Chapter 1163: Cthulhu Sauce

"Where is the boss? Where did he go?" Gu Yunxi was about to leave, seeing that there was only Demon Ziyan behind the counter, she asked curiously.

In the morning, she and Jiang Wanshang found a mission card in the leisure mode of the Tower of Trial, which rewarded a lot of holographic equipment use time.

In other words, as long as you are lucky enough, it is not impossible to immerse yourself in the virtual world every day.

It is a pity for many customers that only the use time of the reward can be superimposed, and the four-hour basic use time is reset and refreshed every day.

"The boss should be using the holographic device right now. Are you looking for something to do with him?" Yao Ziyan answered Gu Yunxi's question.

"It's nothing, but I feel a little curious to see that the boss is not here." Gu Yunxi was a little embarrassed.

"By the way, did you participate in that competition?" Yao Ziyan smiled, not paying attention.

"Competition? Sister Ziyan, you are talking about the Go game, right." Gu Yunxi's expression is of course, "Go, it feels really boring, I will definitely not participate anyway."

This is also the opinion of most students of the four major academies on Go. It is boring and boring. Not everyone can have the patience to sit quietly for an hour for a game.

"It feels a bit boring." Jiang Wanshang also joined the conversation. "I asked those friends who participated in the game. Each round takes a long time."

According to her prediction, this game will take a long time from start to finish.

Yao Ziyan smiled, and looked outside the store—night had fallen—with some emotion in his words: "It's dark again, I feel like time is passing fast."

"It's like this every day, Sister Ziyan, let's go first." Gu Yunxi smiled and said goodbye, and disappeared into the dark rain with Jiang Wanshang.

At this time, the business hours are approaching end, and the customers in the store are leaving one after another, which seems quite lively for a while.

"Sister, what are you going to do tonight?" Yao Ziyue leaned over with a smile.

"I didn't think about it, do you have any recommendations?" Yao Ziyan saw through her heart at a glance.

"I just found a very interesting food in the cooking tutorial. Sister, you will try it later, and the boss will definitely like it." Yao Ziyue vowed.

Luo Chuan wandered around the street for a while, and suddenly thought of the mask he had thrown on the sofa when he left, and decided to go back and take a look before leaving.

Judging from the expression that the man took out at the end, it should be something with special effects, and he could feel the weird aura from it.

Luochuan was not short of money, so he ordered a magical car that looked very luxurious and sat in with the envy of pedestrians.

"Where do the guests want to go?" The driver of the magic car is a middle-aged man with no special appearance, meticulously dressed, with a professional smile on his face.

"Um..." Luo Chuan was stunned, he now realized that he didn't know the specific location of the coffee shop in Saintia, "I will give you directions."

The magic car stopped steadily. After paying the fare, Luo Chuan pushed the door to leave, and breathed out gently. The feeling of being down to earth really was the best.

After crossing a few streets, the surrounding environment became deserted again. Pushing open the crimson door, Luo Chuan walked into the store.

Chimera was still lying on the ground, and she didn't even bother to pay attention to it this time, she just opened her eyes slightly to look at Luochuan, and then closed her eyes again.

On the surface of its body, there is a layer of **** brilliance that is difficult to see. According to Luo Chuan's guess, this should be digesting the energy in the **** spar.

Turning his gaze to the sofa, the weird black mask was still lying there quietly, unchanged from the scene when he left before.

Luo Chuan sat down on the sofa and took the mask in his hand. The surface was rough and it felt like tree bark.

How about... put it on?

With curiosity, Luo Chuan put the mask on his face and watched his eyes gradually turn into two irregular holes in his eye sockets, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

From an angle that he could not see, the dark red lines on the surface of the mask squirmed slowly like life, and a faint black mist rose.

In Luochuan's perception, he felt a slight change in his spirit, and the scene before him had changed, as if an unfamiliar consciousness had descended.

Luo Chuan felt like he was watching a holographic movie. The only drawback was that his eyes seemed to be covered with a faint blood.

The coffee shop has been replaced with a weird space similar to the chaotic universe, so lonely, all you can feel is unknown and crazy.

The comfort of the sofa reminds Luo Chuan that he is still in the coffee shop, so the current situation is through the mask, he has a connection with some horrible existence.

It seemed that Luochuan was sensed, and the boundless black mist gushed out of nothingness. It was a shadow that was purer than the darkness, and chaotic chattering also sounded.

If ordinary magicians hear this, they will be ecstatic, they can comprehend the knowledge of taboos, and at the same time, this knowledge will also make them into a state of madness. This is the price of contacting taboos.

Cthulhu's chatter fell in Luo Chuan's ears, and it turned into noise, which could only make him feel upset.

"It's noisy." Luo Chuan frowned.

The impact that surpassed the order and could not be observed hits the black fog with the mask as the medium, and it suddenly surging violently, and the harsh screams replaced the babble.

When most of the black mist receded, the existence that was enveloped in it revealed his true face. It was like a dark cloud, shrinking like a breath.

When the cloud cluster appeared, the more weird and distorted aura instantly dissipated into the entire space, where light and dark alternated, as if thunder was flickering.

Luo Chuan was puzzled, he had never seen such a scene before.

Judging by the current situation, the weird “cloud” in front of him should be the only existence in this space, but it looks a little unfriendly.

At the same time, a bold guess was born in his heart. This existence beyond ordinary concepts should be the so-called **** in this world.

Perhaps becoming a Cthulhu may be more appropriate.

By the way, I asked about a system that had no sense of existence recently, and the system also gave an accurate answer: "Currently, the original divine life in the universe has the ability to communicate."

Just as Luo Chuan was thinking about what to do in his heart, a bright brilliance tentacles that were constantly changing between the entity and the fog stretched out from the dark clouds.

Some hesitations, as if in fear, came to Luochuan after struggling again and again.

It is not an extended length in the ordinary sense. It has surpassed the concept of space. To be precise, in this weird chaotic space, any rules in the ordinary sense have been distorted.

What does it mean to let yourself touch?