COC Running Group-Long Dream Endless

"When did I change such a scary ringtone?!"

Talking to herself, she picked up the phone, and the phone number of her family was displayed on the screen. Eve realized that it was her mother's reply.She silently prayed in her heart that her mother would contact her former fellow countrymen, maybe her nightmare could be solved from them, although thinking about it carefully, it was more like the choice of going to the doctor in a hurry.

"Hi, Mom, I'm in the library." Eve said in a low voice.

There was a hint of confusion and anxiety in the voice on the other side of the phone. Eve heard her mother say to her: "Eve, my child. I contacted the orphanage this morning to contact those children who were rescued at the same time as you, but I I didn’t expect to get such news.”

"What's the matter, can't you contact them?" Eve felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she forced herself to calm down and asked.

"That's not true, I got the contact information of a pair of brothers," the other side hesitated, Eve had never seen her mother speak like this, it was quite abnormal.

"Are there any other questions?"

"Yes, Sam, the younger brother of the brothers, suddenly became abnormal some time ago. He started talking crazy, and even started sleepwalking. After his family sent him to the hospital, he even showed a certain tendency to violence. He was sent to a mental hospital by his family, where he killed himself with a spoon a few months later.

This situation panicked his family, and he had been very normal before the abnormality. At the same time, his family also began to worry about the mental health of his brother George.George seemed very remorseful after his brother's death, always saying that if he could persuade his brother well, such a thing would not have happened.Also because of the impact of this incident, George quit his job, locked himself in the room every day, and refused to have too much contact with others. What I want is George's contact information.I'm really a little uneasy about whether you'll get any information from George.

. . . yes, what worries me the most is . Serious mental problems appeared, some were sent to mental hospitals, some were far away from the original life circle, and some people's current whereabouts are even unknown.

Eve, tell me the truth, did something bad happen to you?Whatever happens, be sure to let me know!Rather than knowing nothing, I hope to help you come up with ideas. "

Eve smiled wryly and comforted, "Mom, don't worry, I just want to chat with those people."

After 10 minutes, Eve finally calmed down her worried mother, and soon received a text message on her mobile phone, which recorded George's contact information.Eve silently stared at the information on the phone. On the one hand, she was happy that there seemed to be someone who had the same experience as herself, and might be able to get away from the nightmare. On the other hand, she was extremely disturbed, because people with similar experiences would not end well.

***

Lisa and Johanna searched the bookshelves together. One of them squatted on the ground to check the lower two bookshelves, and the other tiptoed to carefully stare at the upper two bookshelves. The division of labor was clear.

"I obviously checked this bookshelf before, and there must be no related books. If there were any, I would have found them a long time ago!" Lisa complained in a low voice, "Do you not trust my ability to find books?"

Johanna, who was squatting on the ground, ignored Lisa, who looked idle and bored, and focused on scanning through each book. From time to time, she took out an old book with a blank space on the spine and no title. Many of them were obviously lacking in maintenance, and even The cover is faded to the point where it's hard to see.

Although she was complaining, Lisa was actually searching seriously. She looked down at the book with a blank cover that Johanna was flipping through, and she silently closed her mouth. It's really not serious.

There seemed to be no end to the books on the shelf above her head. It didn't take long for Lisa to feel that the angle of her neck raised made her breathless. Her brain was congested and she just wanted to sit down and rest: "My neck, my cervical spine..."

The wailing of some lazy people had no effect on serious people. Seeing that she didn't get any attention, Lisa sat next to Johanna with a sad face: "Let me help you check the two floors below."

"No need." Johanna, who had been silent for a long time, finally managed to talk to Lisa for a second. She smiled and waved the old book in her hand that was about to fall apart, and said triumphantly, "I found it."

***

Countless travel notes are stuffed on the bookshelves, most of them are English books, but there are also many German, Spanish and French books. Of course, only a few of these books come back to borrow, and most people still prefer English. books.

Sanders ran his fingers over the titles of each book, eventually stopping on a book stuck between the cracks.The spine of the book says Deep Fathom, written by James Rollings, who at first glance seems to have nothing to do with Pohnpei, but Saunders recalls that the author seemed very interested in the Nan Madol ruins.

Taking out the book casually, Sanders quickly flipped through a few pages. No matter how you look at it, this book is full of adventures of American individual heroism, or is it a science fiction novel?Sanders couldn't be sure, but for some reason, he didn't put down the book in his hand, but sat down on the spot and looked through the contents carefully.

Under the ocean, the terrifying weapon that once belonged to the ancient civilization showed its terror, threatening the security of the world?Along the main line, Sanders saw the shadows of Nan Madol and Ponapei Island. After comparing them, he was very sure that the blueprint of the underwater city in this book was the ruins of Nan Madol, to be precise. The civilization that the professor once mentioned is located under the ruins of Nan Madol.

Just as he was studying it carefully, a piece of paper fell from the book.

It is not accurate to say that it is a piece of paper. This piece of paper looks like it was torn from a certain book. The torn marks are uneven. It seems that the person who did the damage didn't have much patience.

It's a pity that Sanders couldn't make out the content on the paper. The characters on it were square and square, and they didn't belong to the Indo-European language family. In comparison, these characters were more like the characters of the Sino-Tibetan language family.

Staring at the paper in his hand, Sanders walked out of the bookshelf helplessly, sat at the discussion table provided by the library, and waited for others to meet.

lisa character card

Lisa, student, 24 years old

Female, hometown Zhuhai, now living in Brisbane

Era: Modern Gamer: Manual Control

STR55CON60SIZ70DEX50

APP85INT75POW70EDU85

DB:+1D4Build:1MOV:7Luck:65

HP:13/13San:70/99MP:14/14

---------fighting---------

斗殴85%(42/17),伤害1D3+DB

Dodge 25% (12/5)

---------Skill---------

Credit Rating 10% ​​(5/2)

Fighting: Brawling 85% (42/17)

History 70% (35/14)

Language: English 51% (25/10)

Language: Japanese 41% (20/8)

Mother tongue: Chinese 85% (42/17)

Library usage 85% (42/17)

Listen to 80% (40/16)

Natural History 50% (25/10)

Persuasion 60% (30/12)

Scouting 75% (37/15)

--------background story--------

Personal description: A tall girl with very long hair, even though she is over 170, she still likes high heels.Wearing headphones all the year round, the eye shadow is sometimes exaggerated, but I can’t see it when I wear glasses

Thoughts and Beliefs: Occult Enthusiast, History Graduate

important person: mother

A place of extraordinary significance: a cat cafe in Guangzhou and its surrounding stores (keen to buy all kinds of scenery, but the domestic rooms are full of dead houses, but the rooms in Australia are very normal)

precious things: money

Trait: Poverty coexists with the trait of loving to buy figurines, resulting in being poor all the time

Wounds and scars: There is a five-centimeter gash in the mouth

An outgoing and curious 24-year-old single girl, she has never been in a relationship since she was born and blocked all the men who confessed to her, causing her family to doubt her sexual orientation (although she is very straight, she can't find a favorite appearance in her age group , decided to look for a partner after the age of 40, uncle control).A graduate student in the Department of History, a member of a mysterious society, adores Professor Harrington and is keen to learn about historical customs and mysterious anecdotes around the world.

--------belongings--------

handbook, lots of pens

cash

Lipstick

umbrella

mobile phone and power bank

headphones

---------assets---------

Living standard: standard consumption level: 100

Cash: 150

Rent a single room in a two-bedroom house for $175 a week

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two "books"

When Michael walked to the table empty-handed, everyone had already gathered, and there were two books spread out on the table, to be precise, it was a book and a strange piece of paper.

At this time, Lisa and Johanna are lying on the edge of the paper, discussing and writing something in a blank notebook. It seems that they are translating the question on the paper. The square above the paper is Chinese. , and among the group of people, only these two international students can read Chinese.

Despite the fact that Eve can also speak Chinese, she took Chinese as a second language in high school and continued until college.However, her level is really unable to support her to read and understand traditional characters, let alone translate.

The problem Lisa encountered was similar. Although she was able to read traditional characters smoothly with years of experience in reading comics, how to translate the content into English gave her a particularly headache. Fortunately, her roommate Johanna is an IELTS [-] Great God, otherwise, a group of people would just be disappointed.

At this time, Eve was also joining in the fun, pointing out one or two characters that she could recognize with her poor Chinese level from time to time, showing a long-lost happy smile.

Sanders waved to Michael and said, "Girls, they have all read that piece of Chinese paper, so let's look through this old book that doesn't even have a cover."

Following Sanders' waving hand, Michael saw that he had reserved a seat for himself, so he sat next to Sanders, and the two of them got together and looked through the worn-out book.

Not to mention the cover, the biggest problem with this book may be its age and the paper that has not been well protected and has become fragile. The paper that has become almost brittle makes Sanders feel that he only needs to use a little force. It will turn into yellow-brown dust.

Many parts of the book written in English are blurred due to yellowing, and the original printing seems to be not good. The text in many places is skewed, and some places even appear to be overprinted.

After careful identification, it can be barely seen that this book is written by a captain, Abona Izegil Hogg, which is similar to a travelogue, and it also looks like a long-form news report.

The ship the captain was driving was named Kingsport, and he sailed to the South Pacific with his crew, and for some reason began to explore the islands of the South Pacific.

In this book, which records all kinds of information obtained from the islanders, Sanders stopped at a certain page after hastily flipping through it, which describes the worship of a certain humanoid creature living in the ocean and how to carry it out. Description of ritual activities.

"Do you see that this description is a bit similar to the sacrificial ceremony held by the islanders on Pohnpei Island that Captain John witnessed?" Sanders elbowed Michael beside him, and got an impatient look.

Michael rubbed his sore arm, full of complaints about why this guy was so strong: "I don't see it as fast as you, wait for me to think about it... well, what you said makes sense, although there are many discrepancies in the details , but generally speaking, the main process of the two sacrificial ceremonies is the same, so you mean that the islanders of Ponapei Island also worship this kind of thing that lives in water? This... deep diver?"

"I think it should be," Sanders' fingers slid across some passages, and the profane ritual described in it is hard to think of other worship rituals, "In fact, the following content makes me dizzy and nauseous. "

Michael browsed backwards along Sanders' fingers. Without illustrations, he weirdly imagined some kind of scary monster with a fish head and a human body through words, but in some respects he was more like an enlarged version of an upright frog.

His body was a strange dark green, like some kind of moss growing in the shadows, and his belly was bluish white like a fish.His body was covered in slippery slime, but his back had scaly bumps.

The face of this monster has huge protruding eyeballs that cannot be closed, and there are constantly quivering gills around his neck, in which white foam is constantly oozing out and being sucked in.There are translucent webs on his hands and feet, which make them flexible and impossible to catch in the water.

Frightened by the description of the book and his own imagination, Michael pushed away the table and stood up in a panic, yelling in a low voice: "This kind of monster is really ridiculous, it definitely doesn't exist in reality, this book must be a certain book It's just a fantasy novel that doesn't sell well."

"I hope so too." Sanders spread his hands. "If this is true, my worldview is probably going to undergo a devastating subversion and reshaping, and you can continue to read the following content."

Out of the dark side of his heart, Sanders turned the book to a page at the back, which recorded something that Michael would definitely not accept.

As if bewitched, Michael read the follow-up content honestly despite being quite frightened: "...um, that is to say, the islanders who worship deep divers on the island have formed a strange sect ... Well, they participate in the sacrificial ceremony, and then with the deep divers... wait!"

Michael, who was starting to stutter, clicked on some content in the book, and exclaimed in a low voice with some collapse: "Don't they have reproductive isolation! Or is it that the deep diver has such a curious face but still belongs to the category of human beings?" ?"

"Should I lament that the point of your complaint is a bit strange, or should I point out that the key point is in the second half of the page?" Sanders had a malicious smile on his face, admiring Michael's confused expression.

However, he quickly said seriously: "Look at the following content, if Hogg is not writing any fantasy horror novels, and all these are real events, then his words are obviously telling us that some The sailors who lived on this island converted to this belief. This kind of sailor will follow the ship to go all over the world. Presumably this belief has also appeared in the dark corners of various countries with them. I just don’t know if there is a similar belief in Australia Order of the Deep Ones."

"Could it be that the recent sudden death incident was a sacrificial act by the religious order that worships the deep divers?" Michael thought casually, "This kind of mysterious incident is not a Chinese cabbage on the street, it will appear frequently. Connect the strange phenomenon Get up and think about what I think is reasonable."

"It's possible, but the captain's account doesn't seem to mention that the members of this order have the ability to make people die suddenly." Sanders retorted casually, "But in a place where we don't know about other mysterious existences at all. Under the circumstances, it shouldn’t be a problem to think about it this way.”

Just when Michael and Sanders were discussing in a low voice, Lisa suddenly patted the desk in front of them: "Hey, the content has been translated, and there is very powerful content."

When the two raised their heads, they saw a notebook with deletions, deletions and changes standing in front of them. Many words were arranged in a strange order, but fortunately they could still understand the meaning.

"This is the result of your one hour?" Michael took the notebook and placed it between himself and Sanders, and the two got together again.

Gatanotoya

", imprisoned under the sunken continent, in the mountains of Yadis-go...no one knows his form, he was brought to earth before the appearance of man, from Pluto...the one who looked straight at Ghatanothoa would be petrified and become an immovable mummy, so that no one could live to describe his face... Even his replicas, such as statues or pictures, can also petrify people..."

Following the notes, Sanders read out the content in a low voice. His voice was full of confusion, as if he was facing an insoluble puzzle. After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Don't you think this passage is Is the logic weird?"

"Is it strange?" Lisa leaned forward and stared at the content, "Isn't it just describing a terrible monster?"

Sanders shook his head, pointed to a few words and explained one by one: "First of all, if Ghatanothoa was brought to Earth and imprisoned before humans appeared, then what creature imprisoned him? I don't believe it. The existence of gods, but it is impossible to imagine that some kind of prehistoric creature can do such things as imprisonment. And how did the person who wrote this note know about the situation of Ghatanotoya, since this is a bird that only needs to be straight If he is alive, I don't think any researchers can conduct any research activities on him. In fact, all these contradictions are due to Ghatanothoa's petrification ability. If only Anyone who sees him will be petrified, so who carved the so-called Ghatanotoya sculpture? Could it be that Ghatanotoya carved it himself? Then is there any evidence to prove that the so-called sculpture can petrify people? ?If the sculpture and Ghatanothoa appear in the same place, then no one can tell whether it is Ghatanothoa or his sculpture that caused the petrification. If the sculpture appears in a place far away from Ghatanothoa, then What kind of creature can take the sculpture away from Ghatanothoa without being petrified? What's more, this mysterious creature is in the deep sea..."

"Stop!" Lisa made a pause gesture, "I think it's better not to delve into this kind of problem. If it's true, then maybe there are intelligent creatures other than humans that can just be Ghatanothoa and not be petrified. , After all, even with the ability to petrify, it is normal for some abnormal creatures to appear? If it is fake, then this is just a third-rate fantasy horror novel, so why bother to investigate further?"

"Actually, I tend to think that the so-called Ghatanotoya is real, and his statue really has this effect." Michael suddenly joined the conversation, and what he said left Lisa dumbfounded.

"I thought you were a die-hard rationalist?"

"If the mysterious phenomenon is proved by evidence and the logic is complete, then I can accept the mysterious event." Michael shrugged, "Look at the description of the petrification phenomenon in the note, I think the meaning of this passage refers to the so-called Petrification does not mean turning a living person into a stone state, but losing the ability to move, and the body becomes rigid and solidified, making it impossible to move. You can see in the notes that the tissues and organs of a petrified person are completely solidified and lose their vitality."

Looking at the paragraph Michael pointed out, Sanders wondered: "Do you know any additional information, otherwise I don't think this description has any support for the inference."

Michael nodded incredulously, and went on to elaborate: "I met my poor roommate and a kind police officer in the morgue of the police station the other day, presumably to save me from the same harm, and the officer reminded me Don't go out at night, and he mentioned that all the internal organs of the sudden death are in a strange state of atrophy, and the color is grayish white. To be honest, isn't this phenomenon reminiscent of petrification?"

Several people who heard his words shivered, and Lisa raised her head tremblingly, like a student in an elementary school class: "So, the silent death of my downstairs neighbor can be explained, Just looking at the statue won't cause much movement. Of course, I firmly believe that even...even if it is really petrified, it must be the function of the sculpture? It is impossible for Gata Notoya to come to our side for a tour in person Right?"

Sanders sighed, feeling his temples swell and ache: "No matter what the reason is, I think we have to avoid sudden death, right? The only question is, why do sudden deaths happen at night? If you want to see statues, then It should be fine during the day, too.”

"Even if the sculpture can make people petrified, the sudden death is definitely not caused by a statue floating in the air, right? That is to say, there must be a 'person' behind the statue. To avoid being discovered or being caught Isn't it reasonable to choose night action?" Johanna interjected.

Eve walked to the table and made a gesture of pressing down: "Everyone, everyone, stop making unfounded speculation for a while. Why don't we pay attention to the second half of the content?"

After being reminded by Eve, the eyes of others naturally shifted to the second half of the notes.

The difference between the introduction of Ghatanotoya in the first half is that the second half is more like introducing some kind of religious ceremony. Needless to say, the last step is to throw the specially carved stone directly into the water. , it looks anticlimactic, and the requirements seem to be extremely harsh.

"The prerequisite for the success of this so-called deep diver contact technique is that there are deep divers nearby? That is to say, we have to find a random place by the sea and throw a stone into the sea, but pray that there are deep divers living nearby? It's too difficult, the ocean is so big, who knows where the deep divers live? The probability is like throwing a stone from the top of the building, and the stone must hit the leader of a specific country Go." Lisa wrinkled her nose complainingly, disapproving of the deep diver's contact technique.

However, Sanders and Michael's faces were a little dignified. They placed the books in their hands in the middle of the table, and briefly described what they read to others in a low voice.

"Now my question is, besides the admiration for these sea creatures, is there anything else these crew members have brought to the world, such as juvenile deep divers or mixed-breed deep divers?" Sanders rubbed his forehead road.

Silence permeated the crowd, even the most talkative Lisa didn't know what to say at this time, so she could only smile.

"By the way, what is a specially carved stone?" Saunders asked.

Lisa put the original slip of paper in the middle of the table: "There is no picture on it, but according to the content, I think the pattern or content carved on the stone is likely to be on the next page, but this note looks like something A page from a self-printed book, I don't think it's an official publication."

Johanna and Eve on the other side of the table showed a look of agreement, and it seemed that this conclusion was reached after the three of them discussed it.

Sanders reviewed the content again, and said with a final word: "That's all for the results in the morning. There is still a while before we go to Professor Harrington's place. Let's check out this book from the library and take it with us in the afternoon." Book to see the professor. We will be free for the few hours between now, and if you have any arrangements, please feel free to do so."

"OK, Lisa and I plan to go to the city at noon, and go shopping while eating." Johanna took Lisa's hand.

Michael scratched his messy hair: "I'll stay in the library and read, and I'll go directly to the professor to wait for you in the afternoon."

"Then I'll borrow books, and I'll come to the library after dinner." Sanders raised the book in his hand, and clipped the note back into the pages.

Eve slumped her shoulders and said with a sad face: "I slept too late last night, and now I can't open my eyes. I'll go home and catch up on sleep. Sanders, can you give me a call 10 minutes earlier?" Phone, I'm afraid I'll oversleep."

"no problem."

A phone call

The skin of the woman in the mirror was abnormally pale, without a trace of blood. On the contrary, her fair face showed dark blue blood vessels that looked like cold-blooded creatures.Her lips were no longer like rose petals, and the purple ash leaking from the inside made her look like a patient who was not recovering from a serious illness. Her dull eyes stared at the mirror without focus, as if staring at her own face.

After a while, she mechanically took out the concealer. The thick cream covered the blue blood vessels, but made her face more monotonous. The thick foundation covered it, making her look like a Japanese geisha.

She picked out the red lip liner that had been left unused for a long time from the dressing table to outline the lip line that was covered by the foundation, and put on an orange lipstick to neutralize the dark purple on the lips.

Dark eye shadow covered the ends of her eyes, and her slightly raised eyebrows made her look even more inhumane. The large area of ​​bronze powder saved her pale face, but the dull eyes destroyed the overall state of the face.

When she grinned, revealing her neat and white teeth, she found that this makeup did not make her look any better.Annoyed, she dropped the innocent shadow plate on the ground, and the powder in the plate was torn apart, with several deep cracks intermingled with cobweb-like fine cracks.

Realizing that her face is more like a Halloween "ghost" than going to work or meeting friends, Eve covers her face in frustration and stops looking in the mirror.

The light mobile phone rang suddenly, diluting the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Hello, Eve? It's almost time to start making preparations. Let's meet at the door of Professor Harrington's office later." Sanders' voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm." Eve replied sullenly, but Sanders didn't seem to notice anything amiss, or in other words, this slight ailment was attributed to the emotions of just getting up, and was ignored by Sanders.

Eve's originally slender fingers stretched even longer now, with distinct joints like arthropods, nails with inconspicuous bends, but visibly thickened, the tips of the whitened nails were like metal blades, twitching nervously from time to time, the nails Draw a white mark on the back of the phone case.

The patterns on the back of her fair hands that were supposed to last for two or three weeks had all faded away.

At some point, her eyes looked straight through the gap between her fingers at the empty void in front of her.Suddenly, a pair of translucent membranes covered her eyeballs from bottom to top and then retracted to her eyes. No one in the empty room noticed Eve's strange appearance.

A moment, or a few minutes later, Eve got up silently and calmly, and put on a heavy coat. A striped scarf was wrapped several times around her slender neck to cover her chin, and a pair of leather gloves completely covered her hands. Sunglasses hid dull eyes.

***

A few hours ago, Eve made a phone call, and it was George who answered the phone, and in the first few minutes of the conversation, he sounded like a normal person, even a gentle personality, with a pleasing voice ordinary people.

However, after the two got to know each other for a period of time, when Eve told the reason for her calling and the strange dream she had during this time, George suddenly fell silent. Within a minute or two, he kept quiet, even It made Eve mistakenly think that the communication line was short.

"Don't you have any guesses about your current situation?" George's voice suddenly became frivolous and mocking, "Didn't you become more and more relaxed in the dream, didn't you see your companion walking with you in the dream, did you Don't you feel more and more inspired by Him, don't you start praying to Him, praying for eternal peace!"

Then, a maniacal laughter came from the phone, like a demonic temptation: "Ha...hahahahaha...' We will swim to the edge of the looming reef in the sea, then dive into the black abyss, into the towering Countless pillars, the majestic Ihasre. From now on, surrounded by wonder and glory, we will live forever in the land of the deep diver. (From "The Shadow of Innsmouth")'I Poor little brother, he foolishly rejected the miracle bestowed by the gods with his life, but we, we are still alive, and we can meet again in that mysterious country...haha..."

Eve slammed the phone down on the ground, and the soft carpet saved the phone's life. The continuous laughter still came from the receiver unscrupulously, echoing in the small bedroom.

The laughter pierced through Eve's hands covering her ears, piercing her ears continuously, making her turn blue and out of breath.Eve opened her mouth wide in panic, but she couldn't hear her own voice. In fact, her ear-piercing scream burst out for a moment, startling the crows outside the window, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.

Soon, Eve fell into an uncontrollable panic. She curled up on the corner of the bed, trembling in cold sweat, and whispered softly. She couldn't tell when the laughter stopped, but she knew My body and my heart are changing with the crazy words of that lunatic.

***

In the afternoon, at the gate of Building 32 in the school, five members of the investigation team stood looking at each other:

Michael was wearing a chicken nest head, and he was wearing a down jacket that he hadn't changed since he met him, but he was wearing a pair of loose cropped pants underneath.

Instead of his usual plaid or white shirt, Sanders wore a gray T-shirt over slim-fit jeans and a light, long-sleeved jacket.

Lisa wore a jump 50th anniversary cooperation T-shirt with a print of the demon fox Tibetan horse, loose jeans, and a gray-green windbreaker jacket tied around her waist.

Johanna is wearing a white T-shirt with Mickey Mouse's face on it, black jeans, and the same gray-green jacket on the upper body.

The only thing that seemed a little different from everyone else was Eve who went home at noon. Although Michael was also dressed thickly, he was not a normal person and was not considered.But Eve, as a normal person, actually wore a heavy coat and a striped scarf in the almost [-]-degree winter, which almost covered her mouth tightly.

The sunglasses frame covered half of the face on the bridge of the nose, and with the scarf underneath, Eve's entire face was basically only the tip of the nose exposed to the air.

After a moment of silence, Lisa asked cautiously, "Eve, are you... cold?"

As soon as Lisa said this, she felt embarrassed. What do you mean you are cold? It doesn't sound like you care or want to flirt. It is very difficult to even say something casually.

Sure enough, Eve just smiled in a low voice and didn't answer.

Sanders patted Eve on the shoulder: "I haven't seen you all this afternoon, do you have a cold?"

"No, allergic, uncomfortable." Eve's voice muffled through the scarf. As soon as she said this, everyone stopped worrying about her dress, and Eve himself was a little relieved.

Expedition team

"Professor, we are really curious about your experience on Pohnpei Island. Are the appalling contents in those documents true? Did the expedition team find relevant clues and evidence of the existence of strange paganism on the island? Is the curse real?" Eve stood anxiously in the office, questions popped up one after another, and she couldn't see her former calmness at all.

Sanders looked at Eve worriedly. She had become different from the morning. It was only a few hours later, but she seemed to have changed.

Even though she wore sunglasses on her face, she still couldn't hide Eve's restless expression. Her face was so pale that even the thick foundation couldn't hide it. In the warm office, her body seemed to be still shaking slightly. She didn't know whether it was cold or fear.

The office was quiet, except for Eve's slight panting. The professor stared at the teacup in front of him as if in a daze. The heat rose from the cup, blurring the professor's face, making him look a little illusory.

A few minutes later, the professor sighed and looked at Eve: "Eve, I don't know why you care so much about what I saw and heard on Pohnpei Island, but you are right to ask, we are on the island Everything I saw was really unusual."

Under everyone's gaze, the professor recalled the time on the island. He seemed to have returned to the days when he was still on the expedition team, on the sparsely populated Pohnpei Island, although the island became a tourist attraction. The acceptance of the outside world has improved a lot, but this improved situation is not the same in every part of the island.

The small island is almost split into two groups that do not communicate with each other. Most of the islanders have integrated into the convenient modern life. They use English to communicate with tourists, open large and small tourist souvenir shops, and show off There is an ancient legend on this island that is not known to be true.

And a small group of people who are completely different from them stick to the traditions from their ancestors, and they don't even know any of English, Japanese or German (Pohnpei was colonized by Japan and Germany for a while).

These small number of "natives" on the island are not just outsiders, they are even unwilling to contact the islanders who also live on the island.

Fortunately, the inspection team found an interesting businessman who was responsible for purchasing all kinds of resources that the aborigines lacked, but at the same time was keen to welcome foreign tourists, so he was fluent in English and was a rare person on the island who had a good relationship with the aborigines. Nice islander.

He didn't seem very willing to convey the dialogue between the expedition team and the indigenous people, and he seemed very afraid of the research goals of the expedition team. What's even more weird, he quickly showed his resistance to the expedition team and the unknown existence. of fear.

The members of the expedition team have never believed in occultism, and they are also very familiar with this kind of secretive appearance of the locals. They don't care about the attitude of translation, and focus their research on objective facts rather than folklore.

The investigation progressed smoothly. Although the islanders' mouths were as hard to pry open as clam shells, they only confided in one or two sentences, and several words actually played a key role in the progress of the investigation.

Soon, someone in the expedition team proposed to conduct on-the-spot exploration of the Nanmadur ruins to learn about that lost civilization.At the same time, he also proposed a deeper exploration of the South Madol Sea. The young investigator pointed out that when the ruins are stacked, the older ruins are always located in a deeper position.

Many people in the team supported his opinion. In the eyes of the members of the investigation team, the real relics are much more reliable than the dictation of the islanders as circumstantial evidence. The relics will not deceive, and they silently stated more for real history.

Although I have seen the ruins of Nanmadur in countless text pictures and video materials, the actual buildings I saw are even more amazing, whether it is rough rocks or countless seawater erosion over time. The traces, overlapping shellfish and the faintly visible carving marks on the relic stones all made the expedition team some places that had never been visited in the field.