I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

This time it really was people, Mo Guangyuan confirmed. Those people were wearing suits and looked quite different, yet they all seemed to be the same person. They crossed the road stealthily, as if they were walking on tiptoe, afraid of waking someone.

Those people in suits looked at the camera, their eyes devoid of any emotion.

At the same time, as the car moved forward, their bodies didn't move, but their necks twisted, and finally their entire heads turned around.

"hiss--"

Mo Guangyuan looked at it and subconsciously moved his neck.

It's a little sore.

Suddenly, a light shone through the car window, turning the entire screen white. Mo Guangyuan squinted slightly and then saw a small town appear before him.

Although it looks like an ordinary small town, something seems off. The pointed-roofed house in the center of the town is particularly eye-catching, like a church.

At this moment, the girl who had vomited found another manuscript, which recorded the movements of the three people, as if it would continue to be written along with their actions.

Mo Guangyuan became increasingly curious about what exactly was going on with this family.

After driving for a while, they heard the bells ring. The strange people on the road, whose necks could be turned 180 degrees without any problem, stared at them as they sneaked toward the church.

Lu Ban followed them furtively.

"What a joke."

Mo Guangyuan chuckled; he knew this was another silly, funny scene.

Watching the three men imitate those in suits as they entered the church, this scene was filled with dark humor. Mo Guangyuan saw that the priest in the church was reciting something, which seemed to be another work by that ancient capital.

"Does he believe his god created the world, or does he truly believe he is a god?"

Mo Guangyuan pondered, his hand unconsciously gripping the thermos.

Guided by the priest, the three of them went to the hotel again and ordered a bunch of random food.

"You dare to eat this?"

Mo Guangyuan felt that if it were him, he definitely wouldn't dare to eat in such a strange place.

However, the scene of the three eating looked really delicious, making Mo Guangyuan swallow hard.

He hasn't had dinner yet!

While they were eating, Mo Guangyuan suddenly noticed that a spider was crawling on Lu Ban's shoulder.

The camera didn't give the spider a close-up, but Mo Guangyuan could see it clearly. This was a special focusing method that prevented the overall image from becoming unbalanced while still allowing the audience to see what the director wanted to show them. This created a sense of conflict and contradiction between the calm scene and the bizarre object.

As the spider was discovered, the camera continued to pan upwards, eventually capturing the ceiling.

For the first time, Mo Guangyuan regretted staying to watch the entire movie.

Because what he saw was a dense mass of colorful spiders of various sizes, falling from the sky.

For Mo Guangyuan, a spider could be killed with a slipper.

A group of spiders, that's a disaster.

In an instant, Mo Guangyuan felt goosebumps rise all over his body, and his whole body trembled.

Fortunately, the girl was very strong and easily defeated a group of spiders, allowing the protagonists to escape.

Mo Guangyuan let out a long sigh of relief and subconsciously looked at the ceiling.

He saw the spider slowly drooping down.

Chapter 244 Sage Time

"grass!"

Mo Guangyuan jumped up. Upon closer inspection, he saw a small spider crawling on his silk thread, slowly falling down. If he wasn't careful, it would probably land on him soon.

He casually grabbed a newspaper from his colleague at the next table, wrapped it around a spider web, and cleanly and efficiently gave the spider a painless death.

Mo Guangyuan sat down, looked at the ceiling again, and only after confirming that there were no spiders did he put his headphones back on.

The men in suits on the road were gathering. He saw Lu Ban walk into the group and see the man in the suit twitching and struggling in the middle.

The man in the suit let out a hoarse cry, and then a tentacle emerged from his throat.

"hiss--"

Mo Guangyuan took a breath. The performance was so realistic that he felt deeply connected to it, and he felt as if there was something in his throat as well.

No, it really seems like there's something there.

Mo Guangyuan coughed twice, unable to stop the itching in his throat, and continued coughing.

His cough resonated subtly with the scene in the movie where tentacles burst forth from the body, intensifying over time.

After coughing for a while, Mo Guangyuan finally recovered, his eyes watering and his back aching.

He was willing to believe that he was simply moved by the scenes in the movie, just like how he couldn't help but laugh when he saw others laughing hysterically.

In the movie, those wearing suits begin to struggle, and more twisted monsters appear around Lu Ban.

These people grabbed Lu Ban's hands and feet, preventing him from leaving, as if they wanted to assimilate him.

Fortunately, the girl who knew magic intervened and repelled the monster in the suit, allowing Lu Ban to escape.

Along the way, the three of them saw that the town's residents had all turned into such monsters, and the entire town had fallen into madness and perversion. Just looking at these scenes made Mo Guangyuan feel a chill, as if those tentacles were hidden in his own throat.

Upon arriving at the church, the three met the priest and inquired about what had happened in the town. However, the priest only showed them the latter half of what they had just experienced.

Furthermore, the priest told them that everything was God's arrangement, that God created the world and was able to control all things.

"Is this turning into a religious or philosophical film?"

Mo Guangyuan continued reading and heard a voice telling the main characters to go down to the basement.

In the basement, the house that had been hidden throughout the entire movie finally appeared.

He sat at his desk, with an ancient bronze door behind him. Before the group could speak, the door was suddenly slammed shut with a loud bang.

Mo Guangyuan's eyelids twitched; this atmosphere gave him a bad feeling.

Then, in the following time, the house that looked like the final boss showed the three of the true nature of this world.

Mo Guangyuan, who was initially completely confused, gradually came to understand the picture of the whole world through the changes in the images and the family's confession.

Once written, these horror stories become reality. The unspeakable Great Old Ones, who feed on horror stories, see the entire world as nothing more than a plaything that they can destroy at any time. Even if this being sacrifices itself and devises a brilliant cycle of reincarnation, this method is merely based on the premise that the deity will not suddenly awaken or change its interests.

The whole world is like a dream, so fragile that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

This sense of powerlessness spread through Mo Guangyuan's limbs. He felt as if he had become a part of that world, lamenting this hopeless future.

If you think about it carefully, even in Mo Guangyuan's own world, the future is not necessarily so bright.

Human wars, hunger, and poverty are all driving this world toward destruction.

And the entire universe seems to be telling humanity that the end of evolution is destruction.

Mo Guangyuan suddenly became dejected.

At the end of the movie, although the family's plan succeeds and the protagonists escape, seemingly a happy ending, the outside world remains shrouded in darkness.

It's not darkness in the physical sense, but darkness that evokes despair.

"Black, fucking black!"

Mo Guangyuan took off his headphones and couldn't help but curse.

He felt like he had been thrown into a pot as a dish and tossed around by a chef for hours.

My mind was a complete blank, filled with pessimism about the future, lamentations about the misfortunes of life, and despair about the future of human civilization.

After sitting for a long time, Mo Guangyuan forgot his original intention.

He wanted to write his review comments, but he didn't know where to begin.

In such cases, the usual approach is to start by checking whether the application has passed review and what suggestions for modification are being made.

But Mo Guangyuan couldn't have imagined these things.

He only felt sadness.

It took Mo Guangyuan a long time to calm down before his wife sent him a WeChat message asking if he was coming home for dinner, which brought him back to his senses.

He packed his things, shut down his computer, turned off the lights, locked the door, said goodbye to the security guard, Grandpa Qin, and left the company.

I felt lost and dejected the whole way.

When Mo Guangyuan returned home, he ignored whatever his wife was nagging about, picked up his chopsticks, and tasted nothing.

Upon seeing this, his wife immediately became somewhat angry.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Doesn't your company usually not require overtime? Why are you so late coming home today?"

Hearing his wife's words, Mo Guangyuan suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.

Despite the many problems in the world, he and his wife are arguing over such mundane household matters.

He felt that life had become dull and meaningless.

This feeling is like when I first read articles about the origin of life and the universe in elementary or middle school, and I expanded my thinking to what it would look like tens or hundreds of millions of years later.

Simply put, it's the "wise man's mode".

Men in "wise man mode" are very insensitive to external stimuli.

Mo Guangyuan spent the night in a daze, even dreaming about movies. When he woke up the next morning, he felt refreshed.

"What the hell was I thinking last night!"

Mo Guangyuan belatedly realized that the end of the universe and the destruction of the world had nothing to do with him. He should worry about whether he could get a bigger year-end bonus instead of worrying about these things.

He arrived at his workplace, turned on his computer, thought for a moment, and carefully filled out the review comments for "The Mouth of a Madman," classifying it as suitable for adults aged 18 and above.

The corresponding movie will display a reminder when tickets are sold to prevent parents from bringing young children to see it.

Of course, Mo Guangyuan's review opinion is only part of the picture. This film will eventually be reviewed by at least three reviewers. If they all decide that it is acceptable, it will be passed up to the leadership before it can be confirmed and obtain the film's approval mark.

At noon, Mo Guangyuan saw that all three reviewers of "The Mouth of a Madman" had passed the review, and the next step was to have it reviewed and confirmed by the leaders.

He got up and went to the cafeteria with his colleagues. When he passed the office building, he noticed that the security guard seemed to have changed. He was now a young man he didn't recognize, not Grandpa Qin.