I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

"Something's not right with you."

Lu Ban said that the girl next to him had almost lost all her hair. She raised her head, her eyes were sunken, and her eyes were filled with crimson tears. The blood gradually flowed down from her nostrils, the corners of her mouth, and her ears, reflecting against her blood-stained scalp.

Drizzt saw the white bone on the scalp, and she scratched through the flesh to reveal the bones.

Ding ding ding—

The clock struck to indicate the time.

"Come on, come on!"

The man stood up anxiously and lunged at Lu Ban.

Chapter 921 Cheers to our friendship

The man lunged at Lu Ban as if to grab him.

Lu Ban immediately took two steps back, but fortunately the man's movements were a bit stiff, like a zombie, and he easily dodged.

pat-

The man fell to the ground, face down.

He looked up and saw that several teeth had fallen out, his mouth was completely smudged, and his nose was crooked, making him look terrifying and eerie.

"Don't go, don't go."

The man made incoherent sounds, his eyeballs nearly popped out, held together by only a few muscles, but Lu Ban showed him no pity.

The other people in the bar continued doing the same thing, completely ignoring what was happening here.

The people here are like puppets on strings, seemingly without any will of their own.

Are you two leaving?

Just then, the voice of a waiter suddenly came from behind.

Lu Ban turned around and saw the friendly-smiling waiter standing on the way out, holding a bottle of beer.

Although he was smiling, he gave off an unusual feeling.

"Correct."

Lu Ban replied, preparing to walk past the waiter.

However, the other party showed no sign of backing down, standing directly in front of Lu Ban and Cui Shi like a tombstone.

"Excuse me."

Lu Ban said.

"Hey."

Trist pressed down on Lu Ban's shoulder, gesturing with his eyes for the person next to him to look at the waiter's neck.

Lu Ban looked closely and found that the waiter's neck was a bloody mess, only partially covered by his collar. However, upon closer inspection, one could still see the trachea and blood vessels in the writhing throat.

Under normal circumstances, such a wound would definitely not result in survival.

But the waiter continued to talk to them, even behaving like the only normal person in the bar.

"You haven't finished your drink yet."

The waiter pointed to a small round table next to him, on which were two cups.

The cup was filled with a red liquid, like semi-congealed blood, emitting a foul and nauseating odor.

"We're not drinking anymore."

Lu Ban resolutely refused.

Trist looked at Lu Ban with a strange expression. He didn't know why Lu Ban was wasting so much time talking to this person. He even had the urge to draw his gun, shoot the waiter, and run away.

"Don't rush, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."

Lu Ban whispered a word of advice.

He knew very well that the more bizarre the situation, the more he had to follow the other party's line of thinking.

Just like if you see a ghost, and you scream and run away in a panic, the ghost will know instantly that you are afraid of it and will immediately chase after you and cause trouble.

However, if you remain calm and composed, or even chat and laugh with the other party, the ghost will begin to wonder what is going on with you. It will be wary and unable to act rashly, and may even be frightened by you and flee in panic.

So-called terror and fear are often just things that are simply illogical.

If you follow the other person's line of thought, then everything becomes normal, and the core element of terror is lost.

Now, the waiter didn't know why they had to finish what was in their glasses before leaving, so Lu Ban followed his instructions and picked up the glass.

The contents of the cup reeked of a foul stench; even if it wasn't something strange, no normal person would drink it.

Lu Ban looked at the expectant look in the other person's eyes, and then looked at the cup.

He took a sniff.

"vomit--"

Lu Ban almost vomited.

As we all know, smell affects taste; if something smells very bad, then the taste will change accordingly.

He shouldn't have smelled it.

Lu Ban raised his glass.

"Cheers to our friendship."

He spoke to the waiter, who remained motionless with a businesslike smile.

Lu Ban took a sip of that stuff.

Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as Lu Ban had imagined.

It's the smell of seawater that has become foul after two or three fish have died, mixed with chili peppers, entrails, and swill, and then stirred and heated.

He took a sip and felt a burning pain in his throat, as if he had swallowed a ball of fire that flowed from his mouth down his throat into his stomach, scorching Lu Ban's body.

The First Evolution

"vomit--"

Lu Ban really vomited this time, bringing up his dinner as well, spraying it directly onto the waiter. Some of the yellowish-green stuff even flowed into the wound in the waiter's throat.

Trist was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Lu Ban to actually drink that stuff, nor did he expect Lu Ban to vomit all over the waiter.

"I'm sorry, I'll take him to see a doctor."

Tristana had a sudden inspiration. He immediately helped Lu Ban up, bypassed the waiter, and led the young man out of the bar.

His steps weren't fast, but rather showed a certain steadiness.

The waiter watched the two quietly, unsure of what to do.

Without looking back, Twisted Fate walked out of the bar, and the policeman finally breathed a sigh of relief the moment he stepped out the door.

"Almost got it."

Trist shook Lu Ban, indicating that he didn't need to act anymore.

"vomit--"

Unexpectedly, Lu Ban vomited a bunch of stuff again, directly onto Trist's pants.

"Holy crap, really?"

Trist quickly took a few steps back and shook his pants, trying to shake off the dirt.

Lu Ban lay on the ground, seemingly vomiting up even what he had eaten yesterday.

Trist also noticed that there was blood in Lu Ban's vomit, which was obviously not something a normal person could eat.

"Are you OK?"

Xia came closer and patted Lu Ban on the back.

Does he look alright to you?

Trist realized his pants were beyond repair and decided to leave them for the time being.

He glanced back at the bar, and to his horror, the lights came on again, and cheerful music and noisy chatter filled the air, just as Drizzt had seen at the beginning.

"Strange."

Trist even muttered that what he had just seen was no illusion. Even a policeman who had been raised with a materialistic education couldn't help but start to wonder if there were really some unknown things in this world.

Of course, Drizzt also had another explanation: the couple had taken drugs and were incoherent, and even the people in the bar were taking drugs in groups, with the drug smoke permeating the vicinity of the bar, causing him to hallucinate after inhaling it.

However, he couldn't bring himself to let Drizzt step back into that bar tonight.

"Cough cough cough."

Lu Ban finally finished vomiting. He ignored the mess on the ground and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"It tastes awful."

He gave this assessment, and his steps seemed unsteady.

“This bar is a huge problem. We need to find Chen Danshen and his team for support. I suspect there may be even deeper secrets on this island.”

Drizzt said, pointing to the fog-shrouded hotel not far away, where lights were still on.

Chapter 922 Incoming Call

Whether it was Trist's imagination or not, the fog seemed to thicken, and even the nearby streetlights flickered as if they were about to go out.

Looking up, the sky was a hazy gray, without stars or moon. This island, this small town, seemed to be isolated from the world.

Lu Ban looked towards the direction of the villa, which was completely swallowed by fog, and he couldn't see anything. He was a little worried and didn't know the situation of Amber and Red Leaf.

There was no cell phone signal, and Lu Ban's old cell phone didn't have satellite short message sending and receiving capabilities, so he couldn't call Amber without a signal.

"We need to find the problem as soon as possible."

Lu Ban muttered to himself.