My name is Shen Wang. I'm a psychiatric patient, diagnosed with the condition of “always thinking the mythical beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas are real.” That is, until a woman claiming to be from the Security Bureau yanked me out of my hospital bed. “Stop pretending. The Ninth Division wants you.” That's when I found out the Classic of Mountains and Seas wasn't some ancient book of wonders, but a “manual for containing evil gods” left behind by our ancestors. Cthulhu, the Great Old Ones? To me, they're all “East Sea Pigs,” “Big Dumb Birds,” and “Dancing Red Balls.” Other people risk their lives to contain them. All I need to do is give them names. Unnameable? Not until I've named them. My coworkers all thought I was crazy, until I turned an Old One into a sticker and it went viral. The god's divinity shattered, the evil god was dumbfounded, and the Security Bureau's performance numbers went through the roof. But no one told me that the reason I can see them is because something... is looking out through my eyes. The Eastern Classic of Mountains and Seas delivers a dimensional beatdown to Western Cthulhu! The funniest Chinese-style containment novel on the internet is here!
