Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Mo Yu looked around and found the scenery here a little familiar. He took a few steps forward and lifted the heavy curtains on the right side of the corridor. Sure enough, there was a French window behind it.

Outside the window was the familiar small balcony, which was where Yi Tong ate shit... cough, ate his ass.

He opened the French window and walked out. The originally luxurious viewing balcony was now mottled and dilapidated. There was a piece of parchment on the rotten and broken small table. The strange thing was that the ink on the paper had not yet dried, and there were only a few short words written on it.

[Viewing Balcony Rules-Butler:

No stinky dishes are allowed! ! ! ! ]

The word "prohibited" was written particularly large and heavy, and it was so strong that it penetrated the back of the paper. Add to that the exclamation marks. Just looking at this sentence, Mo Yu could imagine the scene of the owner of the manor gnashing his teeth and setting new rules while being so angry.

——Okay, okay, I know you hate raw intestines.

It seems that he has successfully made Yi Tong suffer from the stinky dish ptSd. I really don't know how much psychological damage the poor God of Light will cause if the Durian Herring teacher who is good at making stinky weapons appears in front of Yi Tong one day.

Mo Yu conscientiously mourned for Yi Tong's future for three seconds. After searching the empty balcony, he leaned out of the balcony railing and looked at the garden below.

This was the first time they saw the scenery other than the endless corridors and flawless white marble statues after entering the corridor maze. Mo Yu was very interested in the courtyard garden as soon as he entered the manor. The reason was very simple. Its scenery was too beautiful.

Brightly lit, with small bridges and flowing water, and clusters of flowers, it is the most romantic confession place in the dark... If the main planner of a rule-based weird game spends the same amount of thought and effort to model a garden scene, then there must be secrets buried in this garden.

Mo Yu made a prompt decision, took out a very thick chain from his backpack, locked it to the balcony railing with a click, and threw the other end off the balcony.

——It's time to check if there is an air wall.

"Let's go down from here." After he said this to Iyalian and Aleland, he cast a [Float] on himself, flipped out of the balcony first, and climbed down along the long chain.

There is a floating magic to fight gravity. The purpose of this chain is not to climb, but to connect the upper and lower areas in this maze that can spin at any time, and act as a "doorstop". Sure enough, the moment Mo Yu entered the atrium garden, the two spaces trembled, and then stabilized.

Aleland and Iyalian also followed Mo Yu along the chain through the connection between the two spaces. When they all landed, the space trembled again, and the iron chain trembled, as if something hit its upper end. This thick iron chain was like a foreign object stuck between two sets of gears. After being hit and making a rustling sound, it shook violently and became quiet.

Mo Yu: "..." Did he really succeed in catching a bug?

In any case, this way they can have another way out. If there are no clues or ways out in the garden, at least they can return to the corridor maze to continue exploring.

"It's... so beautiful..." Iyalian muttered with golden lights in his eyes.

Mo Yu looked at his silver eyes sprinkled with tiny starlight, was slightly lost in thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

This is indeed a very beautiful garden.

There are small lights everywhere, low lights are inserted in the flower beds, and windproof lanterns are hung under the branches of trees that Mo Yu had not noticed before, shining brightly, illuminating every corner of the garden.

In the center is a red brick and stone paved ground, with outdoor tables and chairs for people to rest. Next to it is a small pond, the edge of which is surrounded by marble, the height is just right for tourists to sit down and watch the fish swimming in the pond, and there is a stone sculpture of a chubby little angel next to it. The little angel holds a tilted water bottle in his hand, and the gurgling water gushes out of the bottle and falls into the pond, splashing countless crystal round water splashes, and finally willingly merges into the water after jumping several times.

Mo Yu looked into the pond and saw several black shadows swimming under the water. Perhaps it noticed someone on the water, and a big blue-black fish suddenly jumped out of the water, and its big mouth full of sharp teeth bit the air a few times, and then fell into the pond with a plop.

Mo Yu shrank his head suddenly: "Excuse me!"

There is a man-eating fish in the pond. Mo Yu stepped back a few steps and continued to explore around the pond.

This pond is quite deep and large. There is a small wooden suspension bridge across the narrow part not far away, which looks quite charming from a distance. But both the wooden bridge deck and the ropes tied to it are gray and black in different degrees of decay. Perhaps as soon as people stand on it, they will fall into the deep pool with the bridge and become snacks for piranhas.

There are flower beds and flower fields around the pool and the garden. Various flowers grow in clusters and patches in the fertile black soil. Their colors and types seem to have been carefully planned. The colors are harmonious and well-arranged, and they don't make people feel mixed or abrupt at all.

The cool night breeze blows, and the wisteria flowers on the flower stand sway in the wind like a waterfall, wafting a sweet and greasy fragrance, but in this fragrance, there is a faint smell of blood.

Mo Yu's sight swept over the waterfall of wisteria, the bright yellow sunflowers, the lavender hydrangeas, the red rose fields, and finally fell on the white lilies of light.

He strode over, brushed away the dense white flowers that seemed to be swaying with activity, and looked down at a finger exposed in the black soil.

"Sure enough, in a place like a garden, the most likely problem is that there are corpses buried under the flowers."

Mo Yu bent down and observed the finger carefully. This is a man's right index finger, piercing out of the soil and rising slightly. Judging from the posture, it is probably still connected to the body. Although the index finger looks pale and swollen, it is generally quite fresh. The knuckles are thick, and the fingertips and sides are covered with calluses. At first glance, it looks like someone who is used to farm work.

The gaps between the short fingernails are full of black soil, which is very similar to the soil in the garden.

Mo Yu glanced at the very unique and exquisite garden again. In a place like this, there should be a gardener who manages the garden.

"Hey, Alyland, can you do me a favor and get this guy out of the dirt?"

Aliland walked over, glanced at the pile of black soil, and curled his lips in disgust, but he still didn't say anything and used his giant sword to pull away the soil.