Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

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Yitong frowned.

Kaos looked terrible. He had lost a lot of weight, and his lips glowed an ominous purple-purple color in the cold wind. The cold wind that poured in from the gap in the window made the middle-aged man wrapped in old dirty furs shiver.

Today's north wind was so strong that even the oil lamp on the table was blown from side to side and made a rattling sound.

Yitong was disturbed by the sound and reached out to straighten the oil lamp that was fluttering in the wind. He recognized that this thing was a bronze oil lamp handmade by metal craftsmen in the tribe. The shape of the lamp is weird. It is in the shape of a man with open arms and a candle tray in his hand. It is larger at the top and smaller at the bottom. It is made hollow to reduce weight, and even the bottom is very uneven because of the hand-made work.

He glanced at the strange oil lamp with slight disgust and placed it on the table: "You don't need to be so hostile to me, Master."

Kaos sneered.

"Over the years, have I done anything to disgrace the tribe?" Yitong asked and answered: "No. I have always conveyed the will of world consciousness seriously and diligently, word for word, without any concealment. You Know this very well - every time you send people to other tribes to verify.

But my interpretation has never been wrong, right? I've even heard that my interpretations helped several tribes of poor priests realize their mistakes and improve their interpretations. "

"You are very talented, Zerak." Chaos said, "Your abilities are far better than most of the Star Chosen people. No one can deny this. However, to become a god, you need more than just talent. ”

Kaos stabbed Yitong's chest with his finger: "You must have a noble heart worthy of a god!"

"What did I do wrong?" Yitong grabbed Kaos's hand and said calmly, "Yes, I stole Pula's identity and deceived you, but this lie did not have any impact on you. What exactly did I do? Is it called Zerak, Pula, or something else? What does it have to do with you?

The Tuna tribe had a grudge against me. They bullied me and treated me like nothing, so I told them a lie. If it weren't for their own inability to hear the voice of world consciousness, and if Pula hadn't been ambitious and wanted to keep the position of priest and young patriarch that didn't belong to him, my plan would have been impossible to implement.

This is my revenge, but it is also the consequences of their own actions!

But I owe nothing to the people of the Ithaca tribe. From the time I came to the Ithaca Tribe until now, apart from the old madman, has anyone else died or been injured because of me? "

"Does Dorette deserve to die?" Kaos looked in disbelief. "He is just a crazy, unconscious old guy. Why did you want to harm him?"

"He knows too much." Yitong said calmly, "You think he is crazy because he saw another world. The knowledge beyond this universe made him crazy and made him know a lot of things he shouldn't know. Things. As long as someone is patient enough, it is possible to learn my past, my secrets from him.

I'm just protecting myself. "【.3.】,

"Haha..." Kaos shook his head and sneered: "That's the problem. Just to protect yourself! Haha! You can kill the old madman to protect yourself, you can kill me and kill the people of this tribe to protect yourself. Everyone! Your heart and the premise of your thinking are based on yourself! You are a selfish and cold-blooded guy!"

"What's wrong with thinking more about yourself?" Yitong asked, "And I didn't want to kill you. You've lived well until now, haven't you?"

"Don't think I don't know." Kaos said, "You were eavesdropping outside the house that day, and we had discovered it a long time ago. You didn't kill me because I left a last note identifying you as the murderer! It's because you still I want to stay in this tribe!”

Kaos took a few sharp breaths, and his breathing was a little rapid: "I don't know why you don't leave this tribe. You can obviously fly away and start over in a place where you don't know you. Then use whatever name you like. , Who can identify you if you use whose identity you like?”

"But I like this place." Yitong lowered his eyebrows, showing a trace of sadness, "Maybe you won't believe it, but I really regard this tribe as my home, and you as my teacher and I have never had anything like this before. Father...I never thought of killing you from beginning to end."

He said this so deeply that Mo Yu couldn't tell whether Yi Tong was telling the truth or a lie for a moment. Kaos didn't seem to hear it either, and he was suddenly stunned.

"And I also have a question." Yitong continued, "When I was seriously ill, you could obviously take the opportunity to kill me. Just give me a little poison... No, you don't even need to intervene, you just need to stand by and watch me. Just struggle to breathe in the pain...

But you didn't do that. You sent someone to deliver medicine to me, and asked Dulaisa and the others to take turns taking care of me. Why is this? "

Dulesha is Kaos' new apprentice in recent years. In terms of status, she can be regarded as Yitong's junior sister. However, she is close to Kaos and always regards Yitong as the enemy of the tribe.

Yitong didn't think that this little girl would spontaneously come over to take care of him who was seriously ill.

"The tribe needs a competent priest." Chaos said dryly, "Before we find a suitable successor... or before you decide to betray us and abandon the tribe, we will take care of you as a member of the tribe and our most important priest."

"You are too dependent on the world consciousness and priests." The alien eyes laughed, "The world consciousness is so cold-blooded, but you regard her as your mother.

What star-chosen people, we have never been chosen by the world consciousness! We are just a group of pitiful and pitiful unlucky people who happen to have talents, can see and hear the inner world that others cannot access, and are driven crazy by that knowledge. Just a ghost!

The so-called choice is nothing but a complete lie! In the eyes of the world consciousness, we are all just tiny ants!

She doesn't care if an ant kills a group of ants! Unless this ant gains powerful power and becomes a god standing in front of her, she will look at it squarely! "

Chaos looked at the heterodox pupil with a strange expression, as if he was looking at a madman. He pulled the fur on his body and said half mockingly and half sympathetically: "We rely on the world consciousness just to make our lives better and avoid disasters.

And you... you keep accusing her of cold-bloodedness, but I only see a child crying for his mother's attention. "