It's time to become an evil god.

Bai Ge suddenly turned around and asked the demon behind him, "Can you teleport me out of this Death Beach, back to the real world, and then teleport me overseas?"

Beelzebub nodded and said, “Of course, no problem. The Beach only affects the living and the dead, but rule-makers like us are not affected. And even in this timeline, my anchor points are all over the world. But right now, where do you want to go?”

"Arkham Town, Miskatonic University"

"What good will it do to go see a professor at Miskatonic University at a time like this?"

Ed had also heard of the Miskatonic University professor's ferocious exploits in the Cthulhu Mythos—such as unleashing dogs to kill Yggdrasil's eldest son, casting spells to banish his second son, and even the legendary investigator who graduated from the university and bravely sealed an Old God with his bare hands. But now it was too late; if they couldn't escape the Beach, the mission would fail.

Beelzebub, the demon summoned on the Black Sabbath

Bai Ge said without any seriousness, "I want to have tea and chat with those professors who hold the old seals."

"You can chat all you want."

Beelzebub glanced at the other person, a hint of doubt lingering in his mind. He muttered to himself, "Why did you pull out a hand-binding rope, duct tape, and an electric baton while you were chatting?"

Bai Ge said calmly, "So that the professors from Miskatonic University can have a peaceful conversation with me."

……

When Bai Ge opened his eyes again, he was already standing at the entrance of Miskatonic University.

The university, located in the picturesque town of Arkham, a place known for its outstanding people and beautiful scenery, looks somewhat old. The walls are covered with ivy vines, and an old warning sign hangs on them. Many parts of the sign are obscured by withered leaves, but after brushing away the leaves, you can still see a line of large red characters written on the dusty sign.

[Beware of vicious dogs, ancient gods!]

Behind the fence stands an old 19th-century building with a gray-brown exterior that appears solemn, grand, and dignified. Above the Miskatonic University Library, a thick, seemingly impenetrable layer of leaden clouds perpetually hangs in the air, shrouding the university in a mysterious and eerie atmosphere.

At the entrance of Miskatonic University stands a stone monument inscribed with a series of tedious school rules.

"School rule number one: Students are prohibited from summoning ancient gods on campus at will. Violators will be expelled and sent to Arkham Asylum."

"School Rule Two: Students are prohibited from bringing in any species that could cause the destruction of the world, such as Outer Gods, Ancient Gods, Great Old Ones, or Superiors."

"School Rule Three: This academy will not admit students of superior independent races, inferior independent races, servant races, familiars, or fanatical followers of various Old Ones cults for the time being."

"School Rule Four: This university does not admit students with 'Furry' complexes. Any student found to be in a relationship with such an object will be expelled and sent to the neighboring Arkham Asylum. Note: Sayako is also excluded!!!"

……

"The final interpretation of the school rules rests with the Miskatonic University office."

On the campus of Miskatonic University, several dogs lay lazily on the lawn, sunbathing with their bellies exposed, not even lifting their eyelids. One of them had three heads, each with a strange vertical pupil in the center of its forehead. Some dogs had wings and snake-like tails, and the breeds were quite diverse.

But then again, it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with Miskatonic University's watchdogs growing wings, does it?

Bai Ge remarked thoughtfully, "I didn't expect Miskatonic University's campus environment to be so vibrant."

The ancient god's umbilical cord emerged from Bai Ge's collar, cautiously and tremblingly rubbing against Bai Ge's neck.

"It's fine."

Bai Ge gently stroked the little head of the ancient god's umbilical cord and said softly, "The son of the ancient god can be killed by a dog, but I can beat a dog, so rounding up, it's equivalent to me being able to beat the ancient god."

The umbilical cord was terrified and buried its little head in Bai Ge's collar, burrowing back into the skin.

Bai Ge straightened his clothes and calmly walked towards the school gate. The Saint Bernard lying on the ground immediately stood up, baring its teeth and growling at Bai Ge.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

University security personnel rushed out to check the situation, only to find all the Miskatonic University dogs standing at the gate, barking wildly at a man.

The security guard stood there, stunned.

Bai Ge stood at the door and said calmly, "I am an academic rogue. Today I'm here to challenge your Miskatonic University professors."

Chapter 204 Singularity Bomb

Heavy velvet curtains blocked out the light, creating a gloomy and somber atmosphere. Several middle-aged men in gray woolen coats sat around a round table in the conference room, their expressions serious and silent.

The burning pipe was emitting wisps of smoke that floated upwards and dissipated into the air.

The walls of the room were adorned with a photograph of H.P. Lovecraft, the first rector of Miskatonic University, as well as various strange graffiti patterns, all obscure old seals and incantations that only a small number of professors at Miskatonic University could decipher.

An Egyptian Mau lay lazily on the ground, occasionally wagging its tail and gently licking and grooming its fur. When the work report began, it seemed to understand human nature, raising its head and listening attentively to the meeting's proceedings.

No one objected to the acrid smell of smoke filling the sealed conference room; they all frowned and stared silently at the reports in their hands.

One of the older students, wearing thick-rimmed round glasses, was reading a recent report with a blank expression.

"Recently, all plans at Miskatonic University have been progressing smoothly. The guard dogs donated by alumni from Fukushima have been very effective, recently killing and injuring several suspected cult members who had infiltrated the library, and even seriously injuring a servant of a low-level independent race. They are currently sealed in the lowest level of the Biological Research Institute, and Moscow University has contacted a former KGB interrogation expert to conduct a consultation. We should be able to get more accurate information soon. However, the only regret is that biology professor Lake died while protecting students going to the Severn Valley summer camp, taking down an Old One with him."

"The following is a report of recent bad news: the scientific expedition team organized by the Department of Mysticism to Antarctica was attacked by unidentified creatures, and the expedition team to the Arctic was also attacked by unidentified creatures. The Biological Research Institute was attacked by unidentified creatures last month, and the archaeological team in Myanmar was also attacked by unidentified creatures two weeks ago. In addition, a student from the Department of Mysticism dropped out of school to fly mechs and claims to be resisting the invasion of apostles to destroy the world."

"That concludes our recent work report. Do any of the other professors present have anything to add?"

"I have a question."

Professor Morgan slowly raised his hand, questioning in a disgruntled tone, "Why didn't we intervene in the art exhibition in Tokyo? They clearly invited Miskatonic University. Anyone with common sense could see that this was a scheme to summon some kind of dangerous ritual. If we had intervened from the beginning, things wouldn't have escalated to this mess. If those Japanese had succeeded, humanity would have been plunged into another Dunwich terror event! Or is it that the Dunwich terror event didn't cause serious consequences, which is why the committee didn't take it seriously?"

"Calm down, Professor Morgan. I understand the consequences of this better than any of you, but this is not a situation we can easily intervene in."

The ancient Egyptian cat on the table suddenly spoke up, "But we are also at a loss."

"Your Excellency Buster."

Facing the ancient Egyptian goddess of cats, Professor Morgan appeared extremely respectful, but his heart was pounding wildly. He cautiously asked, "Even you, as an ancient god, are powerless?"

Buster shook his head. "Because they set up an old seal that could shield the old gods."

"Shielding the old seals of the ancient gods?"

Professor Morgan broke out in a cold sweat instantly. As an expert in archaeological research, he knew very well the power of the Old Seal to expel the indescribable. He was astonished that these ordinary prisoners in Tokyo possessed ancient knowledge that Miskatonic University had spent a century to uncover.

Buster explained, “A few ordinary humans certainly couldn’t have orchestrated such a massive plan. There must be another deity behind them, strategizing for a great deal. We have a few backup plans, and if we really can’t resolve this, I will call the U.S. Emergency Committee.”

"Emergency Committee?"

Morgan was surprised to learn that the committee chairman had been secretly hiding some secrets.

"Yes, the current president needs to study occultism at Miskatonic University for a period of time before taking office to master the basic principles of occultism. In addition, an emergency committee has been established within the White House, led by Congress. Once an event occurs in the world that may threaten human survival or even risk the destruction of civilization, the emergency committee will activate the contingency plan."

They could even order a saturation nuclear strike against Japan, using the "Little Boy" and "Fat Man" tactics, in the president's absence, until the entire island is wiped off the face of the earth. If that still fails to resolve the crisis, they will take further steps.

Left with no other choice, Professor William revealed everything: the "singularity bomb."

"Even if civilization is wiped out, we will drag the ancient gods down with us."

Upon hearing this, the others felt a chill run down their spines. Morgan finally understood why the committee had remained so emboldened.

They had already prepared a terrifying trump card!

Ding ding ding.

A sudden ringing interrupted him. Professor William received a call from security, and his expression instantly turned serious. After replying with a few "uh-huhs," he stood up.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Professor William's expression was off, everyone quickly asked, "What happened?"

"Something terrible has happened."

Professor William was pale and embarrassed, his muscles trembling uncontrollably. He slowly said, "There was an Asian guy who called himself an academic hooligan standing at the school gate wanting to see our committee members, and he only mentioned one thing on the phone: the God Extinction Plan."

Upon hearing this word, all the professors' expressions instantly changed. This was a closely guarded secret among them; after leaving that room, they dared not even let the word cross their minds, only daring to use that secret as a euphemism. They were terrified that some unseen force might sense it. Yet now, the other party had uttered it so easily, clearly indicating that he knew all the secrets, even the more detailed parts.

Professor Dexter asked in surprise, "Didn't our dogs manage to restrain him?"

"According to the security guard, he apparently threw a pile of poop at the dogs, and the guard dogs immediately started fighting amongst themselves."

"That's...?"

Wilbur, if he could hear this from heaven, would have wanted to cry. If he had known that a pile of shit could solve the Miskatonic University watchdog problem, he would have definitely taken a few piles of shit with him and sneaked into the library.

"Let him in."

Buster's expression shifted between light and shadow. The Egyptian cat's bones began to grow rapidly, making cracking sounds. Its fur gradually receded, and its tail began to shrink. Although it still retained the head of a cat, its body shape transformed into the graceful curves of a human female. She changed her clothes and nodded, saying, "Since they've come to our door, there's no reason for us to remain cowards. Let them in."

Bai Ge, who was standing at the entrance of the library, finally gained the right to enter and followed the library staff to the door.

The University of Michigan's library is less like a library and more like a heavily guarded bunker; in fact, its century-old renovation was designed as a doomsday fortress, a civil defense project. It's said that the former Soviet engineer who enjoyed drinking vodka had previously designed underground nuclear bunkers.

Two 12.7mm fully automatic sentry guns are stationed at the entrance of the library. They are equipped with biometric scanning devices. Once the intruder is detected as something disguised as a human, the sentry guns will riddle it with bullets.

The patrol personnel around the library also wore power armor similar to that of the Space Marines of the Imperial Manabuzz, and were capable of tearing apart tanks and armored vehicles with their bare hands.

Even the main gate is a rough, thick concrete civil defense structure gate capable of withstanding a nuclear explosion.

The library was heavily guarded with barbed wire and searchlights, and even more outrageous, four Buk surface-to-air missiles were mounted on the roof.

This is merely Miskatonic University's physical defense measure. The ground is also painted, and pebbles are arranged into intricate patterns. It is said that these are magic arrays that Miskatonic University professors found in the corners of vast ancient documents and implemented after studying and comparing them.

Before entering the library, you need to go through layers of security checks and scans to make sure you are not carrying any other electronic devices, firearms or ammunition. You can only be allowed in after passing a mental health test and undergoing thorough disinfection.

The interior still retains the original library decor, with dazzling crystal chandeliers overhead emitting a brilliant light, and dense bookshelves standing on both sides, displaying many old Latin books.

Da da da.

The sound of high heels clicking echoed in the quiet corridor. Bai Ge looked in the direction of the sound, and a graceful figure slowly emerged from the darkness. Cat God Buster, dressed in a black business suit, walked towards Bai Ge, accompanied by several professors from Miskatonic University.

Buster the Cat God sized the other person up and down, then asked, "Are you the one who wanted to see us?"

However, Bai Ge did not answer, but instead looked at the cat-headed, human-bodied ancient god Buster with a strange gaze.

The other person frowned, annoyed by the stare, and asked, "What kind of look is that?"

"Excuse me."

Bai Ge withdrew his gaze and said apologetically, "Because I was a big fan of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit when I was a kid, and I especially liked watching Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit Seven Heroes, Black Cat Detective and Blue Cat's 3000 Questions, so I can't help but want to pet you when I see a little kitten like you."

You're the little kitten!

I am the noble cat goddess!

Buster, the cat god, felt his blood pressure rise and clenched his fists. And what Fury fan would be overjoyed to see Black Cat Sheriff?!

Hearing these blasphemous words that offended an ancient god, the other professors couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy in front of them. Good heavens, daring to provoke an ancient god unarmed—did he really not know the meaning of death?

"Although people's sexual preferences are free."

Buster the Cat God, clenching his fists and trying to remain calm, said, "But I still suggest you just shoot him."

Chapter 205 I'll Summon the Second-Dimensional Evil God