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"Eh, Elder Yang, your hair..."

Shi Shi opened her mouth wide because Elder Yang’s hair, although white, was crystal clear and soft.

But just as he ntioned "mythology," Elder Yang’s white hair visibly began to wither.

Elder Yang subconsciously reached for his head, but instead of being alard, he was delighted.

"It’s fine, don’t worry about ! This just proves that the thod must be effective! And the price I’m paying is within my tolerance! Tell about the myths you’ve seen!"

"Journey to the West!"

"The Three Little Pigs!"

Elder Yang: "?"

He could understand Journey to the West; at least it had so mythical elents.

But what the hell is this Three Little Pigs?

Seeing the strange looks from the two, Shi Shi shrank back his neck and explained.

"Uh... the pigs can talk, so they must be fairies... so, it’s kind of a myth, right?"

For a mont, Jiang Xiao and Elder Yang were at a loss for words.

"It’s not Journey to the West, are there any others? Sothing with a broader scope?"

Jiang Xiao frowned because Elder Yang’s skin was visibly beginning to sag.

"Your face..."

"Stop fucking wasting ti! My life isn’t worth much! Hurry, let’s continue! Keep guessing!"

Sothing with a broader scope?

Journey to the West...

Epic of the East?

No, that doesn’t seem right; it’s virtually the sa cast.

Gods...

"Sun God Apollo?"

"No, that’s not what I an, but you’re getting warr. Think again?"

"Zeus?"

"It’s not from that pantheon; try another."

By this point, Elder Yang had lost all his hair...

"An Ancient Greek god who controls slaughter?"

"It’s not from that pantheon. Think hard, what’s the biggest problem we’re facing right now?"

Jiang Xiao started guessing frantically but just couldn’t hit upon the right answer that Elder Yang had in mind, passing by it several tis.

The only certainty was that the myth Elder Yang ntioned should be a Western god.

"Continue... continue, don’t, don’t mind ..."

Seeing Elder Yang speak increasingly feebly, his body covered in age spots, Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi couldn’t bear to keep guessing.

If they kept on, Elder Yang would literally die of old age right there and then!

Yet in the Dragon Country’s live stream room, soone had already given the correct answer.

[Western? Jiang Xiao guessed so much, why didn’t he ntion Cthulhu Mythos?]

[Damn! Right! But with Jiang Xiao’s background, he probably never ca across Cthulhu in his life, right?]

[Indeed a bit niche...]

[But undeniable, this seems to be the answer!]

Cthulhu?

A god within Cthulhu that governs plague!

[@Director Wang use the remind chance now!]

[@Director Wang, everyone at him together!]

With too many people @ntioning, the higher-ups quickly noticed.

Helplessly, Director Wang’s position was special, and without his permission, the others dared not use the important reminder chance casually.

Moreover, he was not in the country at the mont, and most importantly, Director Wang’s location had no network connection, so he couldn’t reply imdiately.

On top of that, Director Wang was on a secret operation.

There were few who could contact him.

But ultimately, thankfully, the higher-ups got in touch with the helicopter tasked with transporting Director Wang.

The higher-ups reached the helicopter pilot and had him contact Director Wang below through a wireless intercom.

"Fine! Fuck! What ti is it to still be following procedures? Didn’t I say to make special arrangents for special situations? Quick, quick, quick! Pass the information to Jiang Xiao now!"

Efficient and swift, soon Jiang Xiao received a reminder in his ear.

[Ding, external reminder received]

[Jiang Xiao! It’s @#%! Guess @#%! It contains a god nad &*^!@! It is the source of ¥#! They are from ancient tis, they exist eternally!]

"Huh?"

"What’s wrong, Dad?"

"The outside has given us a warning."

"Oh! Right! We still have backup! Have they guessed which god it is?"

"Uh, they seem to have guessed it, and the tone is very excited, but... but I can’t hear it, the keywords turn into static noise. What are they actually trying to say?"

Yang Lao weakly opened his eyelids, giving a tragic smile.

"I’ve said before, the na of that entity can’t be ntioned directly. I don’t know if your backup will pay the price for it."

This is tough...

Even people from another world can’t convey the information to .

What do I do?

The Dragon Country live broadcast room fell silent.

They could tell that the higher-ups had passed on the ssage, but Jiang Xiao couldn’t hear anything involving the word Cthulhu.

Jiang Xiao vaguely felt that he should know what it is, but he just couldn’t recall it no matter how hard he tried.

"Old Yang, I’m really sorry, I... I should have read more books."

"It’s okay."

Old Yang sighed, seemingly having a mont of lucidity, speaking as clearly as he had at the beginning.

"You’ve been able to communicate with normally for so long; that’s already miraculous in my eyes. Do you know that those few couldn’t even hear a word I said?"

Hiss...

What a twisted Kaidan!

Jiang Xiao collapsed onto the bed, holding Shi Shi in his arms.

Seeing Old Yang’s breath grow weaker, he couldn’t help but seethe with anger.

"Damn! What the hell is this garbage? All this talk about one god or another! To , it’s all crap! If you have the guts, co and fight face to face! Fuck, you sneaky bastard! When I see him, I feel like saring a pile of shit over his mouth! Damn it!"

Seeing how foul Jiang Xiao’s language was, and yet his own body showed no abnormal changes, Old Yang smiled in relief.

"Hmm, you really are special. Maybe I’m overthinking it, but since the prophecy ntioned that you are the key to our salvation, the outco must have already been destined..."

At 4:24 in the morning.

One of the most authoritative elders in the field of historical studies passed away naturally on helicopter A-001.

In theory, Old Yang died a natural death.

But this death...

His body was covered in liver spots, and it seed like there were insects pupating inside, so areas of skin had broken, and at the wounds, you could see the white tails of insects wriggling.

It was too tragic, too unpleasant to look at; Shi Shi couldn’t bear to watch.

’Bang!’

Just as the Old Master stopped breathing, Jiang Xiao’s door was kicked open. A group of old gentlen rushed in urgently.

But they were not there to help tidy up Old Yang’s appearance.

Instead, they were searching for sothing on his body.

Jiang Xiao watched quietly; they must have had their reasons for doing this.

Finally, they pulled out a recording device from Old Yang’s chest.

A recording device?

Had Old Yang been recording the entire conversation?

What a pity.

After everyone listened, their faces were filled with sorrow.

Gone...

The most important thing was gone.

Following the part where Jiang Xiao said, "Then can we change our approach, you... just give a hint, maybe I can guess what your critical discovery is."

Everything recorded afterward was just static.

One old gentleman collapsed beside Old Yang’s body, holding it and wailing loudly.

"Wuwuwu, Old Yang had a vague idea of everything by the afternoon, spent the whole day preparing, but was it all for nothing in the end? Did he even sacrifice his own life?"

"It’s such a pity, we couldn’t even help, let alone hear what he said!"

Jiang Xiao understood, not being able to hear probably ant the sa as when the reminders from the Blue Star turned into busy signals.

The main reason seems to be their "spirituality" was far too shallow compared to his own.

He was able to communicate with Old Yang indirectly.

Only a few keywords were blocked.

They didn’t even have the opportunity to communicate with Old Yang, only hoping for the recordings Old Yang had made in advance.

But unexpectedly, even such a digital device could be disrupted by a "god".

"No!"

A red-eyed old man, shivering, pulled out a syringe with blue reagent from his chest.

"Old Yang had one last move. Worried about being found out by a god if too many people knew, he only told ! I refuse to believe that a god, no matter how powerful, could anticipate that soone who has already died could co back to life!"

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