Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Edward felt as if he had had a long and extremely strange dream.

He dreamed that he was kidnapped by a group of octopus dumplings that looked like slimes and the descendants of an unknown evil god.

In that bizarre dream, those ugly, slimy and wet octopus dumplings not only use their tentacles to attack them, but also cause mental pollution that makes people fall into the wrong perception of "they are cute". He touched him, made him a sticky mess, tied him up, even sprayed him with unknown powder, moved him around, and bumped his head in various places more than once.

Edward Lost groaned and slowly woke up from his dream. The content of the dream quickly faded from his consciousness.

"My head hurts..." Edward frowned in pain. For some reason, he had a severe headache, and there were even a few swellings to the touch.

"You're awake," a black-haired boy with dark skin, red lips and white teeth gave him a toothy smile. "You're safe. Come on, drink this medicine. It will make you feel better."

Edward, who had not fully returned to consciousness, took the alchemy bottle that was still emitting white smoke in a daze and drank it obediently.

"Ugh!" The pungent smell of mustard made him burst into tears uncontrollably, "Evil! What the hell is this?"

"A hybrid alchemy potion that I recently developed." The young man said happily. He sat down on the chair in front of the bed and took out a note folder and put it on his lap. "Here, let's try it and see the effect. Name ”

"Edward Lost." He replied subconsciously.

"identity."

"A-level investigator of the Magical Federation's Bureau of Anomaly Investigation." Edward already felt that something was not right at this time - there seemed to be an urgent desire in his body, the desire to tell everything, "You What did you just give me to drink?”

"A mixture of sobriety potion, confession potion, amnesia potion and some healing potions. It will make you conscious, say everything you need to say, and then forget about the whole thing and help you heal your injuries. It hurts." The young man showed a big smile, "It's a great effect, isn't it? Then, let's continue... Who are you loyal to?"

"Magic Federation..." Edward said through gritted teeth.

"Huh?" The black-haired boy leaned forward slightly and stared into Edward's eyes, "Is there more?"

"..." And... and his god... light, god...

But just when Edward thought about his god, his brain stopped working.

His mind went blank. He opened his mouth and closed it again without making any sound. His throat was roaring, as if he had fallen into some strange and chaotic state in the struggle between the medicine and some unknown force. .

"Weird." Rama came forward, lifted Edward's chin, and stared carefully into his blue eyes that were faintly glowing with gold. "Oh, that's interesting."

Rama sat down on the chair again: "Well, let's change the question, do you know Ialien?"

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Rama walked out of the room and opened the door next door.

Mo Yu and Ialien faced each other and occupied both sides of the only square table in the room. The two of them were each holding a pair of animal tooth chopsticks that looked exactly the same and were sharing breakfast in a steamer.

"...You asked me to work early in the morning, but you ended up here eating breakfast with each other?" Rama pretended to complain, and he also walked to the table and sat down, and looked at the faces in the steamer. Cute but weird little thin-skinned bun, "What is this?"

"Soup-filled xiaolongbao. It took James a while to recreate it successfully." Mo Yu said, lifting the steamer, biting open the skin and letting it cool before sucking the soup, being careful not to burn it. "

"Is this also a delicacy from another world?" Rama took a pair of chopsticks with familiarity, carefully transferred the soup-filled dumplings to a spoon, and followed Mo Yujiao's instructions to eat them, showing an expression of enjoyment. "This is delicious. How did you get the soup into the bun? Wait, don't tell me, let me guess..."

He tilted his head, narrowed his eyes, and thought for a while: "Ice?"

"Absolutely, it's broth jelly to be precise." Mo Yu didn't show any surprise at all about the 'different world' in Rama's mouth, but continued to ask, "What are your test results?"

"Oh," Rama handed the note folder to Mo Yu, "Judging from the answers to the questions, it's normal."

"But?" Mo Yu flipped through the questions and answers, "Usually this statement is followed by a 'but', right?"