Subtitle of this chapter: Closing the bill at the end of the water

"Save, save, save the world......" The master who loves craftsmanship was suddenly knocked down by such a grand sense of mission. He suddenly became energetic www.biquge.info and asked in a trembling voice, "That, that, then what should we do?" ”

Yuan Yanqian stood up straight suddenly, his right hand on his waist, not for posing, but because he felt backache from unlocking too many poses a few hours ago.

He waved his left hand and said impassionedly, "Of course we should become an organization!" ”

"Organization?!"

Our Master Yuan nodded, "Yes, an organization that resists the forces of evil and their minions. What do you think of the name Special-Containment-Procedures-Foundation? ”

"SCP Foundation? The name ......," said the Craftsman, who smacked his head, "seems a little incomprehensible." ”

Hey, how can it be so difficult to understand, it's as easy to understand as the stalk of this book?

Our Master Yuan said confidently, "Well, is it just difficult to understand. In fact, the purpose of the name is to avoid panic among the public. ”

"Actually, the goal of our organization is really to contain 'objects with anomalous properties'. The term 'objects with anomalous qualities' refers to demagogic minds, human beings who willingly degenerate into minions of evil gods, organizations with evil intentions, and even the destruction of the world...... Anything that has to do with evil gods. Many of these "objects" can be both physically dangerous to people and psychologically affecting people around the world, shaking the personal beliefs of ordinary people and interfering with their daily lives. ”

"Mr. Ai Craft, if you think about it, such an organization is naturally low-key and low-key. How can we tell the world that we are going to destroy Freemasonry? Or to publish anti-Semitic articles as bluntly as you do? In this case, we are either treated as nonsense lunatics by conservatives, or branded as racists by radicals. ”

"And aren't we doing a non-profit public good? It's going to be called the Foundation, of course. ”

The old man blushed, nodded and said, "Then how should this SCP Foundation be run?" ”

"Hehehe...... Yuan Yan smiled and said confidently, "The first step is naturally to be sick...... Well, I will make friends with the text. ”

"Meeting friends with text?!"

"Yes, yes, please think about how I, the 'Sage of the Bamboo Forest', found you, the 'Dream Weaver', and how did you come to me again in the first place? It's not because of the novels we write and your newspapers. So our first step, of course, was to write more novels and recruit like-minded people. Of course, we must also pay attention to concealment, so as not to allow our enemies to discover our true intentions too soon. ”

"But...... But where are the novels we write? ”

This is indeed a problem. Almost all of the later Cthulhu novels were published in a fantasy magazine called Weried-Tales, though it didn't appear until March 1923.

Our Master Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that we are going to do it ourselves." Well, we at the SCP Foundation should have a magazine of our own, called ......"

What's it called? Naturally, the SCP Foundation should have a magazine of the same name.

He touched his chin and thought about it, S is Strange, C is Code, and P is Periodical.

It's a good name, but it's good that it's more subtle.

"I've decided, it's called Strange-Code-Periodical!"

"Journal of Strange Laws......" said with a taste in the love of craftsmanship, and nodded, "This name is indeed good. ”

As a result, not only did not hinder it, but strongly promoted the development of fantasy novels around the world, "Oddcode Magazine" was born.

The master licked his lips and said a little cowardly: "It's naturally good to run a magazine, but it's ......"

"But you need money!"

Although it really didn't cost much money to run a magazine at this time, the famous Reader's Digest was founded in 1922 with a start-up capital of only $5,000. But Yuan Yanqian frowned when he heard this, and he remembered something, the father of Cthulhu in front of him was a poor ghost.

His father, a traveling salesman, died of a stroke caused by syphilis when he was a child. His mother took him back to his grandfather's house. His maternal grandfather was a successful entrepreneur, but he was on the verge of bankruptcy due to a failed investment. So he only received a very small inheritance from his elders.

Even more unfortunate is that his mother is a woman with a paranoid personality who dotes on her only son to the point of pathology. The childhood of an adult who loves crafts was spent almost in isolation. Except for the large number of occult books left by his grandfather, it can be said that he did not even have a little friend. Later, he didn't even finish high school (he insisted that he finished high school, but he really didn't get a diploma). I wanted to go to the astronomy department at Brown University and was rejected.

This resulted in his withdrawn and eccentric personality, which also made him lose his ability to earn a living, and he had to live with two aunts after his mother's death. And the lovers of craftsmanship also hold the stubborn notion of the Victorian gentleman, that is, the gentleman does not work to make money, but for some nobler purpose or ...... Playful. So he became a street writer.

He later divorced his Jewish wife, who was several years older than him, in part because he could not afford to provide for the family, and his wife had to go to Cleveland for employment. I have to say that a long-distance relationship hurts feelings and chastity.

But precisely because he is an "old-school gentleman", his character is quite good. His psychology is not so perverted, and it is probably vented to the relationship in the novel.

By 1937, as a novelist, Ai Craft Master had become quite famous in the world of horror fiction, and in addition to having a large number of fans, his remuneration also made his life less difficult. At the age of 46, a writer is the golden age of a writer, and at this age, the author's writing skills are polished, his life experience is rich enough, and his ideological system is mature and stable. Originally, he would definitely be able to go to the next level, but unfortunately his long-term poverty and depressing life caused him to suffer from intestinal cancer, which led to his death.

In short, the two literary masters who will become famous in the future can now be called anonymous.

Of course, as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace of the Financial Empire, it is impossible for our Master Yuan to remain so poor forever, so his little brother will not be so miserable in the future.

Yuan Yanqian couldn't let his newly acquired little brother be discouraged, he showed an indifferent expression and said, "It's okay, just leave the money to me." However, I am about to finish my doctoral dissertation recently, so I will have to trouble you to prepare for the magazine. ”

Lord Ai Craft nodded happily and said, "It's no problem at all, but it's ......"

He thought of a dilemma: "But what kind of novels are we going to publish?" Just the two of us don't have enough money for a magazine. ”

Our Master Yuan sighed in his heart again, not only did he not have any US dollars, but also no B coins.

"Ahh Mr. Yuan, what's wrong with you? ”

He suddenly found that the "Sage of the Bamboo Forest" from China was staring at him with a strange gaze that seemed to be ...... It's like looking at a money bag.

"Mr. Yuan? Mr. Yuan! ”

"Ah, I'm fine!" Our Master Yuan's ears were filled with the sound of coins clashing, and he didn't even hear what the master of love craftsmanship said, and now he came back to his senses.

"Master Ball, hurry up, check how many B coins I have now!"