There was a stack of information in the box, an old pocket watch, and... more than ten neatly packed boxes of condoms of various styles.
Hey, this is really... getting stronger with age.
Picking up the pocket watch, Ronan put it down without any system prompt.
Glancing back at Greed who was whining, he picked up the information in the box and looked through it.
Some are photocopies, depicting exaggerated patterns like reliefs.
There are also some hand-written manuscripts, including Latin, Greek, etc., written densely.
In front of the translator, these are all accompanied by Chinese, which makes Ronan feel more friendly.
In the information, most of the records are about Hastur, the Lord in Yellow, and they also introduce the god worshiped by the Holy Society - Cthulhu.
This is a huge monster with a human body and bat wings.
The skin is covered with scales, the forelimbs resemble claws, and the soft head has numerous octopus tentacles.
The two gods believed in by the Holy Society and the Old Society are half brothers.
The former represents the four elements of wind, and the latter represents the four elements of water. They are mortal enemies of each other.
Continuing to browse other information, it looks a bit like narrative poetry, with beautiful writing.
There is a chapter called "The King in Yellow" that reads:
The cloud waves are cut along the shore, and the twin suns sink into the other side of the lake.
Long oblique shadows cross each other. In Carcosa, what is incredible is the black five-pointed star rising at night.
There is also an incredible moon that surrounds the sky.
But the most incredible thing is this lost Carcosa.
The black five-pointed star is exactly the tattoo on Lao Guang’s neck.
There is also a chapter from "The Garden of Dragon Hidden" which reads:
I tried my best to raise my anxious eyes and look towards the unfathomable dazzling light.
Then I saw the black stars hanging high in the sky.
The cold, damp wind blowing from Lake Hally stung my cheeks.
At this moment, across the fierce rolling cloud waves in the distant sky, I saw the cold mist dripping from the moon.
Farther away, the towers of Hastur rose up ruggedly.
As soon as Ronan finished reading this paragraph, a system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.
The contents of the parchment fragment (14) have been recorded
14 contents!
Ronan was overjoyed. The parchment fragment (14) was actually completed here!
He pursed his lips and recalled the forbidden memories in his inventory.
The complete content of the parchment fragment (14) reads: "His robe and hair are yellow, like black stars, and his eyes are like the torches of the abyss."
Naisi!
Now, all it takes is the parchment fragments (6, 7) in Lao Guangyin's hand to collect sixteen pieces and summon them.
Unfortunately, there is no clue about those two pieces in the pile of information in hand.
Ronan once learned from Pride that being caught collecting parchment information at the Holy Assembly was tantamount to a serious crime of apostasy. No wonder Greed put some restrictions on the box.
This thing will flow out, and he will never have any good fruit to eat.
Ronan picked up the flip phone placed next to the bed and dialed the number directly.
"Didn't I tell you not to call me?" On the other end of the phone, Lao Guangguang's complaining tone came: "Hello?"
After confirming the other party's identity, Ronan's brows were filled with joy.
He summoned the system and read the archive outside his residence.
The content of the remaining two pages is in the hands of Lao Guangyin, and it is useless to continue to struggle with greed.
Ronan had a guess in his mind as to why Greedy took the initiative to hand over the parchment.
Since the contents of the parchment all describe Hastur, the god worshiped by the Old Society, is it impossible to summon the Holy Society, their mortal enemy
Ronan thought for a moment, took out his cell phone and saved his old mobile phone number.
It's time to give her a try.
I, Ronan, am a beautiful young man with strong blood and incomparable integrity.
I definitely won’t think about any weird play.
no way!
He turned to look at the servant Gray: "Is there any way you can help me leave Blackwater Island?"
"It depends on where you want to go. If it's close, you can take a boat at the pier. If it's far, you have to find Lord Arrogant. She is responsible for the helicopters on the island."
"That's it." Ronan nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, just find her and lead the way."
Following Gray all the way, he walked out of the cave in a zigzag manner.
Ronan was a little curious, how did Gray manage not to get lost in such a dark cave
He was too embarrassed to ask about this.
When Gray spoke, he always made intermittent bubbles.
If the mask is to be taken off, something strange might appear, so it's better not to mention it.
After leaving the cave, the biting wind slapped my face.
Not far away, the dim lights of Blackwater Town can be faintly seen.
"Sir, just go down here. Lord Arrogance lives in the town." Gray handed over the oil lamp with green light: "For some reasons, I can't leave the cave. Please forgive me for not accompanying me, sir."
"It's okay." Ronan took the oil lamp and waved his hand: "Go back quickly, don't you still have family members to take care of?"
"Okay, my lord."
Seeing Gray disappear into the darkness of the cave, Ronan faced the cold wind and walked down the mountain.
The faint green lights loomed under the wind, like firelight.
It was already night. Ronan slowly went down the mountain road and could get a bird's eye view of the low houses in Blackwater Town.
As he got closer, he saw sparse red roofs with a certain distance between them.
The ground is paved with cobblestones and gravel in some places.
There was no trace of residents on the pier, only a few scattered lights still shining in the night wind.
Seeing the lights on in the bar he had been to during the day, Ronan pushed the door open and entered.
Hearing the sound of the wind chimes at the door, the bearded bartender tilted his head, feeling that the person who came looked familiar.
Just when he was about to speak, he seemed to suddenly remember and smiled flatteringly: "Lord Lust, what would you like to drink?"
The night is now lonely, and if you want to leave the island by helicopter, you have to talk during the day.
Ronan glanced at the dark night outside the window and shook his head: "I don't drink, I just came to ask where there is a hotel."
"Roy!" the bartender shouted at the top of his voice, his voice drowning out the low music: "Take Mr. Lust to the hotel quickly."
"What's lust? You've done a lot of whoring, right? Haha~" A bald man walked up to the bar and yawned. After seeing Ronan's appearance, his face froze and he was stunned on the spot.
The bearded bartender nudged him with his elbow, and Roy came up to him with a grimace, his face full of embarrassment: "Sir Lust, please come this way."
During the day, Lord Arrogance brought this handsome guy here and ordered a glass of wine with narcotics.
Roy thought Arrogance was interested in him, so he added a little more dose.
Who knows, later I heard from the arrogant subordinate who sneaked out to drink that this was the new member of the Seven Deadly Sins - Lust.
The entire Blackwater Island is the property of the Seven Deadly Sins.
He would have angered the Seven Deadly Sins, even the most powerful one. Don’t even think about having a good life on the island from now on.
For this reason, Roy was worried and took Ronan to a nearby hotel.
Blackwater Town is not a tourist town, and there are too many reefs and rocks outside the island, so there are very few tourists here.
There was only this hotel in the town, and the owner had closed it for a long time. He was woken up by repeated knocks on the door.
"Lord Lust, please excuse me for spending the whole night here." Roy smiled and took the initiative to give some money to the old man who opened the door.
The shop owner took a glance and seemed not to know Ronan's identity.
He turned around and waved his hand, muttering impatiently: "Come with me."
Hotel. It is a two-story house.
The boss yawned, took out the key and opened the room, then went to sleep.
The room was a little damp, and the sea breeze from the dock still had a faint fishy smell.
Ronan put on his clothes and fell asleep, rolling over and over again, and fell into sleep...