottom of the sea, driving people crazy in dreams, and the joke is The one who teaches almost Feitian Pasta?”

"...Although I don't know what Feitian Pasta is...but it should be him." Moiwu said uncertainly.

"Ah, it's nothing, don't worry about it, it's just a joke from another world." Mo Yu waved his hand, indicating to Mo Yiwu to continue.

"The evil god's erosion of the world's consciousness has led to the disorder of the world's rules. In order to protect the final core of the world, the world's consciousness continues to cut off the eroded and polluted parts. Those polluted fragments are lost in this world along with the power of world authority."

"And this..." A halo of light suddenly appeared in his hand, and in the dazzling light group was a small, blue-purple butterfly, "...this is the last fragment of world consciousness that has not been contaminated by the power of the evil god. "

The small blue-purple butterfly flew tremblingly from Mo Yiwu's palm, swirled like a leaf blown by the wind, and landed on Mo Yu's right hand, turning into a ray of light and blending into Mo Yu's soul. middle.

"The consciousness of the world seems to have entered my body... Is this a normal phenomenon?" Mo Yu asked uncertainly.

"It chose you." Moiwu smiled, "The world you came to has no will power and magic. At the same time, in that world, the evil god only exists in stories, so your world has a high-dimensional suppression effect on the power of the evil god. .

"After gaining my knowledge and power, you can use the power of this world without being counterattacked by it. As long as you follow my plan, you can save the world, gain endless life, and even gain authority. To become a god in this world is just..."

He paused, "Although the power of wish is powerful, it is not something that a novice can easily master. In order to let you get started with this power easily and quickly, I read some of your memories on my own initiative.