Cthulhu Panel: One organ mutates every day

Lillian was the first to lean out and enter through the cave entrance, which was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

Ethan and Wayne followed behind.

The cave passageway was dark.

As the three of them descended, all they could hear were each other's breathing and footsteps, along with the occasional squeaking of mice deep inside.

The stench of the rats' nest filled my nostrils.

Lillian: "Judging from the sound, there aren't many rats left. Wayne, give me the revolver; I can handle this by myself."

"it is good."

Wayne pulled out a revolver and a few mithril bullets, and reached out in the dark to hand them to Lillian.

Lillian took it, quickened her pace, and loaded the ammunition as she did so.

The three of them walked down the path for about seven or eight minutes before they could feel the terrain gradually opening up.

The surrounding sound echoes indicate that this is a hall or room.

Wayne recalled the case report he had seen at the time:

[There is a large hall in the cave beneath the tomb, with interconnected passageways, covering almost half of the cemetery.]

[In the center of the room was a giant human face symbol made up of rat heads. Benjamin's mutilated body was found at the scene. The victim had encountered an A-level mutant. A-level mutants have a very low aggression. The Operations Department successfully eliminated the mutant and brought back the complete remains of the A-level mutant.]

They should be in that hall right now.

Even without a light source, a faint red glow could be seen in the center of the hall in the distance.

Some of the terrain could be vaguely seen in the dim light.

Walking forward towards the center of the hall, I did not see a rat's head, nor did I see or step on any puzzle pieces that resembled human faces.

Only a few single mice occasionally pounced, and Lillian dealt with them all with her revolver.

Occasionally, three or five rats would attack at once, but Lillian would end the fight with a single punch that burst out in gray flames.

Amidst the intermittent flashes of light from the revolver firing and the ashes, it was clear that there were no giant human face symbols in the hall.

The last remaining small population of rats was also wiped out.

The three of them stopped.

Ethan asked, "It wasn't too difficult, was it? These rat mutants should be completely wiped out by now, right?"

Lillian nodded: "They should be completely wiped out. This place is very spacious and flat, with no hiding place for rats."

Ethan continued, "Wayne, now that the rat mutant has been eliminated, how do we escape this dream?"

Wei En focused intently on sensing the location of the tattered page.

The fragment was located in the center of the hall.

"I think I know how to escape the dream."

As Wei En spoke, filled with excitement, he walked towards the direction of the fragmented page.

Four nightmares.

We're finally going to get that tattered page.

I wonder what kind of improvement the fragments of the "Seven Chapters of the Mysterious Monarch's Secret Scripture" will bring to the panel.

Wayne felt he had reached the tattered page.

In a daze, he saw the faint red glow emanating from the tattered page expanding.

He gently reached out and touched the tattered page, then gripped it tightly.

Twisted threads appeared before my eyes.

[Fragment]

[Collagen-like eyes: Dark lipids gradually seep into the eye sockets, allowing the perception of shadow outlines and subtle vibrations even in darkness]

Olfactory glands: Proliferating mucous membranes within the nasal cavity, capable of detecting extremely faint odors and tracking living creatures.

[Flexible bone: Abnormal proliferation of joint capsules, shoulder and hip misalignment and dislocation, compressing body shape to squeeze into narrow gaps]

"Can torn pages mutate into new organs?"

Wayne suddenly felt an itch in his eyes, nostrils, and all his joints, as if new tissue was growing along with the panel.

The itching stopped after a short while.

Wayne felt that the outlines of objects in the darkness became clearer, the smell of blood from the rat corpses and the stench from the rat burrows became more distinct, and every joint in his body seemed to be able to contract and relax freely.

"very good."

Wayne turned and called out to Ethan and Lillian.

But after calling out several times, Ethan and Lillian did not respond.

There was not even the sound of breathing or footsteps.

"Strange...where did they go?"

Wayne looked at the torn page in his hand again. The page gradually heated up, emitting a red light that turned deep red and scarlet.

A sudden dizziness.

Wayne's consciousness was hazy, and his vision was plunged into complete darkness, an empty darkness.

Gradually.

He saw an object in the darkness, or rather, a human face.

It has complete facial features, two long ears, and two long whiskers.

It's that human face icon.

But the face icon moved.

The two long whiskers swayed back and forth.

Those two long ears swayed back and forth.

The face seemed to be moving.

A dense group of figures gradually appeared around the face.

The face used its two long ears to knock down all the figures with unstoppable force, then swung its two whiskers and continued to charge forward, knocking down figures one after another.

Until it seemed to sense someone watching it, it turned its head and saw Wayne, so it changed direction and rushed towards Wayne.

A profound sense of fear pervaded the air; death was imminent.

That face was unparalleled.

Its movement was incredibly fast, as if it were traversing space, and it rushed towards Wayne's face...

Emergency moment.

Wei En suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

What you see is the ceiling and crystal chandelier of room 213.

He fell asleep on the heavy weapons equipment box.

The morning light was already shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting in the corners of Wayne's eyes.

He turned his head away from the light, rubbed his eyes, and stared blankly.

The nightmare is over.

But that tattered page not only contributed to the physical deformities, it also carried information about facial symbols.

Wayne adjusted his breathing, quickly calmed his mind, and then entered a state of excitement.

"That tattered page in the dream should have been directly integrated into the 'Seven Chapters of the Mysterious Monarch's Secret Scripture,' becoming part of the panel."

"It seems the rat mutant has been eliminated and the fragments have been obtained. This nightmare should be over."

Wayne sat up, put the crowbar and revolver aside, checked the Heart Nail in his pocket again, and found it undamaged. He then glanced at the time.

It is 7:10 a.m.

He quickly washed up, wiped the water droplets from his face, and saw his slightly tired face reflected in the mirror, with faint bluish-black bite marks on the side of his neck.

"Why does this look so much like a hickey?"

Wei En rubbed it and examined it closely, discovering that the bluish-black bite marks could not be explained by medicine.

"It seems like it won't go away."

"No, we still need to cover it up."

Wayne went to find some clothes, but realized he hadn't brought a change of clothes and was still smelling of champagne, so he had to give up.

"Since we can't cover it up, let's accept it and cover it up when we get back to Michigan."

So he packed his bags and prepared to have breakfast with his sister Rosalind.

Push open the door.

Then they saw Charlotte standing outside the door, about to knock.

Wayne was somewhat surprised:

"Charlotte, what's wrong with you...?"

Charlotte had a full head of blonde hair and delicate features. She wore a preppy, fitted long dress, which looked completely out of place in the hotel corridor.

She curled a strand of her blonde hair with her fingers:

"I'll let you know about the return arrangements. We'll take the bus back to Michigan at 11:00 AM. Let's take care of everything that needs to be done before then."