["No no—let me go!!!" Screams came and went.
Catherine was frightened out of her wits. She watched the person standing beside her just now being bitten by the monster emerging from the sea, her eyes glazed over.
The human beings who survived the disaster ran out of the beach one after another and entered the woods in front of the beach. Catherine, who came back to her senses, also followed in a panic.
Blame that monster!
Catherine thought of the monster who escaped from the circus and later courted her, and there was a little resentment in her eyes.
The soles of her feet had blisters, her whole body was scratched by branches, her clothes were ragged, and she looked extremely miserable.
Suddenly, densely packed tiny black-shelled insects crawled out from the ground. They ate everything, and instantly turned the person running ahead into a pile of bones. Catherine screamed and ran away.
On the mountain peak, the torches on the altar were lit one by one, and the man in black cut the monster's wrist, watching the blood flow down the grooves on the altar floor, his eyes frantic and frightening.
"We offer sacrifices to the gods! I pray for your awakening!"
There was a bigger storm on the surface of the sea, and in the depths of the sea, some terrifying existence opened its eyes.
That is, the indescribably great existence-Cthulhu.]
—From "The Wrath of Cthulhu"
"Let me go." Zhou Yu frowned, brushing away the old man's hand on his shoulder.
"I'm here to collect the documents, so I'm sorry I can't obey." Zhou Yu had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.
The old man choked, and he naturally saw that the young man in front of him didn't want to be his apprentice at all.
"Young man, why don't you want to? I'm the best alchemist in this city, you promise you won't suffer!" The old man wrinkled his face, and there was a kind of childlike stubbornness in his eyes, and he kept promoting himself .
"… unnecessary."
Zhou Yu was speechless.
He walked into the certificate room and saw that the walls were covered with various certificate models, and the only table was still full of papers full of messy notes.
"Excuse me, where is my certificate? I have some urgent matters later." Zhou Yu looked at the pestering old man with a cold tone.
"No, no, you must have rejected me because you didn't know my identity! I used to be the chief alchemist of Toria, but I had to leave the imperial capital because I was framed by my colleagues and came back here to do this job! Don't underestimate me Me! As long as you become my apprentice! I promise! You will become the greatest alchemist ever!" The old man didn't answer Zhou Yu's question, and continued to persuade Zhou Yu with a paranoid expression.
He must take this young man as his apprentice! His lifespan is running out, and he has no time or energy to return to the imperial capital to take revenge on that scumbag. Only by accepting a genius as his apprentice can he prove to the world that he is right! Everything he does is for the development of alchemy! He is not wrong!
Looking at the nonsense old man, Zhou Yu frowned impatiently.
He had to go back and cook for Franken, and he had no time to listen to the old man's demagogic nonsense.
"My family used to be the most prosperous family in this country. Even the king would bow down to our family members, because our family members are all spellcasters and alchemists. There was once a high-level alchemist and intermediate spellcaster! So far, my family still has countless alchemy and magic books!"
"I don't need to know these things, please tell me where the certificate is—" Zhou Yu wanted to interrupt the old man loudly, but stopped when he heard what the old man said.
Suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "You said your family still has magic books? How many?"
He really didn't believe that there would be a large number of magic books in such a remote town.
You know, spellcasters are existences that ordinary people will never see in a lifetime, not to mention the precious books that record magic.
In this era when knowledge is not circulated, the price of books is unexpectedly expensive. The original owner has already used up all his savings to buy an ancient magic book. Could it be that this old man really has something more precious than ordinary books? Magic books
Seeing that the young man he valued was interested in his family, the old man immediately began to show off.
He boasted, saying that his family's collection of books was comparable to that of the Royal Library of Toria, because it was collected hard by generations of their family.
Zhou Yu knew that there must be exaggeration in it, so he naturally didn't believe it all. He saw the old man boasting endlessly by himself, so he began to observe the certificate room carefully, and accidentally saw a piece of discarded manuscript paper.
There is a picture of a human body drawn on this manuscript paper, and the fine lines outline a beautiful human anatomy.
In this era when human body alchemy experiments are prohibited, he thought, he knew the reason why this old man was kicked out of the imperial capital.
"If possible, I would like to read those books before making a judgment. Sir, you know that I am short-sighted and I can't usually buy many books. If you really have a lot of books in your collection, I should agree with you. I asked for it." Zhou Yu interrupted the old man's long speech with a smile, holding his pocket full of gold coins.
There was surprise in the eyes of the old man, and he was so happy that he said incoherently: "Okay, okay, come, come with me! I will take you to our family's library!"
The old man pulled Zhou Yu and was about to leave the certificate room. It was Zhou Yu who reminded him helplessly that his certificate had not yet been issued, which made the excited old man regain his sanity. The alchemist certificate was given to Zhou Yu.
Since the Alchemist Society in this city is only responsible for the assessment of low-level alchemists, Zhou Yu is now only a low-level alchemist.
But that's enough.
He didn't want to develop too deeply in this direction, because in his opinion, apart from a few people with real skills, many of them became official alchemists by rote memorization. The level is actually comparable to that of ancient China. The magic stick is almost the same.
After collecting the certificate, Zhou Yu followed the old man out of the Alchemist Society. As for Franken's breakfast, Zhou Yu decided to buy something more at noon to compensate him.
Under the leadership of the old man, Zhou Yu quickly came to a quaint old house.
The red bricks and tiles, the three-story house with the spire, the overgrown courtyard, and the dilapidated iron fence fence have the atmosphere of a medieval haunted house.
Zhou Yu glanced at the old man, feeling a little skeptical in his heart, no one would have thought that there would be any precious books inside such a dilapidated house.
"Come on, young man, come with me!" Seeing Zhou Yu hesitating at the door and refusing to come in, the old man became a little anxious, "Don't look at the broken outside, but the inside is still very good!"
Obviously, he also knew that his ancestral house was very dilapidated, but he was too lazy to take care of it, and he was too lazy to hire servants to clean it for the sake of alchemy experiments, which made the originally luxurious and beautiful house look like this.
Zhou Yu walked in dubiously, but he held a dagger tightly in his hand. He was already prepared that the old man was a lunatic.
Following this somewhat crazy old man, Zhou Yu walked into the library located deep in the house.
Huge bookshelves filled the otherwise empty room, filled with dusty books.
In the quiet library, the sunlight shines through the small windows on the wall and falls on the books that have not been read for a long time. The floating dust dances in the light, and time seems to be stagnant.
From so many books, it can be seen that this family has really been brilliant and had a period of glory.
Zhou Yu's emerald green eyes widened, and he looked at the neatly arranged magic books on one of the bookshelves, showing a smile.
Great to have so many books! Then the itinerary to Kailansi, the capital of magic, does not have to be so urgent.
Zhou Yu turned to look at the proud and expectant old man, and said with a smile, "Would you like to make a deal with me?"
The old man shook his head and said firmly: "There is no need for any deal, as long as you want, you can take these books away! As long as you promise to be my apprentice!"
Zhou Yu lowered his eyes and smiled, and said: "That's really unfortunate, I'm actually not very interested in alchemy, and I think the reason why your Excellency wants to accept me as an apprentice, um, is to return to the imperial capital. Become the chief alchemist?"
The old man's eyes dimmed, and he was silent for a while before he said righteously: "It's not because of this... I'm old and I don't have that desire for power anymore. I just want to prove that my alchemy is correct! Let those scornful slander me Regret it! Let the world know I was right!"
"Is it a human experiment?" Zhou Yu said lightly about the content of alchemy that the old man had kept secret.
"!!!"
The old man's face was full of horror, and there was some cold sweat on his forehead. How could this young man know!
He planned to tell a lie first to make the young man believe him, and then dragged him into the water so that he had to learn his alchemy before telling him the truth.
But now, everything is over.
No one wants to be the apprentice of a notorious human experimenter.
He was doomed.
"Actually, I don't think human experiments are completely wrong, as long as they are not living experiments."
In this era, alchemists also played the role of doctors, and the alchemists who blindly believed in alchemy and did not understand the structure of the human body killed many patients who were originally suffering from minor illnesses.
In the modern world, the advanced western medicine does not exist here at all, and some of them are treated with alchemy potions or bloodletting. The treatment methods are extremely old and unhygienic.
Seeing the slightly changed expression of the old man, Zhou Yu felt confident.
This old man must have done live experiments. Ha, sure enough, in this world with weak moral concepts, pure scholars can't survive at all. Even this old man who seems to be advancing towards science is stained with the blood of the experimenter.
"You can prove to the world that you are right! As long as you research some real facts."
"However, I am already old, and I can no longer dissect the human body as quickly as I did when I was young, and calculate the size of each bone and the distribution of each internal organ." The old man sat down on the carpet in the library.
He had already given up his plan to take Zhou Yu as his apprentice.
He knew that this young man was very smart and would not follow him on this blood-stained and condemned road.
"What if I say, I can rejuvenate you?" Zhou Yu came to the bookshelf full of magic books and ran his fingers across the thick covers.
The witchcraft he learned from Fengxing is just right here.
The old man with his head down suddenly raised his head, with a hesitant expression on his face.
"I have an alchemy potion. I can use your soul as a price in exchange for youth. I also want you to stop doing in vivo experiments, otherwise it will speed up your aging process. How about that? Do you want to exchange these books with this potion?" Zhou Yu Looking at the old man's cloudy eyes, there was a touch of indifference in his eyes.
These restrictions are of course true, but this is not a kind of alchemy potion, but a kind of Gu insect, which burns the essence of the human body, which is what people in this world think of as the soul.
In a small two-story building in a slum, Franken walked out of the guest room and nestled quietly in the living room, waiting for the return of the Creator.
He knew that the Creator had many things to be busy with, and he would not complain about anything, but occasionally felt a little lonely.
Staring blankly at the fluff on the carpet, Franken recalled the vague memory of the previous few days.
He remembered that at that time he was staying in the living room as he is now. After a trance, he walked into the basement involuntarily and kissed the Creator, and the Creator hated him because of this, and did not change his attitude until yesterday.
In fact, he could feel the existence that descended on him, and he could even vaguely realize the relationship between them—that unknown existence was the subject, and he was an insignificant fragment.
Who is he? Is he just a clone of that soul
Franken's originally clear eyes were filled with a deep blue, but he is not reconciled, he is a life created by the creator, he does not want to return to the main body, he does not want to lose consciousness and leave his favorite creator .
He wants to be the main body, not a fragment that will disappear at any time!
Outside the house, a group of people in black robes came to the door and knocked on the door.
The leader of the man in black looked at the statue in his hand that was emitting a faint light, and nodded to the people beside him.
"For the glory of our Lord!"
bump-
With a loud bang, the door was shattered.
Franken, who woke up from his contemplation, raised his head, his eyes full of murderous intent.
who is it? Dare to break into the creator's house!