Lin Fan transmigrates into a Lovecraftian world, only to discover that the mythological creatures here are a little off.
Deep Ones eagerly share spicy strips with him, ghouls beg him to open a hot pot restaurant, and the Colors Out of Space dance courtship dances around him...
He thought his personality was simply irresistible, until the fun-loving man who called himself “Nyar” clapped him on the shoulder and said:
“Buddy, that hole in your brain is a universe-level bug that can crash Azathoth!”
Lin Fan suddenly understood. Then he sent a heartfelt invitation to the giant taking a nap deep in the city of R’lyeh:
“Cthulhu, quit sleeping and get up for some skewers. My treat.”
