My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 1: Your account has been logged in to another world (please follow up)
Year 163 of the New Calendar, the month of frost.

Kingdom of Faruk, Province of Noah, Rhine City Zak Town.

The patrol team's temporary holding cell was small and cramped. Green and black-gray mildew covered half of the wall, and there was a thick layer of dust on the floor.

The door to the room was a black iron fence, tied with a chain, and both items were covered in rust.

Croun huddled in a corner of the room, thinking about a philosophical problem that has troubled mankind for many years.

'who I am?Where do I come from?Where am I going? '

The roar of a steam engine could be heard in the distance, and his nose was filled with the smell of mildew and urine. Everything here reminded him once again that he had entered a strange world.

He was not from this world, or not the day before!

In his previous life, he was just a mediocre ordinary programmer. After his busy work, he only liked to stay at home, play games, and read novels and short movies.

Who would have thought that while I was working overtime last night to revise Party A's new requirements, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart and fainted.

When I woke up again this morning, I had traveled here through the reincarnation of a dead body, taking the place of this young man named Croun.

"It's time to eat." A fat patrolman with a beard and a fleshy face placed a wooden tray at the door and shook the chain vigorously.

The harsh sound of metal collision brought Kroun's thoughts back to reality, and his hunger surged like a tide.

He stood up holding on to the wall and staggered to the door.

The tray was covered in black spots, and its original texture was almost invisible.

There was a piece of black bread and a glass of water on top. The pottery cup filled with water had a few cracks on the rim.

Crown brought the bread and water in from the gap in the fence. He took a sip of water first, then grabbed the black bread with both hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

The black bread was mixed with sawdust and had a rough texture, which made him frown and quickly swallowed it with a sip of water.

"A case of evil spirit possession occurred in a nearby village. The widow whose body was possessed by the evil spirit seemed to be a different person when she woke up. She could not speak, and her neighbors no longer recognized her. The villagers discovered the suspicion. The captain and the priest had already It has been screened and dealt with in the past.”

Evil spirit?What are you talking about?

He paused while eating and raised his head, only to see the patrolman staring into his eyes, his scrutinizing eyes seeming to penetrate his heart.

Memories poured out from unknown corners, and he felt like he had experienced another person's life quickly.

Crown: "."

'I just came across and was caught by something unusual?Gan! '

This world is very much like Europe in the Victorian era, where steam engines were widely used and everything seemed to be prosperous.

But after a strange celestial phenomenon in which the red moon hung in the sky and competed with the sun many years ago, the world underwent strange changes.

The night has become a paradise for monsters. Visible and incorporeal evil spirits emerge from unknown dark corners. The monsters hidden among the crowd also show their true appearance and come out to hunt.

After a night, some people always die strangely, either without a single wound on their body, or with their heads and internal organs hollowed out in different places.

There are also some people who disappear from the world, or whose personalities change drastically and are no longer recognized by their neighbors.

These unexplained events are all classified as supernatural events.

This kind of incident is not uncommon in the Kingdom, and there is even an increasing trend. The government has set up an agency to deal with such cases.

The neighborhood where my predecessor lived, Skunk Street, was hit by an evil spirit incident last night. He was the only living member of his family and neighbors.

When he was discovered, he was still in a state of confusion as he had just traveled through time. He could not answer anything when asked by others. This was also the reason why he appeared in the patrol team's holding room.

Zach Town is just a larger town, and there is no branch of the agency to deal with supernatural events. Only the priest of the church is in charge.Otherwise, he might have already been judged GG.

"No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it is easy to deal with it in the first few days after it possesses a person. It's just a matter of fire, right?"

The fat patrolman stroked his chin beard and said with a relaxed expression.

Another memory appeared in Croun's mind. Dealing with people possessed by evil spirits was really a hot topic, and he had once watched it.

We must not let anyone discover that this body has changed users!Otherwise, the people who eat the melon will eventually be eaten by the melon.

A smile appeared on Kroun's stiff face: "My head is dizzy. Somehow I don't have any memory of last night."

Having just merged with the unfamiliar memories, he could speak a few words in the language here.

The fat patrolman had a meaningful smile on his face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it just that I can't remember what happened last night? What's my name?"

Trying to recall the memories he had obtained, Crown felt that the patrolman's name was on his lips, but he couldn't say it out. "It seems that there are no real survivors of this evil spirit incident. Enjoy your last supper!"

The patrolman shook his head regretfully, turned and left.

'You have to give me some time to think about it! '

Crown stood up suddenly, holding on to the fence with both hands, but the other person's name became increasingly difficult to remember.

Judging from the patrolman's tone, they should still be acquaintances.

'Got to say something. '

Crown suddenly remembered a hazy scene. He once handed several pink test tubes to this patrolman!

The predecessor's father was a herbalist and mastered the manufacturing of some medicines. That time, his father asked him to deliver goods to the patrol police.

"The last delivery was made by me. Was it effective?" Kroun shouted.

Seeing the patrolman suddenly turning his head, he calmed down a bit and continued: "I must have been strongly stimulated, but I'm much better now, and my memory is slowly recovering."

There is no other way but to delay it for a while. At least, it cannot let the other party think that he has been changed.

"It's best to recover your memory as soon as possible. When the priest comes back tomorrow after dealing with the people possessed by evil spirits, he will screen you."

The patrolman looked at him deeply and turned away again.

'Now how to do?I don't want to be burned to death! '

Kroun seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground, his eyes unfocused.

Suddenly, a translucent golden wall appeared in front of his eyes, with a few lines of small gray characters on it, which were still familiar simplified Chinese characters.

[Faruk: 376/1000; Level [-]] (You don’t remember much of this language, you can only speak some common words)

[Herbology: 392/1000; Level [-]] (You can recognize some common herbs, and a blind cat can also create less toxic potions when it encounters a dead mouse.)
[Shooting: 106/1000; Level [-]] (You can pull the trigger skillfully, but whether you hit the target or not is not up to you!)
what the hell!

Croun subconsciously stretched his hand forward, and his palm passed directly through the wall.

The wall was not an entity, it was just an image occupying his retina.

Has the time travel welfare golden finger arrived?Haha, great!

Crown quickly accepted the golden wall. As a certain point-reading immortal, isn't it normal to have a golden finger in time?

As for whether there is a mastermind behind the scenes or whether he is a guinea pig, he doesn't care at all!

Even if there is a black hand, he will wait until his leeks are bigger and greener before harvesting them.

What he faced more urgently was to survive first and not be burned to death as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Goldfinger is easy to understand, just like the skill proficiency of online games in ancient times. As long as he silently chants in his heart, the golden wall can appear in front of him.

He said his name in a voice that only he could hear: "Crown Moya."

The numbers in Farouk's language on the wall remained unchanged.

He thought for a moment, trying to squeeze out his memory. After thinking of a brand new word, he recalled its pronunciation and how to write it, and then said it softly.

A miracle happened. He could feel how to pronounce this word in the most standard way, how many meanings it has, and how he said it in several scenes...

He summoned the golden wall again, and the numbers on it had changed.

[Faruk language: 377/1000; first level]

Serious practice can improve proficiency and gain new insights, which can promote the improvement of abilities and even help restore memory.

Croun grinned from the corners of his mouth to the base of his ears. With the golden finger, he was still scared!

You don’t know how to speak, and you don’t know anyone you know?nonexistent!
Isn't it the liver?
As a Taoist who has played the grandpa version of Blue Moon and used tens of thousands of health charms in Beach City to practice skills such as summoning skeletons and summoning mythical beasts, Kroun said that he is covered in liver!

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