OBS Chapter 2832 Naya's Bad Luck (Part )
Chapter 2832 Naya's Bad Luck (Part )
Chapter 2832 Naya's Bad Luck (Part )
Schiller jumped into the pool.
The other three were stunned. They all leaned over the edge of the swimming pool. Cobert said with some embarrassment: "Should we save him?"
"This is a trap, but he can't be unaware of it. Maybe he has other plans. Let's pull him out before he dies," said Jerome.
Schiller soon ran out of breath, and Jerome fished him out in time. Fortunately, the swimming pool was not deep, so even if the person sank to the bottom, he could be fished out in one go.
Schiller lay by the pool and coughed painfully. After a while, he wiped his lips and said, "It's no use trying to kill our way to the front door of the hotel to get out."
He didn't mention the specific details, but it is probably the same as the first ending. It seems that the hotel problem has been solved, but the most it can touch is the level of incarnation. It can't affect Naya and can't solve the fundamental problem.
For mortals, it is basically impossible to touch the true body of the Outer God. The Cthulhu mythology system is prosperous and has produced many great figures, but among those excellent works, it has never been heard of any investigator who can fight against a being of Naa's level. To be able to come back alive after encountering an Outer God is already a legend among legends.
Schiller jumped in again before he even had time to take two breaths. The three people on the shore were already numb, and they took advantage of the gap after Schiller exhaled and pulled him out.
"There's nothing between the two hotels," Schiller said. "If you jump down, the wind will blow you down and you'll be left with nothing but bones."
This was obviously the perspective of a bystander, but the three of them tacitly did not ask him who he had thrown down.
Schiller then went down more than a dozen times, basically eliminating all possibilities of breaking the impasse. All the hardware facilities of the hotel could not be destroyed, anyone who jumped out of the place outside the hotel would die, and the anomalies inside the hotel could not be overcome. Taking all available routes to leave the hotel could only bring superficial peace, and he would eventually be entangled by the incarnation of the outer god.
It seems that the best ending for this movie is that the group escapes from the hotel in a very embarrassing way, then suffers harassment for decades, and finally reunites in the hotel to fight to the death, but all end up dying tragically.
Although it sounds tragic, this kind of plot is the mainstream in many literary and film works of the Cthulhu mythology system, because the main theme of this mythology system is despair, and the lack of hope is the deepest horror.
The other three people sat on the edge of the swimming pool, silent for a moment. The level of despair was so great that even a madman like Jerome didn't know how to resist.
Theoretically speaking, if the Outer Gods want to have fun, then the best revenge is to prevent them from having fun, which means collective suicide.
But they also know very well that there are endless humans like them, and people will not feel sad if the ants in the ant nest they are playing with today commit suicide, because they can change to another ant nest tomorrow and still have fun.
When you are too weak, all your resistance will seem ridiculous. All your pretending to be serious postures and expressions, your attitude of thinking seriously and striving to survive, your courage and strength to fight to the death, will only add three more points of absurdity to this ridiculousness and become another laughing stock.
Schiller did not jump in again, because this swimming pool obviously not only makes people feel painful, but also weakens people's mental strength. Schiller's spirit has reached the edge of danger, and if it happens one or two more times, he will be brain dead.
"I don't think there is any other way." Cobblepot said: "This is an endless reincarnation hell, just to trap everyone here to death. We are not special. Maybe this is our destiny."
Schiller did not blame him for his negative attitude, because when things came to this point, not going crazy on the spot was already a manifestation of strong willpower.
To be honest, although his teammates are not very capable, they all have a very stable mentality.
In fact, Schiller didn't tell them a few endings, because if he told them, it would seem even more desperate. That is, the power of copyright is also ineffective here, and drawing Mickey Mouse is not easy to use.
There is no point in trying to break through the difficulties with the funny characters that always work, because the essence of everything will be reflected here. Unless you can break the dimensional wall and pull the real bodies of these funny characters over, and maybe even pull their creators over, you will not be able to break through the blockade.
There is no way back to heaven, which means that, to some extent, the universe administrator also has flaws in his management of this place.
However, because of this, Schiller was even more certain that Naa's real body was most likely here. If the Thousand-Faced God had not come in person, there would not have been such a big loophole in the angels' management of the universe.
People always say that Cthulhu cannot be looked directly at, but facing the Outer Gods is another difficulty. You have to find him first before you look directly at him, and compared to the weak ship Cthulhu, the Outer Gods are all hexagonal warriors.
Naya has even surpassed one edge because he has completely overcome his weakness of being blind, stupid and lacking initiative.
It was really interesting. The returning bishop sorted out the clues in his mind, and then he found that there were only a few roads, and all of them led to dead ends.
Although it is not known whether finding Naya will be the end, if there is still any room for a breakthrough, it is to try to find the real body of this Outer God.
Although if you think about it carefully, it’s useless even if you find it, because Nyarlathotep cannot be looked directly at, and humans can’t communicate with his body directly, otherwise their brains will explode, so it’s still a dead end after going around in circles.
Schiller made a decision, which was to wait.
That's right, he planned to do nothing and just wait here, because he knew that he was alone now, but he was not alone anymore.
While waiting, Schiller began to think about Naya's purpose. Although for those who like entertainment, being able to have fun is already a pleasure, but if they have some free time, they don't mind getting some benefits.
Schiller always felt that some of the things the Black Pharaoh said were true, that is, Naya made such a big fuss not just for little Bruce, but at least part of it was for him.
But why would Naya target him? It couldn't be because of the nameless fog, right? Then why would he go to find the gray fog? Why would he look for me?
No, Schiller suddenly had an idea. The nameless fog is not important to Naiya, but the absence of the nameless fog is very important to Naiya.
Otherwise, why did he come to me as soon as I separated from the Gray Mist? When I was on top of Barbatos, I had dealt with Naya several times before. Why didn't he take action then?
In the Cthulhu mythology system, there are too few descriptions of the nameless fog, but Schiller estimated that Naaja should be unable to do anything about the gray fog, so when the gray fog was there, he behaved well, and only came to him when he finally took the opportunity when the gray fog left.
But if the first ending is really an ending, the gray fog came, but left without any burden. This shows that Naya did not want to harm himself, and even if he was entangled again later, there should be no substantial harm, otherwise the gray fog would not leave so easily.
So what does this guy want to do?
You can't really just want to pester me for a drink, right?
Well, we've already drunk the wine, that's enough, why do we have to go through the same old routine over and over again and trap ourselves here?
Thinking of this, his train of thought was basically cut off. Schiller calculated that it was about time, so he lit a white candle.
The one who came was greed. As soon as he came, he picked up the note paper and wrote, but he didn't write long. He just left a sentence and then left.
The bishop came back confused, and became even more confused when he saw the words on the note. Greed wrote "Summoning Mediocrity" on the note.
Schiller looked left and right, up and down, but couldn't figure out what was so magical about this trick. He couldn't handle the problem with both pathology and normality, so you called mediocrity over? Wouldn't he be scared to death on the spot?
But Schiller really didn't have any other tricks, so he simply lit a white candle and silently recited the name of mediocrity in his heart.
When Schiller opened his eyes again, he was also confused. Pingyong had no intention of getting a body alone. He was sleeping in the tower, and somehow someone opened the door and pulled him in.
He looked around, and was first shocked by Gordon's condition, then looked at Cobert's legs hesitantly, and finally realized that he was actually standing on the edge of such a large swimming pool.
As expected, he got startled, slipped, and fell directly into the swimming pool.
With the sound of a splash, Jerome was a little surprised. He said, "Why is there such a big noise this time? Did he think that a different way of entering the water would give him some new clues?"
Schiller was not as quiet as last time when he fell into the swimming pool. Although the water was not deep, he could not swim at all. He lost his balance for a moment and choked on water several times.
The first few times Schiller entered the water were at the edge of the swimming pool. His feet slipped and he fell into the middle of the pool. His legs were not steady and he kicked left and right. The pool was not deep, and after just two kicks, he felt something kicked off by his left foot.
Jerome looked at the whirlpool in the water with some shock.
Schiller knocked the plug off the pool drain valve???
The water in the swimming pool was indeed getting less and less, and it all flowed out through the drainage pipe. Schiller, who was sitting in the middle of the swimming pool, soaking wet all over, still had an expression of having survived a disaster.
After he stood up, he stared at the drain and said, "That's not right. Shouldn't a professional swimming pool like this have a professional water truck to pump water? Where does this drain go?"
After he said that, the others realized that most swimming pool water changes are not like what many people imagine, with one outlet to discharge water out and one inlet to take water in. Most of them use chemical cleaning. Even if the water needs to be completely changed, a pipe is connected to the water truck, and then a truck of water is pulled in. The water is not discharged into the hotel drainage system.
So where did the water go?
A few people jumped into the swimming pool and took a closer look, only to find that the drain did not seem to be a matching set. Instead, someone had drilled a hole in it, and the blockage on it was kicked away by Schiller.
Then they looked more closely and found that there was no water pipe under the hole, which meant that the pool of water should have flooded the top floor of the hotel.
Schiller took a deep breath and said, "It's not my fault. The hole is so small. If it was ordinary water, it wouldn't flow so fast unless it was much heavier than ordinary water."
Jerome is a doctor of physics, how could he not understand this? He said hesitantly: "This water is definitely not ordinary water. Should we go down and take a look?"