Doomsday Harvest of Cthulhu

Chapter 1 Rocky Mountains
"I'm lucky today. This brown bear is probably enough to teach them to eat for several days. The extra fur may be able to make a new pair of gloves for Alice." A burly man in the middle of the team was carrying the stripped brown bear fur. Said excitedly.

"Save your energy, Wepson, it will take three or four kilometers to get back to the camp. In case of any accidents along the way, it will be unsafe after dark." The leading Asian man held his hand with a Tang The knife explored the road, using its sharp blade to clean up the rocks and miscellaneous branches left on the beast trail.

Wipsen laughed heartily and said: "Hey, what are you afraid of, those ugly ghouls dare to come, I will let them go and never return"

Ren Xingzhi, the leader, didn't say anything but speeded up silently, wanting to return to the camp quickly, as if he was worried about something.

The sky is getting darker, and the Rocky Mountains in autumn are still a bit cool, and the air is filled with a unique refreshing atmosphere in the mountains. If it were a few years ago, it seems that some wealthy people in the United States would choose to bring them with them in July and August. The beloved shotgun comes here to hire a few guides, hunt and enjoy life.

Just as the sun was about to set, Ren Xingzhi and his party finally arrived at the camp. It was not so much a camp, but more like a village composed of many people. The village was located in a relatively flat valley.

, the entrance is only a secret path from the front of the valley, except for the entrance, the other three sides rely on the towering mountain walls, which is a good natural shelter. At the back of the village, there is a small waterfall flowing from the mountain to supply the village. source of water.

"Oh my god, Ren! It seems that your harvest today is very good. Well, it's even more gratifying that all four of you are back." At the entrance of the village, a white-haired old man was carving and drawing on a large stone with a dagger Seeing everyone returning, he put down what he was doing and ran over excitedly.

This white-haired old man looks to be about sixty years old, his face is covered with wrinkles, and if you look carefully, you can see a shocking scratch on his neck, which seems to be scratched by some wild beast, but his face is full of tears. The old man's unique loving smile.

"Professor Mills, you haven't finished your work yet. You have already carved four or five yuan on this stone. What kind of strange runes are you doing?" Ren Xingzhi looked at the little old man in front of him tiredly and said helplessly. with.

Professor Mills laughed and said, "You'll know when it's engraved." Ren Hearing didn't ask any more questions, and the other three also exchanged greetings with Professor Mills, and then moved food and goods with Ren Xingzhi. The fur went to the food storage place in the village.

The village is small, and you can see the end as far as you can see. It can accommodate about 500 people. There are mostly European and American faces in the village. Although they all speak English, you can hear that there are not only Americans but also some British people in the village. People, Germans, and some Asian faces are busy in it, and it seems that young men and women in their 30s and [-]s account for the majority.

In front of a wooden house, a black man was recording something, and asked some people to collect and store the meat on the side. Ren Xingzhi said to Wibson: "You and Alan, Britt go to the meat first. Hand in the fur, and I'll go find Professor Armitage." Then he walked into the depths of the village alone.

dong dong, dong dong

"please come in"

Ren Xingzhi walked into the house, and the interior of the cabin was very simple, with only one stove for heating, two chairs for meeting guests, and a single bed, and an old man was watching from the only wooden table in the house. Books, the table is full of books.

"Xingzhi, what's the harvest today?" The old man took off his glasses and looked at the Asian man in front of him.

"It's good luck. I caught a brown bear. If the luck continues to be so good, I don't have to worry about food for the winter," the man said with a smile on his tired face.

"Hahaha, I hope the goddess of luck will always take care of you, so that I don't have to go hunting with my old bones." Armitage said jokingly, "But seeing how tired you are, is there anything else on your mind?"

Ren Xingzhi sighed: This is why I came to you." After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of charred animal fur from his backpack and put it on Armitage's table.

Armitage frowned when he saw the fur. He clearly felt the magic fluctuations on the fur. The owner of the fur seemed to be hit by a ball of flames condensed with magic power to become like this.

Ren Xingzhi looked at Armitage and said: "I picked this up at Lance Lake. There are traces of people stationed there. There are about 50 or [-] people. They should be followers of the Skywalking Flame Society. This kind of flame Only these lunatics who believe in Cthugha will use it."

Armitage looked at Ren Xingzhi worriedly: "The thing I was worried about happened, because the bullet reserves are seriously insufficient, I can only allow you to use magic to assist hunting. Although I asked you to eliminate the magic fluctuation afterwards, I did not expect The clues were found."

Ren Xingzhi also said helplessly: "I'm not going to move again. If I bump into a nest of ghouls or some strange creatures, the trouble may be more troublesome than those cultists."

Armitage frowned and thought for a moment and said to Ren Xingzhi: "Things are getting more and more complicated. It would be great if Scott was still there. Help me call Professor Matt and Professor Phelan." Come on, thank you Ren Xingzhi, oh yes, I have asked Alice to put the things you want on the table in your room."

Upon hearing this, Ren Xingzhi nodded in response to Professor Armitage's words, bowed to express his gratitude to the teacher, and withdrew.It was getting late, and fires were lit in front of many huts in the village, and some people were warming up in front of the fires.

A patrol team of six happened to pass by Ren Xingzhi, and the leader was Professor Matt. Ren Xingzhi stepped forward and told the man in front of him patrolling with a torch and a sword that Professor Armitage wanted to see him. He agreed to his business and said, "I'll take Professor Phelan there after I've handed over this class first."

After the patrol team left, Ren Xingzhi returned to his hut, and when he opened the door, he saw a 25-year-old sweet-looking blonde woman sitting on the bed, trying to sew the bear skin in front of her into a hat. When she saw Ren Xingzhi coming in, she immediately put down what she was doing and rushed forward, and hugged Ren Xingzhi: "You are finally back. I haven't heard from you for two days. I thought something happened to you." Alice Rubbing his head against Ren Xingzhi's arms.

Ren Xingzhi gently stroked the head of the woman in his arms and said softly: "Can you hope that I will order it? Really, the hunting place is a bit far away this time, so I wasted time."

The two hugged each other, and Alice said: "The management office distributed some venison today. I'm going to cook you some broth now. I put the things you asked for on the table." After speaking, Alice walked to I was proficient in front of the stove, picked up the small pot and ingredients and started cooking.

Ren Xingzhi looked at everything in front of him with infinite tenderness in his eyes. He missed the warm scene at school six years ago, and thought that if there were no such bizarre things happening, maybe they should all be married, and maybe their children would all be married. Ran to the next door to lead the family to ask for candies.

Ren Xingzhi withdrew his thoughts and went to the desk, where there was a parchment book with no name on the cover.After opening it, you can see that the book records some ancient history and wonderful legends in ancient English, which is a bit similar to Shan Hai Jing.

There is a bookmark made of leaves in the book, and when you open the page, there is a drawing of a sword inside, and there are dense notes around it, which records a wonderful ability—the sword has magic
To enchant a sword with magic, you need to carve a corresponding complex pattern on the blade, and then guide your own magic power into the knife. The amount of magic power consumed depends on the size of the sword. After enchanting, use the knife to kill a creature, and then kill The enchantment is successful when the pattern on the blade is soaked with the blood of the living creature. The enchanted knife can harm creatures that are not physically damaged, and can be used as a medium for casting spells.

Ren Xingzhi took out his Tang knife, ready to guide the magic power into the Tang knife in his hand, he took a deep breath and remembered what Wilmas had said to him

"What is the will? The will is the control over oneself. It is the ability to understand one's own purpose and regulate one's own actions, as well as the ability to regulate actions in terms of initiation, persistence, restraint, and change. Just like some ascetic monks, they can Better self-discipline and self-control, their will will become higher and higher after exercise, and some people who indulge in money and indulge themselves, their will is as vulnerable as a candle in the wind."

"The magic power is like the twin son of the will. The stronger the will, the more magic power is contained in the body, and vice versa. The will is like a lake, and the magic power is the water source. The bigger the lake, the more water sources."

Ren Xingzhi held the Tang knife with both hands, and instilled his own magic power into it according to the guiding method recorded in the book. He could feel something in his body pouring into the knife along his chest from his arms to his hands. The process was very Fast seems to be in an instant.

The Tang Dao in his hand trembled slightly. I don't know if it was an illusion or a real tremor, but Ren Xingzhi knew that he had already injected magic power into it and the rest was carving. He was going to see if he could find one in the next hunt. A hare or pheasant can be enchanted.

Ren Xingzhi got up and hung the knife on the wall. There were many scratches carved on the wood next to it, which were scratches used by Alice to record the date. Looking at the time, it was September 1931, [-].

"Xingzhi, the rice is ready!" Alice put a pot of steaming broth in front of Ren Xingzhi, "Eat it while it's hot, and see if my skills have improved." Alice blinked her eyes Looking at Ren Xingzhi, he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. Feeling the salty taste in his mouth, he said to Alice sincerely, "It's much more delicious than last time, really."

(End of this chapter)