Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The moment he stepped out of the damp and dark basement, Mo Yu was dazzled by the sunlight outside, and his eyes were filled with physiological tears.

He couldn't help but close his eyes to relax, but the next second a brown guy rushed over and hugged him with a cry of "Ah--".

"Teacher! You succeeded! You eliminated erosion and mutation!"

The one who rushed over was a short brown curly-haired boy with a round face and some baby fat, and cute freckles on his cheeks.

He was wearing a gray robe, and the sleeves seemed too long, and he had to roll them up several times before they reached his wrists.

The curly-haired boy was obviously very close to Moyiwu. He kept touching him, as if checking some treasure: "Wow, I almost forgot that your face looked like this! How did you do it? This is an achievement that even the Church of Light can't do! Eh? Your clothes have changed, just as you said, so are your memories still there?"

The overly noisy short boy was like an overly lively corgi. Mo Yu subconsciously reached out and rubbed his furry head, "What did I tell you before?"

The boy made a "hmm" sound, let go of Mo Yu, and said while counting his fingers: "Teacher, you said that you were going to try a very dangerous purification spell that might fail, which might lead to changes in appearance, changes in clothes, and loss of memory. In the future, there might be some strange objects and people that seem inexplicable..."

As the boy spoke, Moyiwu's memory also appeared in Mo Yu's mind.

Mo Yu found it strange that Mo Yiwu's memory was more like a book he had read for many years, separated by a thick layer of mist, and would only be revived when he saw or heard relevant content.

The transmission of knowledge was more subtle - when he saw the bright hall and the furniture everywhere, Mo Yu would naturally accept their existence, name and use.

Even when he walked out of the gate of the Mage Tower and saw the dry land filled with black smoke and the two "suns" in the sky, one green and one yellow, he just sighed silently in his heart, "e\\u0027re notkansas anyore" and naturally accepted the green sun named Saqina, which means the power of life, and the growth rate of the willpower when the green sun shines will be twice as fast as usual, and the yellow sun is called Aluma, which means the power of purification, and the evil god erosion brought by the willpower will be purified when the yellow sun shines.

Mo Yu stood at the entrance of the Mage Tower and looked out for a while. The visible area was a desert filled with black smoke. After he regained "knowledge" through "observation" - or activated it - he turned around and stepped into the Mage Tower again. Following DeCarlo, who kept praising his teacher, he climbed the spiral staircase and walked to his study on the fifth floor.

This is a study with a very magician style, and the area is unexpectedly large. Mo Yu is not an architecture major, but he estimated that the area of ​​the first floor of this seven-story Mage Tower is about 500 square meters.

The entire Mage Tower is roughly in the shape of a cone without the tip, and the floor he lives in is about 300 square meters in total.

Excluding the spiral staircase in the center of the tower, this study occupies about half of the remaining area. From the design point of view, it should be a small half of a fan, but because the walls are basically lined with bookshelves, it looks like a slightly square fan from the inside: after entering the door, the left side facing the outside of the tower is a window, and the remaining three sides are bookshelves.

There is a large desk piled with things on the side near the window. Between the desk and the windowsill is a heavy chair with thick cushions, which looks good for the lumbar spine.

There is a small door one person high in the middle of the bookshelf opposite the desk. A bed can be vaguely seen in the half-open door. It is estimated that it is Moyiwu's bedroom.

There is a coffee table and a set of sofas in front of the bedroom, and a sand table is placed on the coffee table.

The open space in front of the bookshelf facing the study door is encircled by red ropes to form an area of ​​nearly 20 square meters. Unlike the wooden floor in other parts of the study, the floor in this 20 square meters is a kind of material with a metallic luster. There is a strange instrument in the middle of the floor. Mo Yu took a look at it, and a new concept popped up in his mind: creating a platform.

——Ding. The system prompt sounded: "You have completed the main task 1: Disciple, your novice gift pack has been issued, and you have obtained the station x1: Amt County. You can view the station map through the sand table in the study, or open the system panel to view it."

Is it done?

But Mo Yu did not check the sand table first, but sat on the big chair that was very good for the lumbar spine, and waved to De Carlo, "Come, let the teacher see your recent learning progress."

"Ah," De Carlo said embarrassedly, "Not much progress."

-Look at you, a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, it turns out that you are a poor student!

However, Mo Yu's original intention was not to test how De Carlo learned. He just wanted to take this opportunity to activate Mo Yiwu's magic knowledge system, so he waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, start from the beginning, just as a review of everything you have learned."

De Carlo did not have the slightest doubt, and quickly and accurately pulled out a book from the pile of books. The pile of books shook slightly, and then stabilized smoothly, and there was no collapse. It can be seen that this disciple usually does this kind of thing.

He opened the textbook and said in a rambling way: "According to the third theorem of Mukalot, the power of will is the original power of the core of the world and the foundation of all magic. The power of will is the power of wishing. The people who are endowed with power by the world consciousness can make magic as they wish after mobilizing the power of will.

However, since the power of will was polluted by an indescribable force thousands of years ago, the use of the power of will will suffer a certain degree of erosion, and the improper use of the power of will will bring unpredictable disasters. Therefore, the wise men - later known as the great magicians, passed down the specific wishes that had been practiced in the form of spells, which became magic."

"Yeah." Mo Yu nodded, and when De Carlo was not paying attention, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and tapped the save button of the mobile phone recording.

Fortunately, the mobile phone that was placed on his body when he was wearing it also came with it. This kind of magic explanation can be a good CG material with a little processing. At the same time, when listening to De Carlo's narration, the memory transmitted to him by Mo Yiwu was also recognized and read by him.