Apostle of Cthulhu

In the peaceful Fulingdu, in the bonfire area.

Recently, there have been more guards in the campfire area. It seems that the frequency of crime incidents is declining significantly. However, as long as the guards are withdrawn from here one day, the incidence of crime incidents will rebound greatly.

In a flower shop in the corner of the bonfire area, an old man in his seventies hunched over and moved pots of carefully cared for flowers onto the shelves.

Every day, he selects some plants, takes them down, trims them and caressing them before putting them on the shelves.

In the bonfire area, there are very few people who are willing to buy flowers from him, because everyone is very poor, who has the heart to use life-saving money to buy decorative items?

Perhaps, sometimes, when a man working outside comes back and gives his wife some wages, they will come to buy a bouquet of the cheapest flowers from him.

They don't need flower pots, just a dirty soda bottle and rainwater from the ditch are enough for them to feed the flowers.

The old man's asking price will never exceed the market price. Depending on the customer's clothes, he will lower the price and sell to others at the price that most satisfies the customer.

Where his living expenses come from, no one knows, and no one cares.

Everyone is more concerned about whether they can survive the next day. Who cares about how a lonely old man in the bonfire area survived?

Even if he picked up trash to eat and extorted money from others, it had nothing to do with them.

After placing all the flowers on the shelves, the old man smiled with satisfaction, tapped his slightly stinging back, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The afternoon sun penetrates into the store through the facade and the leaves of the plants at the door.

Sitting in front of the checkout counter, the old man picked up an old newspaper from who knows how many years ago and looked at it with relish. There was a cigarette in his mouth. He really looked like an ordinary lonely old man.

aphrodisiac~

The doorbell rang, and the old man raised his head and looked at the first customer of the day, "Hello, welcome to my flower shop. Is there anything you want to buy?"

With a smile on his face, Qiao walked up to the old man and said, "Flower shop? They all look good. Unfortunately...these flowers are not what I want to buy."

The old man was stunned for a moment. He was thinking about the meaning of Qiao's words, but... when he stared at Qiao's face carefully, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he remembered who this young man standing in front of him was.

"You...you are the No. 1 test subject?"

The corner of Qiao's mouth curled up, and the false gentle smile just now was no longer in her eyes, replaced by the disgust of the morning, "I'm sorry, Curtis Brandt gave me a name. My name is Qiao now." · Rupert, not your damn prototype number one!”

The old man was a little panicked. He didn't understand what Joe wanted to do when he came to him at this time. "You... what do you want to do? The Academy of Life Sciences has been disbanded, and I am no longer the Ramirez you used to know. Dodge, if you come to me now, you won't get anything!"

Stretching out his right hand, Joe shook his index finger, "No, you have a lot of things in your mind that I want to know. So there is no need for you to be so presumptuous, Mr. Dodge. To be honest, people from the Academy of Life Sciences still know There aren’t many left, but as long as you are willing to use your brain, you can still find some clues.”

Ramirez swallowed and looked at Joe with fear and timidity, "You...what exactly do you want to do?"

"I can't find the other people in your School of Life Sciences," Joe's voice suddenly turned cold, and he leaned forward, almost touching his nose in Ramirez's face, "They... are already dead. Yet?"

Ramirez was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground, "I...I don't know!"

"Lying is not a good habit..." Joe grabbed his lapel and lifted him up, "Ramirez Dodge, the honorary dean of the School of Life Sciences, is wanted for Curtis Brandt. After confirming that my birth was only half a success, he also proposed to erase me... Tell me, what reason can I have for not killing you?

Ramirez's body began to tremble and his face turned pale. This was not like a normal person's reaction, because he had gone too far. Besides, in Joe's memories, he didn't seem like someone who would be so rude in the face of death.

"No... don't stimulate me..." Ramirez said to Joe in a begging tone, "You can't stimulate me any more... If you stimulate me any more, the thing in my body... it... it will come out soon. "

Joe suddenly felt a bad feeling rising in his heart. He lowered his head and saw a pustule the size of a human head bulging out of Ramirez's chest, bursting through his clothes, and appearing in front of him.

The surface of the pustule was crystal clear, showing an amber color, but... something was swimming inside!

"Hey...you guys..." Qiao looked at him with shocked eyes, but his tone was gritted teeth, "In the last secret experiment after the disbandment...did you transform yourself?!"

Ramirez said with a cry, "No, it was not our choice...it was Egbert...he needs a batch of dolls..."

"Where are the remaining members?!" Joe growled and asked, he had to kill Ramirez before he lost control. What is gestating in Ramirez's body at this moment is definitely not a normal product. If it is rashly produced in the city, it will definitely lead to tragedy!

"He...they are..." Ramirez whimpered, his eyes beginning to become dull.

But, at the most crucial end, he still told where the place was.

"Inside the underground fortress of the Privy Council..."

boom--

An explosion spread dozens of meters around. According to later police descriptions, it seemed that there was something wrong with the underground steam transportation pipeline, which caused the explosion.

As a result, only one person died in the explosion area, and no greater tragedy occurred. Only a few residents were injured.

In a campfire area with such a dense crowd, this kind of thing is nothing short of miraculous.

But no one ever saw a young man named Joe Rupert walk in, and no one saw him come out.

Therefore, even the police department did not know that a suspicious person had arrived here.

The only body was unrecognizable. No one came to claim the body, and its true identity was unknown.

When Ramirez and the others joined the Academy of Life Sciences, their lives were destined to be erased from the history of the empire by Egbert.

Academy of Life Sciences, symbolizing his stain.

This is an existence that Egbert absolutely cannot allow.