Back at the underground arsenal of the Strange Tales Research Society, Zhang Luo did not immediately read the Book of Necronomins, but first took out another trophy of his own, the "Enma Knife", which according to Pandora was not genuine, and handed it to Frankenstein beside him.

"Can you help me check what this knife is all about?" Zhang Luo took off the skull mask on his face and threw it aside. The mask was picked up by a silver cylindrical cleaning robot gliding over and thrown into the trash can in the corner.

"Hmmm......"

The long knife that took the black scabbard from Zhang Luo's hand, the girl in white silently drew the knife, staring at the extremely sharp blade in front of her. With just a flick, there is a dangerous buzzing sound.

She tried to swing the knife, a confused expression on her small face, and whispered, "It seems to be 'enchanted'." ”

"Enchantment? Is it the kind of magic effect in the game that attaches magic to equipment? Zhang Luo asked.

"Well, it's not technology-side equipment, I can't make this kind of thing." Frankenstein nodded.

"I see......" Zhang Luo stared at the "Enma Knife" in the girl's hand, and began to become interested in the maker of this knife.

――A weaponsmith who can create a terrifying effect that cuts through space is undoubtedly a top master, and it would be nice to find a guy of this level to build equipment......

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps on the right, Zhang Luo and Frankenstein turned their heads at the same time, only to see a big exorcist from Russia, wearing only a vest and shorts, holding a bottle of vodka drunkenly walked over.

"Hello, man......" Darov narrowed his eyes flushed with alcohol stimulation and a silly smile on his stubble-covered face.

"You're drinking stupid." Zhang Luo looked at the great exorcist who used to work in the Monster Management Bureau and asked, "Do you know any of them?" The Monster Authority isn't a good thing either. ”

After this incident, the only good impression left in Zhang Luo's heart by the Monster Administration Bureau has finally disappeared completely.

-- That organization is clearly not "humanity's last hope against heretical creatures." They are also planning something, and they are conducting evil transformation research, and even create new types of monsters.

"Oh, I know, the Authority isn't a messenger of justice." Darov drunkenly said: "I never said that the Authority is just, just that the human world needs us ......"

Remembering the monsters he encountered in Cairo. Zhang Luo mocked mercilessly: "I don't think humans need any damn 'vampire mummies'. ”

"Who knows...... Darov said waving at Frankenstein and turning his head towards the door of the next lounge.

"Does this bastard live in the base?" Zhang Luo looked at the guy's strong back and asked casually.

Although it is completely unknown where the underground base of the research society is located on Earth. But Zhang Luo knew that there were bedrooms for each member in this base.

He had never slept here, though. After all, this base also has a portal in his city, and he is not interested in spending the night in the cold base when he can easily return home.

"He has nowhere to go." Frankenstein explained simply, handing the knife back to Zhang Luo. Then he walked to the test bench next to him: "I'm going to work." ”

Seeing the girl in white turn to leave, Zhang Luo smiled, stopped the large transformer who was passing by him, and asked, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

"Is there something wrong?" Federrick. Karemont asked.

This strong man does not carry a chainsaw with him in the base, but wears a gray suit of a strange size, and his polite attitude and fierce appearance do not match at all.

"Of course, I'm going to make a film, and I don't need a cinematographer. Interested in joining us? Zhang Luo glanced at the other party's thick arm.

If the average photographer carries the camera for too long, it is likely that he will lose his physical strength. The screen will inevitably shake when moving quickly. But if a cyborg like Carremont is a photographer, he doesn't have to worry about this at all. After all, with this guy's strength, even if he shoots continuously for a week, he can still be "as stable as Mount Tai".

"This ...... I'll have to ask Master Frankenstein for advice. Carremont's steel face turned to the girl in white not far away.

"Of course." Zhang Luo folded his arms, watched Karemont walk towards Frankenstein, and whispered something.

Just as he expected. The tall and mighty cyborg quickly walked back and nodded, "She agreed." ”

"Well, then please." Zhang Luo smiled.

He knew that the cyborg in front of him had always been obedient to Frankenstein. No matter what the girl says, she will not hesitate to carry it out.

Now that the problem of photographers has been solved, the next thing to do is to fool an unreliable "evil god".

……

The next morning, the slums of Los Angeles were still filled with homeless people, as usual.

A young man in a black T-shirt and jeans strode into the "safe house" hidden in the slum and entered the room where "Yogsototh" was located without even knocking on the door.

Looking at the madman who was doing a handstand in the middle of the room, Zhang Luo picked up the small thin book in his hand and shook it in front of him:

"I brought the Necronomicon with me."

"Oooo

The man with dark gray curly hair happily approached Zhang Luo and stared at the old book in his hand: "You succeeded!" ”

"I did make it, so it's time for you to post for us to find an actor, right?" Zhang Luo said as he put the book back in his storage space, and made a request to the curly-haired man in front of him who seemed to have been drugged.

Naturally, what he brought this time was not the original "Book of Necrons" taken from the Monster Management Bureau's research institute, but something that was copied from Frankenstein's 3D printer.

Although the appearance is very similar and the content is exactly the same, the replica is a replica after all, and it cannot be compared to the original at all.

"Yes, I'll help right away!"

The man who borrowed the name of Yogsothos rushed back to his computer as he spoke, crackling on the keyboard, and then stretched out his hand to Zhang Luo: "The post has been posted!" ”

Zhang Luo walked over and looked at the computer screen, only to see that on the homepage of the "Heretical Creatures Forum" with a blood-red background, there was already a post soliciting actors that had been pinned to the top, and as for the content inside, it looked like it was written by Jason:

"Tired of killing and being killed, want to experience the joy of acting? Want to make a name for yourself in this world? Want to make humans feel awe of you? We warmly welcome you to join us, the film company is currently looking for actors, as long as it is a heretical creature can apply. With our fangs and claws, shake up the human film industry, and defeat the pale special effects of human movies with real battles! Our contact details are ......"

"Ha, the advertising slogan is not bad."

Seeing that the other party had fulfilled his promise, Zhang Luo took out a copy of the "Book of Necrons" and handed it to the curly-haired man, and while handing it to the other party, he accidentally touched the other party's finger.

“……”

What was supposed to be just a casual touch made the man freeze in place as if he had been electrocuted, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a distorted expression.

"What's going on, your brain is finally completely scrapped?" Zhang Luo stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the other party's eyes.

"You ......"

The expression on the curly-haired man's face was like seeing a ghost, he raised his trembling right hand and pointed at Zhang Luo's face: "Are you ......?"

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Luo asked curiously.

Obviously, this crazy cult god believer found something, and Zhang Luo was still a little interested in what this person saw.

It's a pity that the other party didn't answer his question, but just said quickly: "Get out of here quickly!" Come on! Don't come back! ”

"Okay, listen to your ......" Zhang Luo nodded.

Now that the deal has been completed, there is really no need for me to stay here.

Zhang Luo walked quickly out of the door of the safe house and returned to the dirty alley, but stopped thoughtfully in place.

"Could it be that that guy knows the identity of the evil god I summoned before?"

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and cast a slightly questioning gaze to his hands. (To be continued.) )