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    With a crisp “click,” Shen Shu’s pupils moved slightly as he turned his head towards the source of the sound.

    The heavy door was pushed open from the outside, and a figure wrapped in a protective suit was enveloped in the light from outside, slowly entering Shen Shu’s vision.

    The two stared at each other for a few seconds from a short distance.

    Xie Yi closed the door behind him and took off the protective suit.

    The pervasive smell of blood instantly invaded his nostrils, and a tide seemed to surge in the depths of his mind.

    His Adam’s apple bobbed, he lowered his eyes and exhaled, his gaze sweeping over the almost healed wound on Shen Shu’s abdomen, then landing on his blood-soaked right hand, and finally stopping on the black mass of flesh on the ground.

    The mass of flesh lay silently on the ground, looking utterly ordinary. If Xie Yi hadn’t seen it pulsating earlier, he might not have recognized it as a heart at first glance.

    Shen Shu noticed his gaze: “Does the captain know what this is?”

    Xie Yi looked up at him: “The heart of an omen.”

    Shen Shu tilted his head and chuckled softly, “Wrong guess.”

    Xie Yi frowned as he spoke. Then he heard Shen Shu say again, “Want to know the correct answer?”

    Xie Yi didn’t want to be led by Shen Shu, and answered irrelevantly, “Didn’t you dig this out of the Mutated Entity’s body? I saw it pulsating in your hand at the time.”

    Shen Shu made an exaggerated “ah” sound, “You saw it?”

    Of course, Xie Yi didn’t see it, but the situation at the time wasn’t hard to guess. “Yes, I saw it. You dug it out of the Mutated Entity, so why do you say I guessed wrong?”

    “Because this is the heart of a god.” Shen Shu’s expression became indifferent. “That thing was just a vessel.”

    Xie Yi’s expression froze upon hearing this. Not only him, but everyone outside changed their expressions.

    “You said after returning from Jiangbei that you heard a voice calling you a scion of god.” Xie Yi asked, “Is it that god?”

    Jiang Li outside subconsciously looked to the side and saw Fang Ganlang glance at Hu Xianwei.

    Shen Shu said casually, “Maybe.”

    “What did you hear this time?” Xie Yi’s voice maintained its usual calmness. “The blood-colored vortexes that appeared on the tarmac, and the mutation that happened to you at that time, are all because of this heart, right?”

    Although it was a question, Xie Yi’s tone was very certain. “It’s calling you, calling you to dig it out of the Mutated Entity’s body?”

    Shen Shu didn’t answer immediately, but quietly looked at Xie Yi. After a long while, he asked, “Captain, have you heard of Cthulhu?”

    Xie Yi had never heard of this unfamiliar name: “What?”

    Jiang Li and the two young researchers present outside hadn’t heard of it either.

    Jiang Li muttered to herself, “What is this?”

    Hu Xianwei suddenly spoke, “An Outer God.”

    As soon as he said this, everyone outside focused their attention on him.

    “Teacher, you’ve heard of it?” Jiang Li couldn’t help but ask, “What’s an Outer God?”

    “Outer Gods are ancient and powerful beings in the universe. According to the legends, they are above the laws of the universe, and Cthulhu is one of them.” Hu Xianwei explained, “Before the disaster, these kinds of legends were very popular. Although they arose without any basis, they spread quickly. I had a little contact with some of it at the time.”

    While Hu Xianwei was speaking, similar words from Shen Shu were transmitted from the open one-way intercom.

    “So…” Xie Yi looked at Shen Shu and said, “This Cthulhu is the owner of this heart? And the god of those Mutated Entities?”

    Shen Shu hummed in agreement. “He is indeed the owner of this heart, but Cthulhu doesn’t currently exist on Earth, so he can’t be completely called the god of those things. Compared to him, that Kesila, who has been hidden in the sea fog for more than 70 years, is perhaps more like the god of those things.”

    As soon as Shen Shu finished speaking, the expressions of Xie Yi and everyone outside changed drastically.

    He looked at Xie Yi with interest, glancing at the glass with the corner of his eye, emphasizing meaningfully, “Perhaps to be precise, it’s been 73 years. You should all be familiar with this time.”

    Familiar? More than familiar. This time was almost engraved in everyone’s bones.

    The root cause of the mutation surge 70 years ago was the sea fog that appeared for no reason 73 years ago and then submerged the Pacific Sulem Line.

    That sea fog didn’t dissipate for three years. During that time, various countries formed scientific research teams to investigate, but no one returned once they entered the sea fog. Later, no one dared to go deep easily, and they could only conduct investigations on the periphery, which led to no success for three whole years.

    Just when everyone had become accustomed to that sea fog, people around the world began to mutate one after another. Those people were the personnel who had come into contact with the sea fog during those three years and the people who had been in contact with them for many years.

    “You want to ask me where I know this from?” Shen Shu saw Xie Yi’s mouth move silently. He looked away at the mass of flesh on the ground, and regardless of whether Xie Yi wanted to ask that, he took the initiative to answer, “This heart showed it to me when it tried to devour me.”

    “Speaking of which, it was Captain who saved me.” Shen Shu stood up, squatted halfway in front of the black mass of flesh, and reached out his right hand to approach it. “If you hadn’t shared most of the pollution in my body, I’d probably be its new vessel now.”

    With his movements, the edge of the black mass of flesh suddenly squirmed, and several tentacles stretched out towards Shen Shu’s right hand.

    Shen Shu chuckled at this, teasing the heart like a dog for a while, and then suddenly stood up, stomping on it with one foot, almost deforming the heart.

    Xie Yi quickly digested the information brought by Shen Shu, suppressing the restlessness in his heart. “Besides these, what else do you know? Since they don’t belong to Earth, what is their purpose in coming to Earth and creating all this?”

    “Purpose?” Shen Shu turned around. “The planet ruled by that Cthulhu was jointly invaded by other Outer Gods. When he was taking his family to Earth, one of his backup routes, he was fatally attacked. So he activated a ritual that he had prepared in advance because he had a premonition that he might be destroyed at some point, and forcibly sent one of his hearts, along with his daughter Kesila, who was most similar to him, to Earth, and issued a divine decree to all the dependents who had been sent to Earth in advance.”

    Speaking of this, he stared at Xie Yi with his eyes whose irises were so light that they almost merged with the whites of his eyes, and slowly murmured, “Use Earth as a hotbed, irrigate it with blood, and celebrate the arrival of the god Cthulhu.”

    Shen Shu smiled unconsciously: “Captain, humans are fertilizer!”

    “The appearance of the dependents foreshadows Kesila’s awakening, and the Earth irrigation plan requires more blood.” Shen Shu walked towards Xie Yi amidst Xie Yi’s increasingly gloomy expression. “It probably won’t be long.”

    “I know, they always wanted me to be the knife to deal with the Mutated Entities, and it’s not impossible.” Shen Shu stopped in front of Xie Yi. After a moment, he lowered his head without warning and pressed it against his forehead, then reached out and grabbed his hand and placed it on his neck, a hint of a vague smile appearing on the corners of his eyes and brows. “I can be that knife, as long as you are the one holding the hilt, my blade will always face outward.”

    The rich smell of blood lingered in his nose. Xie Yi closed his eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing, forcibly suppressing his increasingly restless heartbeat and almost boiling blood.

    After a moment, he opened his eyes, his gaze deep, cold, and sharp: “Can’t you just be a normal person? You have to be something else. Are you sick?”

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