Real Cthulhu Running Game

"Uh, I didn't expect you, Liu Xing, to be so unlucky that you voted for a big failure as soon as you came here. I wasn't prepared for the punishment of a big failure, so let's do it. Even if you lose 1 point of SAN value, you pass directly. It's an inspiration test, but this SAN test will not increase the knowledge of the Cthulhu Mythos." After meditating for a moment, kp Li Shunchan said with a smile.

Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, this can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, only need to lose 1 point of SAN value, as for automatically passing an inspiration judgment, this can be regarded as what Liu Xing wanted, because Liu Xing himself planned to pass the SAN value after the verification , directly receive an inspiration judgment to determine the abnormality of this oil painting.

After kp Li Shunchan finished speaking, Liu Xing felt that there was something wrong with the oil painting in front of him. The girl's originally upright facial features were suddenly dislocated, and every part was not where it should be. Simply put, the eyes are not the eyes, and the nose is not. nose.

Liu Xing frowned, he obviously only lost 1 point of SAN value, why did he appear to be hallucinating.

At this time, Liu Xing heard the sound of the dice falling from behind, turned around and saw that it was the young man in the black coat.

Gu Jun, 74/50, failed.

When Liu Xing saw Gu Jun's SAN value, he knew that Gu Jun was probably another troublemaker, and his knowledge of the Cthulhu mythology probably exceeded 20.

"Hi sir, I want to ask you something. When you look at this oil painting now, do you think the facial features of the girl on the oil painting are a bit strange?" Gu Jun stepped forward and spoke to Liu Xing .

Liu Xing pretended to be puzzled, and said, "That's true. When I saw this oil painting for the first time, I didn't notice anything unusual. It was suddenly misplaced."

Gu Jun stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Sure enough, it's not just my illusion. It seems that I came to Ziwu City this time, and I came to the right place."

Liu Xing asked tentatively: "Uh, sir, what do you think about this oil painting?"

Gu Jun chuckled, and said, "I hear your accent is also Chinese. My name is Gu Jun, and I'm an occultist. A few days ago, the principal of Ziwushi University invited me to teach archaeology."

Liu Xing raised his brows, he didn't expect Gu Jun to be a mystic who teaches archeology!

Liu Xing sighed silently, and was ready to tear up the card, after all, he was a death expert.

Although Liu Xing didn't want to answer, but now he had to say, "Oh, so, Gu Jun, what do you think is wrong with this oil painting?"

Gu Jun looked at the oil painting and shook his head, "I don't really know what's going on with this oil painting now, because I haven't encountered such a thing before, but I can also be sure that this oil painting should come from someone hand of a magician."

Liu Xing frowned, pretending to be surprised and said: "What, is there really a magician in this world?"

Gu Jun looked at Liu Xing, and said mysteriously: "Whether there are magicians in this world, don't you have any idea?"

Liu Xing's face darkened, and he didn't know how to answer Gu Jun's words.

"Hehe, don't be nervous. As an occultist, I'm still very good at it, so I can see that you should have experienced some supernatural events and encountered some mythical creatures." Gu Jun said confidently.

Liu Xing looked at Gu Jun with some surprise. He didn't expect Gu Jun to speak like this without super-swimming. It seems that the occultist really has such a wonderful skill.

"Well, I did encounter some strange things and saw some mythical creatures, but so what?" Liu Xing pretended to be puzzled.

Gu Jun chuckled, and said seriously: "In this way, I finally understand that if there is no accident, this oil painting has been set up as a trigger mechanism, and ordinary people will only see the appearance of this oil painting , Only those of us who have experienced supernatural events and seen mythical creatures will trigger the mechanism of this oil painting, allowing us to see the real body of this oil painting."

Liu Xing nodded. What Gu Jun said was well-founded and convincing. For the first time, Liu Xing also felt that being a necromancer was useful.

"So that's the case. No wonder this oil painting is put here. It turns out that ordinary people can't see the real body of this oil painting." Liu Xing pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

Gu Jun smiled and nodded, pointed upstairs and said: "Let's go up first, I just asked the library staff, they said that the curator is on the third floor now, I want to ask him about the oil painting. I believe you should also be interested in knowing about the relevant situation."

Liu Xing shrugged and said, "Of course, by the way, Gu Jun, you can call me Liu Xing directly."

Liu Xing and Gu Jun looked at each other and smiled, and walked straight up to the third floor.

When they came to the third floor, Liu Xing and Gu Jun quickly found the curator of the Ziwu City Library, because there was only one person reading a book on the third floor.

What surprised Liu Xing was that the curator of the Ziwu City Library looked only in his twenties, and he was very handsome, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which made him look like an idol.

"Hello, are you the director of Ziwu City Library, Mr. Kuroba Naoki?" Gu Jun walked up to Kuroba Naoki and said with a smile.

Naoki Kuroba pushed his black-rimmed glasses, nodded and said, "Yes, I am the director of Ziwu City Library, what can you two do for me?"

Gu Jun went straight to the point, "That's right, I want to ask the curator, what is that oil painting at the corner from the first floor to the second floor?"

Naoki Kuroba nodded, and took out a book titled "The King of Tindalos" from the bookshelf.

However, the appearance of this "King of Tindalos" is very poor, like a pirated novel that costs a few dollars a copy on the street stall.

"It is said that in the time of Asuka, at the current border of Ziwu City, a country called the Kingdom of Tindalos was once established, and King Tindalos was the founding king of this country and the only king of the Kingdom of Tindalos, King Tindalos is brave and good at fighting, wise and wise, and can even be said to be a prophet. He has repeatedly defeated the troops sent by Emperor Tuigu to attack under extremely disadvantaged circumstances, and the oil painting is the daughter of King Tindalos. However, when the daughter of King Tindalos was in her teens, she suddenly suffered from some kind of terminal illness and died. The kingdom also declined, and was eventually destroyed by Emperor Tuiko." Naoki Kuroba said calmly.

PS: I will go to work tomorrow and feel tired.