Apostle of Cthulhu

Although I don't understand the relationship between Jack and Augustan, and I don't know why Jack wants the Vandillo Tree to fully mature, but since Jack has said it, Siwei can't tear his face with him, so he can only agree.

Three days, in fact, the difference from the plan is not particularly large. He left Norris with about this much time to find the mermaid brain at the beginning.

It's just that these three days are completely idle, and there is nothing important to deal with. Siwei may have to deal with something else.

First of all, it's the collection of essays.

After separating from Jack in the bar, Siwei returned to the Pirate Hotel and returned to his room. He took the collection of essays out of his suitcase as soon as possible.

Ivana was also in Siwei's room, but she was just lying on the bed and sleeping.

She is a night walker and does not need sleep much, but this is a way to relax after all. When necessary, she can also keep her mental power active, and the power of grace will be in the fullest state.

Si Wei was deeply impressed by the previous page of the essay collection, because it was Curtis Brandt, the mother of R'lyeh culture, who was called a liar and deceived the whole world.

Even now, Si Wei did not dare to directly confirm Curtis Brandt's identity. He knew her existence in Augustan's memory and saw her in the childhood memory of the inventor Alexander Waf.

Now, she has brought the concept of missionaries to this world and even made a huge contribution to the study of R'lyeh culture.

The span of these three time nodes is not ordinary. It is a change between civilizations!

At first, Si Wei thought Curtis Brandt was a time traveler like himself, but now Si Wei is more suspicious that this woman is actually a guy with the same concept as gods, who specializes in intervening in the alternation between civilizations.

But why did the owner of this essay collection call Curtis a magician who planned a scam?

With such doubts, Si Wei turned to the next page.

As expected, the content of the next page was gradually translated into text that Si Wei could understand.

This time, the content is longer than the last time.

[How long has it been since I last wrote these things? Haha, I don’t remember clearly myself. The concept of time is vague to me. Since their existence has interfered with the basic operation of this world, many simple things have become unclear. ]

[When was the last time I saw this woman, Curtis? I have no impression at all. I only remember that this woman has a beauty that transcends this world. No other woman in my memory can compare with her. Maybe this sounds like I am her admirer... But the fact is not so. I hate her very much. ]

[In my opinion, she is like a messenger of those beings, deliberately popularizing their knowledge and existence to us, and then let us give up our previous beliefs and believe in some foreign invasion things. It’s ridiculous. ]

[Scholars outside unanimously believe that the existence of missionaries was born from the moment the real Balem Slate descended, but in fact it is not the case. The Balem Slate does not carry a virus. It is just a channel given to us by Them to identify and recognize ourselves. 】

【Real missionaries, whether Curtis Brandt appeared in front of the public or before the Balem Slate came, already existed. They were just regarded as so-called witches and wizards before and were killed. 】

【They came to our world earlier than we expected. I even suspect that our world was created by Them! 】

【Perhaps someone will read these things I wrote in the future. You may think I am crazy, but I am very sober. The closer you are to the truth, the more you will be considered a madman by the outside world. Curtis Brandt is a hidden danger to this world, but also the guardian of this world. 】

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"What is written here..." Si Wei rubbed his temple. Even if he turned to the next page, he couldn't understand the content at all. It was probably because his strength was not enough.

This book has more than nine pages. Maybe when he reaches a high sequence node in the future, he can read more pages at a time.

However, the content of this page is really confusing. It feels like a special supplement to Si Wei's worldview.

In general, it is not very helpful for Si Wei now. It is estimated that when Si Wei comes into contact with the core of this world in the future, this information will be of some use.

As for how to get in touch with the core of this world, it depends on what kind of information the other three members of the Old Parliament will share with him.

Before he had time to close the collection of essays, Si Wei heard someone knocking on his door.

Si Wei carefully put down the book, tried to suppress the sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor, came to the door, and opened it.

As soon as he opened the door, Si Wei realized that something was wrong.

Because two people who should not have any intersection stood in front of his door at the same time.

One was Siti, who seemed to have run here from Victor Mansion to find him.

The other was Jia...

Jia held Siti's hand, lowered her head and looked at Siti's face, and said to Siwei distractedly: "I found this little girl at the door of the Pirate Hotel. When I asked her, she said she was looking for you, but she didn't dare to come in, so I brought her in."

She really came to find me...

Siwei first made a gesture to keep quiet, then closed the door with his backhand, locking himself and the two of them outside.

Siti still seemed a little shy, holding Jiaya's soft palm tightly with one hand, and pinching the hem of her dress with the other hand, lowering her head, not daring to look at Siwei's face.

Today Siti wore a purple dress with her hair tied into two ponytails, delicate like a doll.

Jia's clothes have never been so eye-catching. If it weren't for her extremely beautiful face, she would not be able to control such clothes.

"Siti," Si Wei squatted in front of Siti, his eyes level with hers, "What do you want to see me for today?"

Siti bit her lower lip, looking like she wanted to speak but didn't know where to start.

Jia rubbed Siti's head, her voice was unusually gentle, "Don't be shy, this Uncle Si Wei is a person who is willing to accept any trouble."

"Uncle..." Si Wei's mouth twitched, "Do I look that old?"

Hearing this, Siti raised her little head a little bit.

"Mr. Si... Mr. Si Wei..." She tried to speak in the way Isaac did, "I... Can I ask you... to do me a favor... I... I will pay you... "

What kind of reward can a little girl give...

Si Wei asked: "What do you want me to do for you? Tell me, I will never refuse anything I can help with."

Siti gritted her teeth, "Then... that, please... stick to Isaac, he has been assassinated these days..."