Apostle of Cthulhu

It was late at night, and the agreed time had arrived.

Siwei returned to the reef of the lighthouse with a dozen beers bought from the dock bar.

It seemed that there was no crying at the dock tonight because of the agreement between Siwei and Celia. But this was not a good thing. If someone came to investigate out of curiosity like the guy who didn't know his own limits last night, he might bump into the scene of him meeting the mermaid.

However, the time limit did not allow Siwei to think too much. He carefully stepped over the slippery reef and stayed at the agreed place.

Celia leaned against the reef, looking at the full moon reflected on the sea level, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Miss Celia," Siwei looked over the reef and saw Celia's long hair, and reminded her, "I'm here."

Startled, Celia turned back and saw Siwei leaning against the black reef with a dozen beers in his hand.

"You're here!" There was a surprise in her words, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

It was just early morning, and it had only been an hour since the workers left the dock. Is this the "long wait" in the mermaid culture?

Si Wei handed the beer to Celia, who was full of joy. The clean moonlight made her delicate face more holy, but unfortunately this mermaid lady liked to drink...

Prying open the bottle cap with her hand, Celia took a big sip of beer without caring about her image. Her posture even made Si Wei wonder if this guy had learned this "rough" way of drinking in the bar.

"Wow!" After drinking half a bottle of nearly 300 milliliters of wine, Celia breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the liquid from her mouth with her arm, and showed a satisfied smile, "The wine here is still the best! It's a pity that no one has brought me wine during this period, so I can only trouble you."

Si Wei said it was nothing, and this dozen beers were just the most common strong beers in the bar. If you really talk about the price, it's not expensive.

If Celia was only willing to drink the high-end red wine that Miss El drank, Siwei might not even come to keep the appointment tonight.

That stuff is not something that ordinary people can afford. He had just paid off the foreign debt of 500,000 lems not long ago, and Egbert did not give any activity funds, so where would the money come from to support the high consumption of this "stranger".

While Celia was drinking beer contentedly, Siwei asked: "Anyway, I bought the wine for you, do you mind answering a few questions for me?"

Celia is the kind of person who can accept whatever you say as long as you arrange her to her satisfaction, "Okay! Ask, I will tell you everything I know."

"So, do you know the city of Haleiya?"

This is the point that Siwei cares about most. If what he saw in the dream is indeed the memory of Augustan, then Celia is probably not fabricated out of thin air, and perhaps she is really a survivor of the doomsday in the city of Haleiya.

If people who choose destruction become fallen on the spot, then those who choose to adapt will become blessed creatures like Celia?

"Halaya City?" Contrary to Siwei's expectation, Celia looked confused when she heard this term, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Don't know?

Siwei frowned and asked another question, "Where do you live? Don't tell me that the ocean is so big that home is everywhere."

"What do you mean?" Celia's pretty face was a little red, and she argued angrily, "Don't make me sound like a homeless person! There is a passage under the sea nearby that is just right for me to pass through. As long as I swim along that passage, I can reach my home."

"What does your home look like?" Siwei asked everything clearly, just like checking the household registration.

Fortunately, Celia had beer to accompany her, otherwise she would have sprayed seawater all over Siwei's face, "My house is big, it's a big underwater city! As for whether it is the city of Halaya you mentioned, I don't know. After all, when we all woke up, no one had any memory."

The original residents of the city of Halaya forgot the memory of the Halaya period?

Is this what He said about adaptation? Not only to adapt to the environment, but also to the times.

If someone still remembers the rapid progress of industrial skills in the Halaya period, it may affect the current era and cause some unpredictable things to happen.

This is just Siwei's own prediction. Before he gets strong enough evidence to support it, he can't confirm his thoughts.

However, from Celia's mouth, he learned some more interesting facts, "You? In other words, there are more than one mermaid living in the underwater city?"

Celia nodded, "We woke up about a hundred years ago, right? Of course, it's calculated according to your calendar. But I'm the only one who can pass through that channel, so only I can connect with your world."

Why?

This was the confusion that Siwei had after listening to Celia's words.

First, why did He ask the people of Halaya to adapt or perish, and then lock up the residents who chose to adapt in the city of Halaya.

Second, why was Celia the only one who could come out? What was different about her?

At the moment when this confusion lingered in his mind, Siwei remembered something that was crucial and theoretically impossible, but it did happen.

That is, before he left the dream, Celia grabbed his hand and called out a person's name.

Curtis Brandt.

Why? When the Haleiya civilization existed, Curtis Brandt could not even be born. Why did Celia call out her name?

And why did she call out to herself?

Was he controlling someone's body in his dream? But neither the little girl nor Benche had doubted their gender.

This confusion deeply troubled Siwei.

It was like an unsolvable puzzle. Without a key to guide him, it was impossible to find the answer.

Celia tilted her head. The bright moonlight made her cheeks look even more red.

But she was very sober and naturally noticed Siwei's abnormality. She could see that Siwei was troubled by some problem, but she herself had lost her memory of the past and really didn't know how to solve Siwei's confusion.

Celia herself was confused about her situation, so she chose to use alcohol to numb these troubles.

In silence, she shook her head and did not disturb Si Wei's thinking process.

The only thing she could do was to answer what Si Wei wanted to know.