I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

"No, I just got lost."

Old Eggplant made up a lie, saying that he now spoke with a genuine New England accent, which was a bonus feature of the game. Since the other party hadn't seen him, telling a small lie wouldn't be a big problem.

"is it?"

The other party seemed to consider for a moment, and then the roller shutter door was slightly raised.

Old Eggplant saw that the other person's shadow was reflected under the lamplight.

In the shadows, countless tentacles spread out.

Chapter 779 is about myself.

the other side.

Zhou Changqing entered the game and looked around.

It was indeed that patch of grass, but I didn't see Old Eggplant anywhere.

"He didn't go? Or did something happen?"

Zhou Changqing noticed that passersby around the grass were staring at him and whispering, and he reacted instinctively, just like Old Eggplant did at the beginning.

But the passersby left quickly, without even glancing at Zhou Changqing again.

He suddenly felt a little lost.

"There's only one car here. I should go check out the situation over there first."

Zhou Changqing walked towards the RV and soon saw several college students sitting there having a barbecue.

People in North America love barbecues. They have parties in their backyards, barbecues for holidays, barbecues for birthdays, and barbecues whenever they're in a dilemma.

For outings like this, setting up a grill near the grass and having a barbecue is perfectly reasonable.

Seeing that everyone there was very young, Zhou Changqing quickly thought of the mission in this instance.

[Task Requirement: Witness the ending of the movie]

According to the mission description, there should be a group of college students filming a movie in this city. Therefore, what Zhou Changqing is seeing now is very likely the protagonist's team.

"From this perspective, perhaps those passersby who captured me are the enemies who are hindering me from completing my mission."

Zhou Changqing touched the wound that had just been pierced. The phantom pain seemed to linger. Just thinking about the twisted and ugly monster held in the arms of the statue of the Virgin Mary made his scalp tingle and his vision go black.

Dispelling his memories, Zhou Changqing approached the university students.

At first glance, he spotted Lu Ban sitting next to the grill, enjoying his meal.

Good guy.

Zhou Changqing exclaimed, "Wow!"

Since Lu Ban is here, it must be the main storyline!

"Hmm? Are you a tourist?"

A college student who was grilling meat noticed Zhou Changqing and asked him a question.

"I guess so, I just arrived in this city."

Zhou Changqing answered immediately.

These people felt much more normal to him, at least they felt like humans, while the citizens looked like puppets, NPCs at first glance.

“I told you there were definitely other people involved, look.”

The college student called out to his companion, seemingly proud that his guess had been confirmed.

"Have you eaten yet? Would you like a piece of grilled meat?"

He asked.

Zhou Changqing nodded quickly.

He took the roasted meat from the paper plate, checked it carefully to make sure it was indeed meat, and then put it in his mouth. The hot meat was roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with only a little salt on it. It tasted very good.

He quickly swallowed it and went back to Lu Ban's side.

"Is this Director Lu Ban?"

Zhou Changqing asked in a low voice.

"It's me."

Lu Ban replied.

He pondered for a moment, estimating that Zhou Changqing must have died once before coming over, and then he inquired.

"Were you just arrested? What did you see?"

Upon hearing Lu Ban's words, Zhou Changqing immediately perked up.

It seems this mission involves making a movie with Lu Ban?

Why did he hang out with these college students?

Zhou Changqing was filled with doubts, but he believed that Lu Ban must have his reasons for doing this.

He briefly recounted what he had just witnessed.

"……Something is wrong here."

Zhou Changqing concluded.

"What are you talking about...? That's the plot of a movie, isn't it?"

Wes, who had overheard the conversation, looked rather grim. He had almost been captured by the citizens, but it turned out he was being used as a sacrifice.

But if this man claims he was used as a sacrifice, why is he sitting here?

Surely he can't come back to life?

Furthermore, since this person was clearly of Asian descent and immediately began conversing with Lu Ban very fluently as soon as he sat down, Wes concluded that this person was probably Lu Ban's friend or subordinate.

"That's right, this kind of plot is pretty good, isn't it? A remote and backward town is holding some kind of strange sacrificial ritual, and tourists who have come from afar become the sacrifices and are wantonly slaughtered."

Lu Ban described the scene while eating the grilled meat and vegetables.

"Scott, do you remember Miskatonic having such a religion?"

He then looked at the only "local".

Although Scott said he had been away from the city for a long time, he had still lived there.

"No……"

Scott shook his head. His camera was set up to film their barbecue, which, according to James, could also be used as source material.

“In Miskatonic, where I used to live, there were some churches, but not as many as this, let alone so many filled with images of the Virgin Mary. People only went there on Sundays, unlike the large gatherings we see now.”

"So, it only started in the last few years?"

Churches, like Rome, certainly weren't built in a day. These churches with strange statues of the Virgin Mary must have been built after Scott left Miskatonic. For a strange belief to reach the point where it could build churches, it must have spread for several years before that. Therefore, Lu Ban judged that this belief, which might touch upon some indescribable existence, might have been going on for a long time, but it was unknown to anyone before.

Perhaps the Miskatonic Film Festival itself is a special kind of sacrificial ritual.

This film festival hosts many horror and thriller premieres, reaping the audience's fear. And fear happens to be the favorite food of many strange creatures. If this hypothesis holds true, then this film festival may be a product born under this belief.

As times have changed, film festivals have fewer and fewer sources of fear, and horror films by directors like Lu Ban, who are not affiliated with film festivals, have raised the bar for audiences. As a result, the religion in Miskatonic has to resort to more extreme methods to appease their gods.

Lu Ban guessed.

Since Feng Yu was trapped here, this place must be more than just a strange creature. Lu Ban believed that there might be some beings close to or at the level of the Old Ones who were causing trouble behind Miskatonic.

"This is so strange. There are no tourists at the film festival, only these odd people. Should we leave?"

The blonde Valerie hugged her boyfriend James's hand.

"No, don't you think this is the perfect subject matter? A secluded city and a bizarre cult, unknown secrets—if we could film these things, or even find the answers, wouldn't that be the most perfect horror movie!"

James suddenly became enthusiastic, gesturing wildly and speaking with great excitement.

What are you saying?

Valerie frowned as she looked at her boyfriend. In her memory, James wasn't such a reckless person.

"Where is that church? We'll go take a look later."

But James became more and more excited as he spoke. He looked at Zhou Changqing and asked, his eyes full of eagerness.

Chapter 780 I've Died Once

Upon hearing their words, Zhou Changqing immediately stood up.

"No, you can't go to church, you'll die."

He said decisively.

"why?"

James had been busy grilling meat and hadn't heard Zhou Changqing and Lu Ban's conversation, which made him puzzled.

"Because I just died once."

Zhou Changqing blurted out, but as soon as he said it, he saw everyone except Lu Ban looking at him with strange eyes.

This feeling is like raising your hand during Monday morning reading to ask everyone to be quiet so you can hear what I have to say, and then everyone looks at you and blurts out that you are a ****.

Are you okay?

James asked, glancing at Zhou Changqing. There were no beer cans in front of him, so he didn't seem drunk.

"Uh, what I mean is, I was just captured and taken to the church, and I almost died. It's dangerous there, so you shouldn't go."

Zhou Changqing immediately changed his story and offered a different explanation.

"really."

Wes nodded in agreement. He still had those dark marks on his arm, and he didn't want to be caught by those strange citizens again.

"Why don't we just leave and get out of here? I feel like something's wrong with this city; it makes me very uncomfortable."

James' girlfriend, Valerie, said that she looked up at the night sky and saw the stars clearly, but they felt somewhat unfamiliar to her. Of course, she wasn't an astronomy enthusiast and couldn't tell which constellations those dazzling stars belonged to.