Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 676 How about we give it a try?
Hughes glanced around casually, then suddenly stopped.

He rubbed his eyes and looked around again.

"Where's the fog?"

The surrounding area was an ice field. Although the seawater was gone, it was still in the North, so there wasn't much difference. Since he couldn't move, Hughes didn't care much.

However, Hughes was very concerned about not being able to see the white mist.

"Little Gwen has finally taken control of the Forgotten Sanctum?!"

Hughes's face lit up with joy. This was his subconscious thought. Little Gwen had always been mysterious, and whenever he asked her, she would say she was dealing with the White Disaster. Hughes always suspected that she was just making excuses, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Now things are much easier. The fog is gone, so the white disaster is definitely over.

But before Keshus could rejoice for long, he suddenly noticed a large cloud of white mist trembling and drifting towards him from afar.

The scene felt somewhat familiar to Hughes, as if he had seen it somewhere before. After thinking for a while, he suddenly clapped his hands.

I saw it in the workshop of the Castel No. 2 Textile Factory. That's how cotton was transported there. A small cart pulled a huge clump of cotton. The cotton was so big that it covered people. From a distance, you could only see a clump of cotton moving.

Hughes suddenly shuddered.

The cotton was being moved by workers, but was the white fog also being moved by someone?
Hughes looked towards the base of the mist and vaguely saw a huge...
"Alas!"

A scream seemed to be heard, and then the white mist trembled violently. After a while, a small head peeked out from the mist.

"Hughes, you're awake?"

"Little Gwen?"

“It’s Gwen.” Little Gwen said, somewhat displeased.

She ran a couple of steps toward this place, then realized it was too far away; with her short legs, it would take her half a day to get there.

Suddenly, a thin mist appeared around Hughes, and Gwen spun around and nimbly jumped out from it.

Hughes glanced at her, somewhat surprised: "Why do you have dark circles under your eyes?"

Gwen's face darkened: "You're asking me? Why don't you ask your maid? She's always making a racket here, I can't even sleep!"

As she spoke, she tugged on a thread, and Hughes...
Then I was pulled into a link.

Hughes: "???"

No, it feels like you've taken over the only thing this body could do?
As soon as he opened the link, Hughes heard a song.

"Priest~Clerk~Your Holiness the Pope~"

"Mechanical system ~ Sage ~ Key Minister of All Affairs ~"

"Dragon Breath Cannon~ Bang~ It's all gone~"

Hughes: "."

Hughes put the thread aside and whispered to little Gwen, "What is she doing?"

"I don't know, it just talks endlessly in the links all day long, sometimes singing, sometimes talking to itself, and sometimes saying strange things!"

Does a person talk to themselves endlessly?

Hughes's expression turned serious: "It sounds like some kind of mental illness, schizophrenia?"

One of the major symptoms of schizophrenia is hallucination, and Zoe's self-talk sounds very much like that, and she clearly has trouble distinguishing between reality and illusion.

"I don't understand what you're saying! But I also think there's something wrong with her brain, and she should have it surgically removed."

"Okay, tell me what strange things she said first?"

“She said she was a hero in the darkness, a knight in the shadows, a guardian unknown to anyone, a healer of the sacred fountain.” Hughes’s eye twitched.

"Disorganized speech and delusions are bad."

“I don’t think she has a mental breakdown.” Little Gwen crossed her arms. “I’ve recently figured it out, she might also be trying to treat Beatrice.”

"Azure... Azure Silk?"

"Yes, Beatrice seems to have been injured, and the pollution has been particularly severe. I put in a lot of effort to heal her and she is much better now."

As Gwen spoke, she slipped another thread into Hughes's hand.

"Don't be afraid later. I'll reconnect Beatrice to your system. Her body is full of contamination right now, but with me here, she'll definitely, definitely, definitely be safe."

Hughes gripped the thread tightly, instantly activating the connection, and Gwen suddenly began to stammer.

According to her plan, the pollution inside Beatrice's body would surge in, and she, as a relay, would have to withstand this tsunami of pollution.

But when she braced herself and prepared to withstand the impact, she discovered that the pollution had only briefly touched Hughes before retreating at an astonishing speed, much faster than when it had arrived.

"Don't worry, I know this pollution stuff like the back of my hand," Hughes said, patting his chest, the sound echoing from the large hole in his chest.

The body of the worker Hughes was once used by the Fire-Chasing Moth to descend upon the Lord of the Moths. When Hughes descended, the body was full of corruption.

As it turned out, it didn't take much time at all to purify them all. Hughes was filled with regret after he learned that the evil god could burn things.
The Fire Moth can no longer summon evil gods to play with.

Even through the relay, Hughes noticed after the connection was established that Beatrice's body was far less polluted than that of the evil god.

After all, what was inside her was just seawater, while the evil god's body had solidified into a solid.
Hughes casually transferred a wisp of life force to her. This connection was not a symbiotic contract and could not help Beatrice restore her life force, but it immediately suppressed the pollution in her body.

Gwen watched in stunned silence: "You, how did you do that?"

Hughes shrugged: "I don't know either. Pollution seems to be afraid of me all along, as if it sees me as its natural enemy, but I haven't done anything wrong, have I?"

"Really? Although I've never been to Castel, I've heard of things like stellar furnaces and steam engines, which also cause pollution. If I were polluting, I'd stay far away from you too."

Hughes scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"Uh, how long has this been going on?"

"For a few days."

"Judging by the time, the intelligence should have arrived in Castel by now. I'll go and inquire about it."

Hughes slowly lowered his head, and Gwen waited for a while before seeing Hughes open his eyes.

But his expression was strange.

"what happened?"

"This situation has developed in a truly bizarre way. The delegation successfully acquired the technology, destroyed the Mechanical Sanctuary in the process, brought His Holiness the Pope back, and even organized a rebel army to destroy the Rhine."

Little Gwen: "."

Little Gwen: "Wait, who's in the delegation again?"

"It was Gaia and Zoe. Erwin also brought some of the Guardians with him, but they were the only ones who were truly effective."

Little Gwen scratched her head, opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back, looking like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"what happened?"

"It's like this," she said somewhat hesitantly, "I was wondering if Zoe's soliloquy had some deeper meaning, which helped her accomplish so many feats. Maybe we should try it too? Whispering in various links?"

(End of this chapter)