Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju: "..." It tells a story at first glance (hide the plot), this uncle!

Uncle Scar finished cleaning a tombstone and saw the words on it clearly. He sighed in disappointment. When he turned around and walked towards the next tombstone, his eyes fell on the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju.

Maomao took off his hood and showed a sweet smile to Uncle Scar.

Uncle Scar: "..."

"Are you hungry? Uncle Scar~" the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju said flatteringly, "I made a small cake, it's not sweet!"

Uncle Scar held his forehead with a headache. It was obvious that there was nothing he could do to deal with this very persistent girl. He sighed and looked at the sky: "Girls, don't stay in the cemetery at night. Let's go."

He took the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju down the mountain. Instead of returning to the church, he walked to the bakery of the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju.

"Uncle, what are you looking for on the mountain?" The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju walked around Uncle Scar curiously, asking various questions one after another, "Whose tomb are you looking for? Who is lying in that tomb? Is it you? Anyone you know needs my help?"

Uncle Scar got a headache from her buzzing, so he directly reached out and grabbed her by the back collar, and grabbed her into the bakery like a kitten.

"Don't tell anyone that you saw me tonight. I'm not looking for anyone's grave on the mountain. I just wanted to clean those unattended graves on a whim," Uncle Scar said.

The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju didn't believe him at all: "Oh, do you want to eat the cake~"

Uncle Scar: "...I won't eat it."

The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju smiled sinisterly: "Hehe, then I will tell everyone about your search for a grave in the middle of the night~"

Uncle Scar was shocked and had a headache. Uncle Scar surrendered and said, "Okay, Miss, bring the cake over. I'll eat it."

He sat in his old seat in frustration, waiting for the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju to bring the cake. Unexpectedly, he was rushed to wash his hands: "The hands you just tossed with the tombstone need to be washed well before you can eat! "

Uncle Scar: "..." This is even more outrageous, okay? ! He has no idea what this girl is thinking!

Although he was manipulated and threatened to eat the cake, when the vaguely familiar taste surfaced on the tip of his tongue, a memory that Uncle Scar thought he had long forgotten still appeared very clearly in Uncle Scar's mind. , it returned powerfully with thousands of emotions, and for a moment this strong-willed man could not resist it.

"...What is your purpose?" Uncle Scar asked in a hoarse voice, rubbing his eyes that were filled with tears due to the impact of that memory.

The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju sat down opposite him: "I want to know, what does this cake mean to you, and what does it remind you of?"

Uncle Scar stared at her for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "If you can swear not to tell anyone this time... Oh, forget it, don't swear, just promise me."

This time the cat at Wu Shanju’s front desk obediently obeyed.

"It's a long story..." Uncle Scar stood up and closed all the doors and windows. When he sat down again, his face became more dignified and serious: "Since you can make this kind of brown snow peak cake, you must have heard of Mongolian snow peak cake." The destruction of the Brown Autonomous Federation?"

The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju nodded.

"Yes, most of the townspeople in this town are descendants of the survivors who migrated from the Montblanc Autonomous Federation...including me." Uncle Scar said while carefully observing the expression on the face of the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju. When he saw her Very calmly, he said calmly: "You also know that dusty history."

The cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju muttered in his heart, "Everyone who has watched the plot of the magic doctor knows this." However, he used his fake identity to script the plot: "My grandmother is also one of the survivors. I heard about this episode from my mother. history."

Uncle Scar nodded, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little. He thought for a long time, as if assessing the position of the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju, and finally spoke after a long while: "I once belonged to the Knights of Light."

He stared at the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju carefully, but found that her expression returned to normal after being surprised for a moment, and she even listened to his story as if she was distracted.

At the same time, Wu Shanju’s cat at the front desk was opening the forum and frantically searching for keywords: Knights of Light? What the hell is this? Why haven't you heard of it? !

Uncle Scar slowly told a long story.

Uncle Scar's ancestor was actually Mayor Delmont Desmond, who presided over the affairs of the Montblanc Autonomous Federation.

If you really want to do the math, Uncle Scar is actually a descendant of the grandson of Mayor Delmont.

Mayor Delmont Desmond was a devout member of the Church of Light. He was one of the first people to believe in the Church of Light in the Montblanc Autonomous Federation, which had mixed beliefs at that time.

It was he who won over Ai Xu's parents to become members of the Church of Light, and it was he who persuaded them to sacrifice their son to become the Holy Son. He also led the way back and forth in the negotiations between the Church of Light and the Montblanc family, and chose the town of Montblanc as the location for the negotiations.

After the disaster that led to the destruction of the Montblanc Autonomous Federation, Mayor Delmont Desmond was the first to take the lead in falling to the Church of Light.

Mayor Delmont Desmond played a "great role" in the disaster that led to the destruction of the Mont Blanc Autonomous Federation. He also gained a lot of benefits from it - a brand new town next to the Holy City, which he could manage at his own will and even named after his surname; a huge wealth that could be used up by his family for several lifetimes; his grandson was also favored by the Church of Light and was absorbed by the Church of Light as a member of the Knights of Light!

The Knights of Light! That is a knighthood that only devout believers of the Church of Light can join! It is the Pope's trusted legion!

For a long time, Delmont, who had been marginalized by the Mont Blanc family, which actually controlled the real power of the Mont Blanc Autonomous Federation, and had no power and influence, finally vented his anger with the most cruel means. He even gloated about his betrayal and the benefits he had gained for a long time.

- However, Mayor Delmont did not realize that the Church of Light was not so honest to him until all the survivors were resettled.

The town named after his surname, which was right next to the Holy City, was actually separated from the Holy City by high mountains. The prosperous town he imagined was actually not much different from the wild and barren land on the border.

The Church of Light did give him considerable wealth, but in this desolate town, no amount of money would have much effect.

And his grandson who joined the Knights of Light did not become as famous as he imagined.