I'm in Cthulhu

The taxi was driving on a forest path that was mixed with yellow and green. The bright sunshine cast dappled light and shadow through the gaps between the leaves, and the breeze blew on his face. Luo Ji cherished this scene because in a few days, he would wait for the next time. After the rainfall, autumn should officially enter.

The surrounding scenery is constantly changing. The taxi driver, whose identity is actually a Hydra soldier, turns left and right in this suburb, heading towards the private experimental base deep inside.

This base is hidden away, like a pole dance pole in a mosque.

Luo Ji sat in the car, thinking about how to deal with the storm in the next two days to make the storm more violent.

The sensational news about Steve Rogers has caused an uproar around the world yesterday. It is one day later than the date predicted by Wilder, but the problem is not big, and the whole incident did not go wrong because of this.

All day today, I could stay put and let Steve's news fully ferment and the initial shadow of fear be diffused.

And by tomorrow, Schmidt should have followed the instructions of the shrine and used the power of insight of the mechanical heart to find a sufficient number of evildoers and mark them.

Then Wilder can be informed to release the caged beast, allowing the twice-transformed Silence to pursue the villain with the fatal mark on his body, and kill him in the most bizarre, cold-blooded and inhumane way.

The morbid, indescribable and indescribable scene composed of blood and body parts can only be compared with the paintings of Smith or Angorella.

Luo Ji was not a psychopathic, twisted guy like Schmidt. Unless there was a profit involved, he would generally not do anything bloody and cruel.

That would break his bottom line as a human being, make him fall into the blind pursuit of power, become its slave, and lose everything.

Therefore, as an ordinary priest who loves to eat cookies, he felt that it would be a good idea to use this opportunity to help get rid of some scum in this absurd world. There is no psychological burden anyway.

Unlike those evil gods in the stars who transcend good and evil and ignore moral laws, Luo Ji has his own concept of good and evil, which is the foundation of human beings in modern society.

"Whoa, whoa..."

The sound of birdsong rang in his ears. The sound was so lulling to sleep that Luo Ji felt sleepy. The black screen in front of him was filled with scenes of blue sky, green trees, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

The vibrations and electric currents came as expected. Just like Arthur Machen used his prose to inspire nightmares and fantasies, and Clark Ashton Smith used poems and brushes to describe nightmares and ghosts, Luo Ji experienced that feeling through dreams. The exhilarating and exciting feeling of facing the fear of the unknown.

If you exclude the sweet dreams that relax your mind, his dreams are full of things more changeable than the amorphous egg of the stars, more ancient than the fertile Tyr, older than the brooding Sphinx, and more than the garden. It is the most intuitive and terrifying monster transformed by fear itself in the more ancient terrifying myths surrounding the city of Babylon.

Luo Ji naturally felt the increasingly violent vibrations, and slowly entered a dream state that was even crazier than the most insane fantasies of theosophists after drinking hallucinogens.

......

At noon, the taxi finally arrived in front of the base gate. After being inspected by the sentry, it headed inside the base.

Luo Ji and Howard had already woken up at this time. When the taxi parked in the parking lot of the base, the Hydra soldier above got out of the driver's seat and opened the door for them.

All the original personnel in this base were replaced by Hydra soldiers or managers, which made it easier for the two of them to carry out some activities.

Howard's laboratory was always set up in the basement. All of his private laboratories were like this. None of them were on the ground. According to him, this came from his childhood experience.

However, Luo Ji did not comment on this, because Howard showed his signature, charming and charming smile when explaining, and it seemed that he was making fun of something.

In addition, as for that charming smile, Luo Ji believed that what made the smile so charming was not Howard's face, but the other person's mustache. The mustache was extremely well-constructed and seemed to have a spiritual impact on people.

If you're a woman with looks that match Howard's aesthetic, keep an eye out for this beard.

The camera cuts to a laboratory located underground.

"Then it's time to witness the miracle!"

Howard's body language was extremely rich. He waved his arms exaggeratedly and pulled down the dark yellow curtain covering the equipment, revealing something strange and full of tension inside.

This is a piece of clothing... at least the outline looks like it could be called a piece of clothing, perhaps a robe would be more appropriate.

The whole body is pitch black, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It looks very similar to the bat cape of the master who fought criminals in Gotham, but the difference is that it is filled with many small devices. These are the key points.

These installations are small, but they are the concentrated efforts of Howard. This is a satisfying work produced by his top mind.

It can eject black mist that can carry lasers and form realistic images. It can emit low thunder and various bluffing sound effects. The surface of precious materials as the main material can withstand extreme high temperatures and heavy pressure...

And most usefully, it is the perfect device to launch small pumpkin bombs when you can't hold back a joke at a party, blowing up all the people waiting to see you make a fool of yourself.

This is the most satisfying work a perfectionist can create, and Luo Ji said it was very good.

Tomorrow, my identity will be exposed by the hands of Colonel Chester. People will think that all this is just the result of a madman who was lucky and accidentally obtained the method of controlling ancient creatures from some broken ancient book.

The colonel will use artillery shells from tanks and aircraft to directly kill this bastard who deserves death, ending this nightmare-like dark period.

When the time comes, Luo Ji will wear this outfit, shattering the hope that he has sold with his own hands, causing people to fall back into the desperate desire for survival, and no longer able to resist the silence.

"Howard, making this equipment must have taken a lot of effort on your part and made you feel tired, right?"

"Of course, you gave me too little time. I had to work overtime and night to rush the production. I also had to go to the military's scientific and strategic base from time to time to check my face to prevent them from becoming suspicious."

"I understand that the organization will not ignore your achievements. When all this is completed, the organization will definitely give you the rewards you deserve... As for now, I still need you to do one thing for me."

"Boss, you know I can't refuse you, and I also enjoy making such fun and interesting things, please tell me."

"For some reasons, I need you to make another white piece of equipment with light gold patterns on it, which is opposite in appearance to the current one..."

Howard: "..."