Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Mo Yu hurried back to the door, but this time when he looked into the restaurant, he didn't find anything unusual.

No one present was wearing any red clothes, and red was a very eye-catching color, so he couldn't have made a mistake just now.

"What are you looking for?" A familiar yet strange, clear but childish voice asked softly.

"The red maid mentioned in the restaurant rules." Mo Yu looked down at Iyalian. He used to always look up at the knight, but now he is a little uncomfortable with this perspective. "I just seemed to see a red figure... Did you see anything unusual?"

Iyalian shook his head seriously, and his small appearance looked particularly reliable: "No, we just divided the work to keep an eye on those suspicious guys, and I was responsible for the maids. There was nothing wrong with the six maids."

Mo Yu didn't feel strange when he heard this, but subconsciously glanced at the SAN value on the system interface, and unexpectedly found that the value did not fluctuate.

He is now using a small account. Because of the materials used, the Cyber ​​Alchemy Doll has a certain degree of pollution resistance, but it is not as good as the absolute resistance given by Mo Yu's body world barrier, and it will be affected by pollution to some extent. He thought that seeing the maid in red might be a special effect of his SAN value decreasing, but it seems that this guess is not quite correct.

He couldn't figure out the triggering conditions of the maid in red and the masked bartender for a while, and he didn't even know what role these two special monsters would play in this rule story... By the way, there should be a plot story line in this rule story, right?

Although the purpose of this Devouring God War is to create conditions for the three god-level beings to devour each other, if there is no plot line in this low-level copy, it would be too boring.

As an old planner and old player, Mo Yu himself would never make a copy without substantial content in such a perfunctory way. He felt that Nyarlathotep, as the god of fun, would definitely not cut corners like this.

Nyarlathotep likes to observe the entanglement and pain of human beings, and he likes them to make dilemmas that are both right and wrong when facing the entangled fate line. Then, compared with the simple rule-based confrontation, a complex plot can often create more twisted "fun".

Every world is not short of classic and painful stories. With Nyarlathotep's ability, it is not difficult to find and choose an "interesting" script. Even this "script" may come from the memory of the saints such as Iyalian... It's just that after Nyarlathotep's artistic processing, it has become a weird rule story...

It's a pity that Iyalian didn't tell Mo Yu every illusion he had experienced in more than 300 years... Even if he really told him, it might not have any effect. The initiative of setting questions is in the hands of Nyarlathotep. He can distort and modify these stories at will, changing them beyond recognition... Even if he knows the original version, he may only be misled by that version and make wrong judgments.

In this way, it is better to know nothing. Anyway, if the enemy comes, the general will block the water and the earth will cover it, and it will never go wrong.

The saints have been on edge since they left the table. They let the townspeople enter the small reception room first, and then stood between the "living people" and the monsters, using their flesh and blood as a natural firewall. They held their weapons tightly to guard against the ghouls and fallen criminals, and even the youngest Iyalian was assigned the task of keeping an eye on the maids.

"Can you help me keep an eye on the maids?" Mo Yu leaned down slightly and whispered in Iyalian's ear, "Also, keep an eye on your mentor Weiland, he seems to be different from usual, I suspect he may be possessed by some kind of existence."

Iyalian raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his ear that was a little hot from Mo Yu's breath, looked at Weiland suspiciously, ran back to Aleland, and took the male mother's hand and whispered to him.

Mo Yu couldn't help but curl his lips, Iyalian was really cute at this age.

With the reliable saints around, Mo Yu could temporarily ignore the monsters and concentrate on studying the new rules in the small reception room and the plot that was still hidden in this copy.

Nyarlathotep, disguised as Weyland, was still playing his role leisurely and enjoying the drama he made himself, without any intention of interfering.

Mo Yu could not care about him for the time being. After confirming that the trace of the red-dressed maid had temporarily disappeared, he returned to the empty bar and rang the service bell on the bar.

Dinglingling——

A young male waiter walked out of the small door that suddenly appeared next to the wine rack. He did not wear any cover or decoration on his face. Mo Yu could clearly see his blue eyes and pretty face.

The male waiter wore a three-piece tuxedo vest similar to the butler, but the color was darker, the fabric was slightly worse, and the decoration was simpler. He grinned and showed a standard smile with eight teeth: "Dear guest, what would you like to drink?"

"Well, what are the choices?" Mo Yu asked with interest.

"Each guest has a special drink. I recommend you try tonight's special drink - Traveler's Heart." The bartender maintained the fake smile, "An adventurous soul, a sincere heart of exploration, plus a strong liquor mixed with desire and greed, it is very suitable for your temperament."

"Are there any other choices?"

"If you don't like the special drink we offer, there are more common choices. For example, you can try this cup of compassionate burden, or this cup of tossing and turning love..."

"Oh? So everyone's drink is a tailor-made special drink?" Mo Yu pretended to be surprised, "How interesting~ Teacher Weiland!" He greeted, "Come and taste the fine wine here~"

The process of drinking has been written into the rules and cannot be avoided. Even Nayako, who created this illusion, must obey the rules that have been set. So "Weiland" had no objection and walked over directly with the giant sword.

"What will this special drink be?" Mo Yu's eyes flashed with a sincere desire for knowledge, more fun than a fun person.

The bartender's smile froze on his face for a moment.

"This...this..." He was a little stuck, sweat broke out on his face, and he kept looking at "Wieland", but "Wieland" had no intention of helping him out. Instead, he smiled heartily and said, "Tell me, I want to know too."