An internet writer who has been on the street for three years has entered the world of Cthulhu.
Others are fearful, running away, and praying.
He was entangled in the tentacles, and the erosion level soared, but there was only one thought in his mind:
"Is there a bug in this monster's setting?"
Tentacles came out of the ground - so he poked at the roots.
Tentacles, escaped.
The high-dimensional being cast its gaze, trying to understand this low-dimensional creature.
Su Ming said: "I have been writing a novel that no one has read for three years and I am still writing it. Do you think I am resigned to my fate?"
When chaos meets meaningless persistence——
Logic is broken.
