Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 162 The End Is Approaching
"Damn it..." Zheng Zha suddenly couldn't find Mu Xiang. He muttered to himself, about to start cursing, but then realized he had used Zhang Heng's catchphrase again, so he quickly shut up.

The story begins on the twenty-eighth day... Since Mu Xiang decided not to interfere with the underlings, the two simply wandered around New York, observing the manifestations of the erosion in various aspects, and exchanging some insights along the way.

Aside from the occasional need to slap a lump of meat away, it's quite a City Walk.

Mu Xiang had already told Zheng Zha that there should be other hidden forces in the real world... Of course, it is also possible that with the intensification of the Abyss invasion, some things have appeared out of thin air in the real world.

"For example?" Zheng Zha scratched his head... Although he had been unlocking the third-order gene lock to simulate Mu Xiang's thinking, it was not his own thinking after all, and it consumed a lot of energy. So after Mu Xiang returned, Zheng Zha was basically in a state of giving up thinking.

Mu Xiang smiled and said, "For example, perhaps there really will be another ruin deep in the South Pacific?"

"K...King Ke?" Zheng Zha was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth wide.

“It’s possible.” Mu Xiang took out his phone and showed him the search page. “I was curious before, how could someone become the so-called ‘greatest novelist of this century’ just by paying homage to the Cthulhu Mythos? And even surpass Stephen King in that respect?”

Zheng Zha stared at the sales comparison generated on his phone based on the information, completely dumbfounded: "Wait, you actually paid attention to this?"

“It’s worth paying attention to; it’s all information.” Mu Xiang shrugged. “Actually, when I read his novels, I also thought they were just average… even the writing style was terrible, completely a poor-budget version of H.P. Lovecraft.”

He then opened another blank page: "But when I searched for Mr. Lo and any of his works... there were no results!"

Zheng Zha looked at Mu Xiang with a start... then, under Mu Xiang's encouraging and expectant gaze, he took a deep breath: "What do you mean?"

"..."

Mu Xiang was somewhat speechless: "This means that there is no Cthulhu Mythos in this world! But there are elements of the Cthulhu Mythos everywhere. The Great Old Ones we face, whether or not they are from the hands of Elder Lothar himself, are all from the Cthulhu Mythos system... This means that this world is a plane involving the Cthulhu Mythos."

"Why?" Zheng Zha scratched his head again.

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses: "Do you think Alice has seen Resident Evil? Ripley has seen Alien? Kayako has seen Ju-on? Generally speaking, a story formed by projecting one dimension onto another will not exist in its own world."

Zheng Zha frowned slightly: "I think I understand... So, according to you, our real world could also be some kind of horror movie?"

“Yes,” Mu Xiang said without hesitation.

[I'll ask Zhang Heng later if he knows about "Final Destination"...]

Zheng Zha seemed to have thought of something and fell silent for a long time... Without even asking, Mu Xiang knew that Zheng Zha was once again caught in some kind of dilemma: "The characters in horror movies are also people in their own real worlds; they are not characters in the plot but living, breathing people."

Conscience connects to the brain, compassion replaces thought... Sigh, Zheng Zha is that kind of person.

Then, on that very day, an ancient city truly emerged in the South Pacific… The terrifying megacity from the dark stars appeared, and with it came the awakening of the eternal mansion's slumbering inhabitants.

The great Cthulhu no longer awaits your dreams; it awakens along with the ancient city of R'lyeh and returns to the real world.

“R'lyeh…” Mu Xiang casually tossed aside the newly printed newspaper about this matter. The newspaper flew out and spun with a piercing sonic boom, severing the mutated bodies surging behind him.

According to the Cthulhu Mythos, the island of Pohnpei, which belongs to the Micronesian Federation, is located near R'lyeh. Starting in the afternoon, before nightfall, the Micronesian Federation was completely destroyed.

Upon learning of the situation in his home country, the UN Permanent Representative of the Federation of Michigan, who was in New York, personally rushed into the UN headquarters... Less than half an hour later, Mu Xiang saw someone desperately jumping out of the high-rise building. Behind him, countless strange figures with octopus or fish heads chased after him, forming a bizarre long snake in the air.

Mu Xiang could hear the screams of humans and the cries of the aliens several blocks away. "Looks like we don't need to lift a finger," Mu Xiang shrugged.

He pulled another newspaper from a roadside newsstand, which featured the tragedy he and Zheng Zha had just witnessed: "See? The real world is in complete chaos. They've stopped pretending! There's no need to control the news media anymore. What just happened is already in the newspaper!"

Just as Zheng Zha was about to take the newspaper, Mu Xiang crumpled it into tiny pieces. He looked at Mu Xiang: "Aren't we going to intercept Cthulhu?"

“No need…” Mu Xiang shook his head. “If the plane theory is correct, New York in this world is the key location to solve this disaster.”

"Did you see that? Now it's not just the readers and infected people whose perceptions of reality and fantasy are blurred; the real world and the fantasy world themselves are blurred," Mu Xiang said coldly. "The power of the Abyss World is manifesting itself in a way that conforms to the setting of this plane, through the illusion that confuses reality."

"So what do we do?" Zheng Zha stopped and asked seriously.

"Wait!"

Mu Xiang snapped his fingers: "I roughly understand how the Abyss World managed to infiltrate through loopholes, and I also roughly understand why the principles of civilization in this plane have not yet materialized... but they will be revealed soon."

Zheng Zha nodded reluctantly: "Then let's wait as you say... So, where did you and Chu Xuan learn about these things related to planar geometry?"

"The Polar Day Festival, huh?" Mu Xiang casually attributed the blame to the Polar Day Festival.

And now, it's the twenty-ninth day... New York is no longer just overrun with monsters; just by feeling it, Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha can tell that time and space are all messed up.

It was as if the entire city had turned into a game scene with bugs running through it. One second Mu Xiang saw a group of Deep Ones gathering in front of him, and the next second they turned into a group of ghouls eating at a buffet. One second Zheng Zha had just turned into the alley, and the next second he fell from the balcony of the tenth floor. After Mu Xiang caught him, he asked, "Where have you been for the past two hours?"

Mu Xiang knew this was very similar to low-dimensional erosion... Although it was nothing compared to the real thing, at most it was a lower-dimensional invasion, but for the Reincarnation Team, it was already very strange.

This kind of environment is definitely more terrifying than a city full of zombies... After all, for a slightly more mature reincarnation team, zombies and viruses are easy to deal with, but this kind of twisted and chaotic scene is difficult to handle.

Moreover, if one's cultivation level is insufficient, members of the Reincarnation Squad are easily deformed in this environment full of distortion and corruption...

Just moments ago, Zheng Zha lost his footing and fell from Times Square into a vast, empty underground parking garage. He then noticed that three hours had passed on his watch, yet another time warp had occurred. To make matters worse, Zheng Zha was now separated from Mu Xiang again…

"If I accidentally return to the Main God Space while walking, I'll be too ashamed to face him." Zheng Zha sighed and shut his mouth after cursing "Damn it."

Actually, escaping from this strange environment wouldn't be difficult for Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha.

When Mu Xiang pushed open the hotel door, he found himself walking into an endless dark temple... He didn't even bother to linger, turned around and punched through the black wall, then came out from the other side of the hotel.

As for Zheng Zha, his method was... to burn!

A deep red flame erupted from Zheng Zha's body as he strolled towards a certain direction... which seemed to be the garage elevator. A trail of black fire was left in his path, scorching the dusty ground, and faintly, distorted light and shadow appeared.

To be honest, Zheng Zha was very satisfied with his current look. The bloodline of the vampires already greatly enhances one's appearance, and this way of using red flames is simply (he would never admit it) a dark aesthetic of a pretty boy with a dark and cruel appearance!
But before Zheng Zha could strike a pose, his expression turned strange...

Did he hear it correctly?
Why is that sound of ocean waves coming from that elevator?

The horror story "The Black Hole" is coming to an end soon, so please look forward to it.

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