After leaving the club full of mentally retarded people, Li Zitao breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of running footsteps behind him.

"Who are you? Let go of Mary. Someone is here." The man with sunken eyes, tall and tall body, and was as thin as a stick rushed over.

"Howard, don't." Xu Man hurriedly tried to stop him, but he had already raised his fist and hit Li Zitao on the cheek.

Li Zitao tilted his head sideways and pulled Xu Man behind him. Li Zitao calmly stretched out his right foot.

Howard, who was exerting all his strength, could not hold back his strength and was driven forward by the inertia. Li Zitao's outstretched right foot tripped him and lost his balance.

Snapped!

A standard dog eating shit, Howard lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

He is not a strong man. He just saw a stranger pulling Mary as if he wanted to hurt her, so he rushed forward in a hurry.

"Is he Howard Lovecraft?" Li Zitao looked at the man on the ground with strange eyes.

If I remember correctly, he will be affectionately called the "Master of Love Craftsmanship" by his fans in the future after his death.

The framework he gave, and the various stories constructed within this framework by later masters, made the Cthulhu mythology the foundation of modern Western horror fantasy.

On this basis, many horror novelists and fantasy writers continue to add more settings and rich content to it.

Until Cthulhu becomes a huge system that is infinitely inclusive and extended.

Li Zitao didn't know much about the story of Master Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos, just a few words.

What I remember most clearly are two points:

First, the founder's life was quite bleak. He was poor, died young, and died in depression.

Second, the Cthulhu Mythos is the most classic thing about the inescapable despair and the subversion of God’s inherent form.

Before the Cthulhu Mythology, no matter what kind of gods they were or how powerful they were, they always appeared in texts and records in human form.

They are tall, majestic, and control everything in the world, but they are full of tolerance and care for mankind, and guide mankind towards the light.

Cthulhu is different. The ancient and powerful existence in the universe has omniscience and omnipotence in control of everything in the universe.

All kinds of indescribable and unimaginable horrible existences. They have no good or evil. Human beings are like ants in their eyes, and killing them has no burden on them.

Just like no human being would ever notice an ant being accidentally trampled to death.

In other novels, the protagonist's image is always positive. No matter what difficulties, struggles, and tortures he goes through, he will eventually trample his enemies under his feet.

Whether it's a demon, a god, or something else.

Master of Lovecraft is different. In his setting, human beings are weak and do not even have the strength to see Cthulhu.

Either he died without being able to sense it, or he fell into madness and became mentally retarded the moment he saw it coming.

The universe contains infinite malice towards human beings, and weak human beings can only tremble in fear and despair, waiting for death to come.

How could such a story that challenged the mainstream thinking of society be recognized? Even if he wanted to publish it for free in a third-rate tabloid, people would dislike it taking up space.

"If you could change it to a story about pornographic children, I would be happy to do it for you." This was the reply given to him by the editor of a pornographic newspaper.

Think of a group of ferocious guys with squid tentacles, capable of moving hundreds of meters, a few guys the size of a nebula, turned into yellow kids

"This editor has a brilliant mind and is a talent!" Sitting in the hotel room, Li Zitao said while looking at Howard who was applying ice cubes to his face.

"They have no idea what's in the universe. Those rubbish that always praise the power of human beings and the majesty of gods are really disgusting."

Mentioning his works, Howard waved his hands excitedly, as if "except for me, everyone who writes horror novels is rubbish."

"I read your manuscript and it's too sloppy. Do I have an idea that I'd like to hear?" Li Zitao leaned back and said while holding the manuscript.

After reading it, he found that Cthulhu had no system, no good or evil, and was still in its infancy, and its readability was extremely low.

The boring wording constantly emphasizes the feeling of terror, despair, and suffocation.

The indescribable mysterious existence hidden in the dark fog, when he read it and experienced the Internet era of information explosion, he felt a hidden sense of darkness after adding imagination.

The key is that in this era, people do not have such rich imaginations. For them, demons are the most terrifying existence.

It still maintains the human form, limbs, and head, but has more horns and a tail.

Just like the frog at the bottom of the well, how do you expect the frog sitting in the well to imagine how vast the sky outside is?

If he hadn't met Howard, Li Zitao wouldn't have thought of looking for him.

But fate brought him in front of him, and Li Zitao felt that he should give him some help.

Especially after Howard changed his canary into a more attractive little wildcat.

Whether it's the way she plays, her dressing up, or the changes in the club, they are all under Howard's guidance.

I thought it would be difficult, but Xu Man showed that she was able to do it with ease. These years of experience left scars in her heart.

After meeting Howard, he turned into anger, and the darkness hidden in his heart opened a gap, like an open Pandora's box.

Li Zitao doesn't remember much about the Cthulhu system. The one he's most familiar with is the Old Ones.

But he did not put forward opinions on the details, but directly gave him a space for imagination.

"Infinite universe, endless, gods, evil gods, good and evil camps, in hostility for some special or secret reasons,

The attitude towards human beings remains unchanged, but there must be outstanding points in each work. Human beings who cannot be related to it will end in death."

The heart is tired, and everyone will die when encountering the enemy. What do people think of this?

It was okay until around the 1960s, but now it's a dead end. "The war between evil gods and gods, a little ant who luckily escaped and ascended to heaven,

Even if it’s a setting like this, it’s fine, but someone must be alive and have seen them with their own eyes, and then their memory was erased by the rules, or tampered with, it doesn’t matter.”

Li Zitao spoke in an imaginative way. Howard's initial resistance to now trying to describe it was a good start.

The pale autumn moon hung over the tomb, casting an elongated, terrifying shadow, a strangely shaped

A large group of strange bats flew by, circling against the moonlight, and an ancient church covered with ancient vines stood under the leaden sky.

The object stretched toward the sky like a weird giant finger, and phosphorescent insects flickered like will-o'-the-wisps under the purple shirt in the corner.

I saw that indescribable thing, that majestic, terrifying thing that can never be imagined, that cannot be explained by human beings' small understanding, that is

It left, a gust of wind blew by, and the fog dispersed. I wanted to tell the world what I saw, and the road was ahead. I ran forward with all my strength.

"Well? Why should I run? It seems that I have lost something important."
Chapter completed!