Traveling to a world polluted by the Old Ones, and becoming a low-level copywriter?
Chen Mo said: You can fish at work, but you can't lose all your sanity.
When a colleague was driven crazy by a whisper from the abyss, he took out a thermos cup to soak wolfberry: "Drink more hot water and watch less evil gods."
When a strange statue appeared in his office, he silently labeled it "no feeding".
Everyone thought he was a lucky guy.
Until the Evil God Cult attacked, he stood in front of the altar and issued a soul torture to the indescribable thing:
"Does your mother know that you look so abstract?"
The next second, the Old One split open—not with anger, but with laughter.
Since then, he has become the only SSR-level villain in the Cthulhu universe.
Ancient gods from all walks of life frantically sent him private messages: "Brother, make an appointment for dinner. I want to hear you scold me."
