[Otherworld] [Feel-Good Power Fantasy] [Transmigration] [Cthulhu] [Steampunk] [Reverse Contamination] [Hardcore Dissection] [Invincible Contrast]
Flesh is weak, so should we ascend through machinery? In this Victorian era, overrun by indescribable monsters, humanity can only cling to life with primitive steam engines. Lin En, an anatomist who transmigrated here, was tied to an altar by cultists from the start, face-to-face with the apparition of an Old One. Yet when an unseeable whisper pierced his mind, his SAN value remained locked at 100%, and he even contaminated the eldritch god in return!
"The muscle fibers on these tentacles make a perfect specimen!" Lin En raised his scalpel with fervor and, right in front of the cultists, sliced the exalted deity into eighty-one pieces of sashimi.
As the Old Gods trembled on the dissection table and the gears of the Steam Age began to roar, Lin En adjusted his monocle. "Who's the next test subject?"
