Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Edward Lost spent the whole night in the Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau accepting routine inquiries after the mission.

This time, because the entire team except him was wiped out, the routine inquiries that were originally just a formality became much stricter.

The leader of the other group of investigators kept pondering his answers over and over, as if trying to find some contradictions in them, which made Edward Lost, who had concealed his identity as a fanatic and spy of the Church of Light, feel a little uneasy.

But after all, he was also an old spy who had been lurking for many years, and naturally would not be exposed by such inquiries.

However, staying up late to accept inquiries and carefully considering answers and writing reports word by word were indeed brain-wracking things.

Edward left the investigation bureau yawning in the rising sun, intending to go to the Church of Light to seek the comfort of God in the name of purifying pollution, but he fell into confusion when he walked to the original site of the Church of Light.

——No, where is such a big church of mine? Where is the Church of Light that is so tall, so big, and so magnificent? ! Where did it go overnight? ? !

Edward Lost began to wonder if he was really cursed by some evil power during the mission, otherwise why was he still hallucinating? He only saw some broken bricks and tiles at the location of the Church of Light.

——How could the Church of Light have an accident? He must be the one with the problem.

Edward was cautious and did not take the initiative to ask passers-by about the church. Instead, he bought a newspaper at a nearby newsstand and sat on a bench on the side of the road pretending to read, listening to the conversations of passers-by coming and going.

"Last night... it was so terrible!"

"... I didn't expect the Church of Light to be so evil!"

"... Thanks to Lady Sharloriya for protecting us... The Arbitrator is indeed the most reliable and powerful backer of this city!"

"But what should we do in the future?... Pollution..."

"The group of green clothes who saved people last night... I heard... Druids... will open..." The person who was talking was getting farther and farther away. Edward couldn't hear the subsequent words clearly. He could only shake the newspaper angrily and stand up from the chair.

It seems that something big must have happened in the Church of Light last night, even attracting the Speaker of the Magic Federation to take action. However, speaking of druids...

"Could it be those adventurers?"

Edward adjusted the brim of his hat. When he was thinking about whether to return to the bureau to inquire about the news or go home to pray to the gods directly, he saw a familiar green figure.

As a spy of the gods, if the gods need to give answers to such a major event, it would be too useless. It's just right to find this druid to test the waters.

"Hello." Edward walked up, took off his hat and saluted politely, "I remember you are Mr. Moyiwu's adventurer."

Niqiuqiu was standing on the side of the road chewing on the Magic Federation's special breakfast, the Parsley cheese roll, which she had just bought after waiting in line for a long time. Her mouth was full of vegetable salad stuffing with melted cheese. She exhaled hot air and fanned the cool air into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Ah, it's my little wife!"

Edward Lost's smile froze on his face. He remembered very clearly that the last person who was called "wife" by these adventurers was the corrupt and indulgent unclean son.

He pretended that he didn't hear the girl's unclear speech because of the food, and pretended to be very clear about what happened last night and said: "I heard that you also showed your skills in the incident last night. You are really Mr. Moyiwu's reliable guards."