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- After entering the room, Professor Anji inherited the tradition of wrangling that is unique to his British descendants.
??From Wilcox¡¯s father to his mother, from the weather conditions to the geology, and finally to Wilcox himself.
Wilcox was studying sculpture at the Rhode Island School of Design and lived alone in the Iris Building near the school. He said that he had liked to connect those strange stories with some weird dreams since he was a child, and said that he had "an extremely sensitive mind."
These words made Professor Anji almost laugh out loud, as if he was watching a clumsy clown.
Which young man, during his rebellious period, is not so self-righteous and unique?
"Somy child, is there anything important that you came to visit me for today?"
Professor Anji asked.
He was not prepared to hear a rebellious child say something unique to him.
"Please, I am a ninety-year-old man, and I don't have much life left. I should use my remaining life on more meaningful things, instead of wasting my life with a young man."
Wilcox suddenly took out a relief sculpture he made.
He looked dazed and spoke artificially, as if he was pretending: "Professor Anji, can you analyze the text on this relief for me?"
Professor Anji felt a little inexplicably touched after just one glance.
Two days ago, my neighbor Su Ze¡¯s visit suddenly came to mind inexplicably.
¡°This is something newly made, not an archaeological item.¡± Professor Anji said.
"Yes, it's new."
Wilcox said, his voice was filled with excitement and became inexplicably fanatical, as if a man was reciting poetry with great excitement in an open field, full of poetry and madness.
"I dreamed it last night in a dream full of strange cities; and dreams older than fertile Tire, older than the brooding Sphinx, older than garden-shrouded Babylon. "
It was a majestic city composed of majestic boulders and sky-high pillars, and everything was covered with wet green mud.
The walls and columns are covered with hieroglyphics.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????There was a sound that was not a voice, from an indeterminable place, which was indescribable, and could only be supplemented by the imagination.
Professor Anji¡¯s body trembled slightly.
He thought of the old incident from 1908 that he repeated two days ago, and the neighbor Su Ze who came to visit him two days ago.
Could this be a coincidence?
Professor Angie quickly asked Wilcox: "Do you know my neighbor?"
"What?" Wilcox interrupted his description in confusion, "What do you mean?"
"My neighbor's name is Su Ze. Did you hire him, or did he hire you? Do you have the same goal?" Professor Anji's association was very sharp, but unfortunately he was obviously wrong.
In front of him was a sculpture artist, a young man who knew nothing about anything.
Wilcox had never heard of what he said. Instead, he became extremely curious about Professor Anji¡¯s neighbor Su Ze.
"Professor Anji, who is this Su Ze? Why do you put him next to me?"
Professor Anji waved his hand, indicating that he should not ask further questions.
But Wilcox seemed to have committed the stubbornness that all artists have at this moment. His persistent questioning finally made Professor Anji relent and told him something about two days ago, and told Wilcox that he dreamed The things are very similar to a sect called Cthulhu that I know.
"Cthulhu?"
Wilcox uttered this syllable, and his body trembled.
"That's right, it's Cthulhu"
"What I heard in my dream was the sound of 'cthulhufhtagn'"
"But, I have never come into contact with this sect called Cthulhu before. Why do I suddenly have an impression of this sect? Could it be thataccording to the theories of some sects, I am the holy son and leader of the Cthulhu sect?" Like, have you received a revelation from the gods?¡±
Wilcox said excitedly.
Professor Anji originally did not want to tell Wilcox this information, but Wilcox pursued him relentlessly. After hearing this, he became extremely curious about the so-called "Cthulhu" sect and his neighbor Su Zhe. .
Let him notLaw? "
"No, I don't have any ideas" Professor Anji said immediately. "I'm very interested in your description. I even have to admire the amount of information you know. It's beyond comparison between us."
¡°Your understanding of Cthulhu must be as good as that of few people in the world.¡±
Wilcox realized in hindsight: "Yes, you know a lot. Are you really not a member of the Cthulhu sect?"
"I'm really not." Su Ze said.
"Hmm, I believe you are not."
Professor Anji¡¯s face was filled with an expression of ¡°disbelief¡±, a look of ¡°I know you must have reasons that you can¡¯t tell, but I definitely understand you and will cooperate with you.¡±
As long as you are willing to continue to tell me all the relevant information about Cthulhu
Wilcox also "understood" and nodded quickly to express that he had the same idea.
Su Ze was quite speechless when he saw these two people talking to themselves about their identities as "Cthulhu believers who needed to hide their identities for some reason."
How could I, a person who was ready to kill Cthulhu, become a follower of Cthulhu?
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