Cthulhu Run Group? What a quirky name.

William looked at the cover of the pamphlet, and even though he was a human being, he didn't know what the name meant.

He flipped through the pamphlet and read its contents carefully, it was very thin, so he finished it quickly.

There is not much content in it, except for some basic knowledge, the rest of the places are basically introducing a problem, how to survive.

For example, when faced with those unknown things, especially when encountering strange statues of unknown origin, you must restrain your curiosity and do not study without authorization.

Quickly contact the Order via Courier, and the Order will send someone to take over the statues.

In addition, he also learned that the emblem on Blake's forehead, which was a five-pointed star on the outside and an eye in the middle, was not a so-called alchemical symbol as he had guessed.

Rather, it's something called an old seal. It is recorded in the book that if you have this thing around you at all times, it will basically not attract those indescribable existences and inadvertent peeps.

For in the eyes of those who exist, this mark is equivalent to filth. Most beings would not stare at such a disgusting mass.

If you don't do anything too deadly, those beings won't get their hands dirty for it. Therefore, it is recorded in the book that the old seal is one of the three artifacts needed to survive.

Of course, the old seal is not a panacea, and if you are really too dead, this thing will not be able to save you.

In addition, another artifact, friend, William can also understand, it should be to say not to face these dangerous things alone, but to bring companions.

Or rather, find one to be a backpad, ahem.

However, when William looked at the description of the last artifact, he couldn't help but feel a little messy.

What the hell is this crowbar?

Is it serious?

He was thinking wildly in his heart, because William really couldn't think clearly, how could such a thing become one of the three artifacts of the running group?

I always feel that the person who wrote this book is not in a very normal mental state? According to the definition in the book, his sanity value is estimated to be not much left.

William continued to read, and on the last page of the booklet was the following text:

From now on, you have begun to set foot in a real world, and believe me, after seeing through that appearance, you will find that this real world is such a fear, and at that time, you may be very envious of those ignorant mortals.

Sometimes, you don't know much to survive to the end.

William closed the booklet and sat down in his chair to think carefully.

What exactly Cthulhu means, is not written in the pamphlet from beginning to end.

However, when it comes to running a group, it can be understood as an obligation to join the organization, and when you become a full member, you have to travel all over the world every year to deal with all kinds of weird things.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Now that this organization has provided itself, it is estimated that it is an early investment made by the organization to itself, and he may have to repay it with his life at that time.

William can think of it with his ass that this kind of running group must be very dangerous, and if he is not careful, it is possible for all members of the group.

That's right, all the gifts of fate are secretly marked with a price.

I studied alchemy with Lemay, and I didn't know how much tuition I had to pay.

Thinking of this, William couldn't help but sigh, the excitement of learning from Lemay just now was gone, and all that remained was the confusion about the future that gradually deviated from the plot.

He really couldn't imagine that the water in the world of Harry Potter was much deeper than he imagined, and he was only in the first grade, and he almost drowned himself.

Moreover, after seeing this mysterious and huge organization, he has understood that it should be impossible for him to quit easily.

As written in the last paragraph, half of my feet have stepped into the real world.

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"Wake up so early, William." Terry snorted as he made his way to the break room.

"Where did you go yesterday? Didn't see you all night. He looked at William's face.

"Ah, I went to play a game with the black cat yesterday." William replied casually that he had just calculated his inspiration.

The so-called inspiration can probably be understood as the ability to perceive and associate with the outside world. People with high inspiration can easily perceive changes in their surroundings.

This is also the reason why William has a great talent for magic perception and magic manipulation.

According to the formula in the running guide, William estimated that his inspiration was probably between 80~85, which is already quite a terrible value.

Come to think of it, inspiration is already a high level of thinking around seventy, and for the human race, the maximum value that can be achieved by all the data is over ninety-nine.

No wonder the messenger mentioned his own inspiration more than once, and William was a little depressed after learning about the problems caused by high inspiration.

Gan! I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

There is also sanity value, which can also be called SAN value. To some extent, it can be considered a spiritual force.

When you see something supernatural or something too scary, you will be severely stimulated and your SAN value will drop.

And when the sanity value is zero, people will go crazy and then fall into eternal madness, which is a very important value.

Not knowing what his sanity was, William was thinking intently, and before he could calculate it with the formula, he heard Terry's voice.

Then William casually dealt with Terry's question.

"Is that the black cat you met last time? Why do you always come across these weird things? Terry asked, a little strangely.

I don't know if my encounter will be eccentric or indescribable, William pouted in his heart.

But Terry, you're a bit of a big brain, so by the time you explain Blake next semester, you shouldn't have any problems.

Let's just say that Blake is the black cat he met.

"Also, why are you holding a blank pamphlet? Do all geniuses have quirks? Terry glanced at the pamphlet in William's hand, and his expression became even more strange.

"Didn't you see the text on it?"

William was a little surprised, and he handed the pamphlet to Terry, who took it and flipped through it carefully.

"Are you learning to be confused, William? It's all on vacation, so we have to pay attention to the combination of work and rest. ”

Terry admonished William in a serious voice, as if he thought William was hallucinating, and was babbling here with a blank pamphlet.

"Let's have a good day today, what you need now is to relax, if you go on like this, you'll drive yourself crazy sooner or later!"

William pulled out a mirror and looked at himself.

I, I'm not crazy, am I?

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