Looking at Zhao Yanyan who dared to stay in the same room with her after knowing her identity, Miss Cthulhu narrowed her eyes.
"You wouldn't do that. Although I don't know what you're planning, your respect for Chen Ziyan isn't fake.”
Zhao Yanyan stomped her feet so hard that her legs, which were trembling from fear, went numb. Then, she gave a stiff smile and said,
"Oh? How do you know I won't kill you? After all, I am a god, and he, Chen Ziyan, is just a mortal.”
After hearing Zhao Yanyan's words, Miss Cthulhu revealed a playful smile, then sat on the bed and looked at Zhao Yanyan.
The 1.6-meter tall Zhao Yanyan was still a little short compared to the 1.7-meter tall Zhao Yanyan, and she looked even more petite when she sat on the bed.
However, Miss Cthulhu's aura was as if she was sitting in her own temple and looking down at Zhao Yanyan.
"Oh ~"
Zhao Yanyan let out a small cry as she felt the aura of the vast ocean. The air seemed to have thickened.
Then, she bit the tip of her tongue hard and forced herself to calm down.
After all, this person might be his love rival. If he gave in to his love rival, wouldn't he lose? Even a golden retriever wouldn't lose like this.
"Hahahahaha, not bad."
Just as Zhao Yanyan was struggling under Cthulhu's pressure, she heard a loud laugh.
It was an elegant laugh that had abandoned everything, and it was also a hearty laugh.
Then, the pressure that was originally enveloping her like an ocean disappeared all at once.
It was as if the hundreds of kilograms of rice that he had been carrying on his back had been unloaded all at once.
When she opened her eyes, Zhao Yanyan saw Miss Cthulhu looking at her with a strange gaze.
It was like a child seeing a wonderful toy.
"On account of your performance, I'll give you a chance to ask a question.”
Miss Cthulhu, who was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, looked at Zhao Yanyan and said.
"Who is Chen Ziyan?"
Zhao Yanyan asked after a moment of silence.
After hearing Zhao Yanyan's words, Miss Cthulhu was stunned. The smile on her face froze. She knew what Zhao Yanyan meant, but it made her feel bad.
"…You should change the question.”
After a moment of silence, Miss Cthulhu said with a pained expression.
"Why?"
Zhao Yanyan asked curiously. She had thought about Cthulhu's reaction. Some were furious, some were calm, but there was no such reaction. This reaction was too strange, so she wanted an explanation.
"Hey, remember, don't try to think about it, and don't try to uncover this secret. Sometimes, secrets are good.”
Looking at Zhao Yanyan who wanted to get to the bottom of this, Miss Cthulhu felt even more pain, but she still said it earnestly.
After all, she had understood the curiosity of humans. If they were left alone, they could destroy themselves in just tens of thousands of years. If she was left alone, Cthulhu was really afraid that she would find something fatal.
If she was the only one courting death, it would be fine. However, when it came to Chen Ziyan, any change could be a disaster for the entire universe.
……
"Uncle Zhang, as usual, a bowl of wontons and some side dishes.”
Chen Ziyan, who was carrying his school bag, once again came to this familiar place. Now, his school bag was in his hand. After all, it contained his dark history.
"Alright, yo, Little Chen, you've been a lot more energetic recently. Why, have you had fewer nightmares?”
Uncle Zhang, who was standing in front of the kitchen window and making wontons, responded skillfully. Then, he looked at Chen Ziyan and said with a smile.
"Yeah, there have been fewer nightmares recently. Also, Uncle Zhang, please hurry up. I haven't eaten anything for the whole night.”
Chen Ziyan said to his elder with a smile. Every time he came here, his heart would calm down. This feeling was wonderful and beautiful.
"Alright."
Uncle Zhang's eyes were about to narrow when he saw that his nephew was much better. He was really happy for Chen Ziyan.
Looking at Uncle Zhang's busy figure, Chen Ziyan quietly opened his bag and took out the Book of Necromancy.
"Who am I?"
The problem returned to the very beginning.
Chen Ziyan asked doubtfully as his fingers caressed the cold, metallic cover of the Book of Dead Souls.
Cthulhu's words, the way the high-level creatures did things, and the strangeness of the dream were all showing that something was wrong. In fact, there were still some things, such as the Shicecover Worm...
There were too many suspicious points. They simply couldn't count them. They couldn't cut them out. It was still chaotic.
He sighed and silently opened the book.
As soon as he opened the cover, what greeted his eyes was the introduction of the Core of Origin and…his own portrait!
This portrait was like a bolt of lightning that split the darkness in Chen Ziyan's mind. All the seemingly messy clues were connected.
" That's right. The Three Pillars probably aren't qualified to make Cthulhu so afraid. Only this Primordial Core and the Shicecover Worms can do that. They're the only race that believes in this Primordial Core.”
One by one, the seemingly messy clues connected in Chen Ziyan's mind. All the fog had been resolved.
"I see, I was just…What was I doing just now?”
Just as Chen Ziyan was about to spit out the taboo name…
His expression suddenly changed, as if something had erased all his memories.
Even though his fingers were still on the metallic page, it was as if he could not see his portrait on the page.
P.S. The online class will start tomorrow. How annoying!
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