Plague Doctor

The golden sunset laid a soft and stunning splendor on the mirror-like view of the city.

At this moment, Gu Junxin was warm, like the thirsty man finally tasted the water, and it was a clear and sweet spring, just as the silver fountain from the wide square and fragrant garden in this fantastic city sprinkled without any impurities.

It stirred him up, but he was a little frightened because he was incredible.

Randolph Carter Foundation, Sunset City

Is there really such an organization he and Yucchi have been looking for a stronger organization that can help their world?

Is this his hallucination? Still a conspiracy of the enemy...

“The purpose of our Foundation is to help and unite all human worlds and to prevent the spread of the dark world…”

That bright male voice is still coming.

They stood on a wide marbled street with shaded trees, beautiful and colorful flowers, elegant statues of ivory, classic buildings with scaly red roofs, pebbled alleys and green lawns.

This sunset city is like heaven.

“But we also have many constraints… we cannot communicate and communicate with the world at all times… we need to receive and connect with each other… Gu Jun, once you have contacted us, we are also acting… you can remain suspicious, but remember that the forces in this universe are not only the rulers of the past and Niyala Totip they… there are other beings, other forces…"

“Mortals can become stronger and gain more strength while preserving the human mind… this is exactly what Randolph Carter does…”

Listen to these, Gu Jun is like a needle, his heart beats more forcefully.

If a man asks for power from the rulers of old, he will surely have to sacrifice and pay the price.

But there's another way? Randolph Carter?

The name is powerful, and this name makes Gu Jun feel a kind of affinity, a light and noble.

What kind of person is that...

“The City of the Sunset is the creation of Randolph Carter...” The man's voice revered, "We are following his path… His experience is more dangerous than any of us, and we know only a few of them. He has broken through Niyalatotip, faced Yug Sotos… Now he is nowhere to be found, but he is still the original Randolph Carter, and this city is a clear proof… We… can also…”

Gu Jun sees a tall figure looking out onto the city's tallest terrace.

However, the foreground was becoming blurred and his consciousness was being dragged away.

“By being noticed by those dark forces, your world is bound to be in greater danger… When you return, contact us as soon as possible, but not fast enough, nor rush… Because of time constraints, and because your body and spirit need to be honed, we cannot directly give you strength… We will help you to improve in a way you can understand, you have to wait for it to recover, digest gradually, and you will know how to contact us…”

“Remember, never give up hope, we have a chance...”

At this time, Gu Jun heard not only the male voice, but also other people on the street shouting at him, inspiring him.

“Heart to light, never despair! ”

I don't know why, Gu Jun's eyes are a little wet.

Perhaps because of myself, as well as the celestial world, the secret world of every fighter, is not alone...

“Go home! Your friends are looking forward to your return. Have a safe journey! ”

Suddenly, Gu Jun saw the sunset shine more brilliantly, and there was a huge and warm force surrounding him.

Dr Amitich on the floor has lost his breath and exploded into a stench of blood pus.

The library reading room broke down in a violent shake, and so did the world in this play.

Gu Jun felt that he had risen. He didn't need to do anything, but he fell into a sparkling iridescent space. But every shine didn't sting. It only gave him a vibrant vibrancy. He also regained some familiar feeling. Familiar left hand broken finger, familiar PEEK skull, familiar scar...

These residues and scars look so cute right now.

But it wasn't just that, Gu Jun had another long-standing feeling of disobedience, his hands became tedious and his heart jumped hard.

He used to have two abilities, he came back, he came back.

And in my mind, that shattered chaos, little by little, had a golden flash, and there was an influx of sunset city power.

Soon, between the blurs, he seemed to see the chaos regroup into an interface, the interface of the system...

“Ah!" Gu Jun shouted, realizing that this was the way the foundation said it. Now, whatever help he had was pleasing to him.

It's changing fast in the space-time channel, like you're in a vast space, like you're passing a planet.

Then you see a blue planet.

His consciousness was sharper and his body was full of strength, more powerful than ever.

Bang bang, Gu Jun heavily fell to the ground, slightly painful.

He took a deep breath and lifted his eyes and looked around. He saw a field of ripe straw. He landed on the field road. The sky hung a flaming yang, and a loud cicada kept coming. Outside the rice fields there are roads, poles and wires, and cars driving along the way.

It's not like a remote village, it's a semi-urbanized place.

“My backpack...” Gu Jun then found that his own backpack was left beside him. He picked it up and looked at it. The Callup devices were still there.

He stood up, touched his left hand, touched his forehead, pulled his crotch, his old body.

The words of the Foundation just came to mind again, and he looked in his head, and there was an interface there.

But unlike the previous system interface, the interface has a faint Phnom Penh.

This power is manifested in the form of a system that guides him through how to improve himself and how to connect with Sunset City.

Gu Jun tried to open it, but as the man said, it couldn't open, it was still loading, and he had to wait for it to recover.

On the one hand, he told himself to stay calm and not trust other forces easily; on the other hand, he was really excited about it and seemed to have found the organization.

Those thriving ideas have yet to be sorted out.

“Leaving the world of The King of Yellow Clothes, Niyalatotip's lock on me was broken. ”

Gu Jun looked at it with all his eyes. It felt different. There was no floating. It was really here. Too bad I didn't read the Book of the Dead, and didn't get a chance to say goodbye to Bob, Janet, etc. There was a little warmth in that brief time together... I hope they are well...

He raised his backpack, although there was still a vigilance around him, but his heart was hot and many faces flashed, and that was his true deceased.

Coming back, the world of planets...

Listening to the known cicada, Gu Jun walked to the road outside the rice paddy field and headed home.