Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

The quality of the ship was not bad. It did not explode on the spot after being hit by the meteorite. It only fell. Du Kang thought it would be good enough to only get the wreckage.    

However, there was one thing that Du Kang, who was far away in the valley, did not expect.    

"We can't go in." A shrimp man gestured with his legs. In front of him, a hatch on the ship was torn open. "This hole is too small, and the passage inside is too narrow."    

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The prawn people around were also stunned. The gods only said to let them come and retrieve this strange war fortress, but the gods did not mention what to do if they could not enter.    

In the cabin door that was torn open, humanoid creatures wearing uniforms were crazily shooting at the shrimp men outside. However, all of their attacks were swallowed by the blazing red Light Screen.    

This...    

"Oh, right. Who is it?" A young shrimp man gestured with his arms, "Bring that thing over."    

A humanoid creature wearing a corset. Led by a shrimp man, it ran over while waving its arms and legs.    

The young shrimp man looked at the human-shaped creature and then looked at the torn cabin door.    

Oh... no wonder the gods wanted us to bring this thing here.    

These were clearly foreign races that had never come into contact with them before. They looked a little like the legendary evil Alien, but they were far less dangerous than those Alien.    

What should he do if he encountered foreign races...    

The young shrimp man recalled the teachings of the god. The god had once used his incarnation and used two sunset times to teach the people of Fire. Most of them seemed to have some useless knowledge, but from the looks of it now, it was not useless knowledge, but the foresight of the god.    

Regarding the current situation, he remembered the teachings of the god at that time...    

"Let me tell you, don't start a movie when you meet someone who looks different from you. What if you can't beat them?" The deity waved his arms solemnly. "We need to be reasonable. We need to communicate. Communication is the first thing we need to do."    

"Although most of the time, different races communicate in different ways, There are still some methods of communication that are commonly used." The Divine Brilliance limbs tapped on the carapace, indicating for the people of Fire to concentrate. "For example, if the other party has a mouthpiece, then sharing food is a very good starting point for communication, if that doesn't work... Then giving some small gifts can also be used as the foundation for communication "    

...    

The young shrimp man looked at the human-shaped creature in front of him, and the completely sealed mask on his head.    

No mouthparts...    

Then give me some gifts?    

The young shrimp man looked at the blade on his left limb. The action of breaking open the cabin door slightly damaged the blade.    

This... seems possible.    

Although the blades of the shrimp people were very useful, they would wear and wear out as they were used. However, this was not a problem. The blades that were too worn out would fall off by the shrimp people on their own accord. After a period of time, new blades would grow out.    

The blades that fell off were the best gifts that the people of Fire used to give to each other. This was not only a memento of friendship, but also a proof of the courage of the person who gave it away.    

Hmm... this is pretty good.    

Crack.    

And then...    

Looking at the human-shaped creature that was still dancing in front of him, the young shrimp man had no choice but to use his other intact limb to lightly hit the other party's head with an explosive sound, as if the other party had calmed down.    

"Bang!"    

Looking at the human-shaped creature that had calmed down, the young shrimp man was very satisfied.    

"You." The young shrimp man pointed at the fallen blade inserted into the ground with his appendages, then pointed at the torn cabin door, "Send this gift in."    

The humanoid creature picked up the blade - - It was more than half his human length. He pointed at himself, then at the torn cabin door.    

Can't you understand...    

The young shrimp man raised his appendages. A blazing red shield covered the humanoid creature's body. Then, he pushed the humanoid creature into it.    

This way, there would be a foundation for communication. The creatures inside the war fortress would obediently come out...    

At the torn hatch, the young shrimp man silently stood there, waiting for the good news to come...    

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Even though he was separated by the Life support armor, he could still feel the heat of the shield.    

How powerful...    

That tall creature pointed at the weapon, then at the mothership, and even added a shield to himself.    

This is...    

Does this mean that if you want to be as powerful as them, you need to use their weapons to kill all the creatures in the mothership?    

Brutal, terrifying, but...    

Truly powerful...    

Through the blazing red Light Screen, he could see his former comrades shooting crazily. He could also hear some of the commanders loudly shouting the order to stop shooting.    

How should he use this weapon...    

It was too big, and the structure was unsuitable for him to wield it...    

"You're still alive!" Some of the former companions were shouting, "What's up with those wild beasts outside?"    

Wait a minute, it seems to be...    

He recalled the actions taught to him by that tall and majestic creature.    

He reached his right hand into the wide hole at the bottom of the blade.    

His entire right forearm was completely stuck into the blade. He felt as if he was holding something in his hand.    

I understand...    

He strode forward.    

"It's good that you're alive..." A Bounty Hunter welcomed him, "I don't know why the commander died in the command room, but as long as we repair the mothership, we'll return..."    

A blade light flashed.    

He did not stop.    

Behind him, the upper body of the Bounty Hunter slid down diagonally.    

One...    

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A shrimp man approached the cabin door that had been ripped open, gesturing with its limbs.    

"What, not done yet?"    

"I don't know..." The young prawn person gestured with his appendages, "I got that creature to bring the gift inside, and now I'm waiting for the result."    

"What gift?"    

"[This.]" The young shrimp man raised his left limb. The place that should have been a natural blade was now empty.    

"This..." The shrimp man who walked over sighed as he drew his left limb, "This is really a great gift... those creatures should be very happy."    

"I don't know..." The young prawn man lightly waved his arms. "We don't know anything about the culture and customs of these creatures. They might not like this either."    

"But at least the goodwill has been transmitted..." The shrimp man walked over and waved his appendages to comfort him, "These creatures are completely different from us, they want to communicate with us. It wasn't an easy task to begin with "    

"Yeah..." The young prawn man flicked his carapace. "I think the teachings of the gods make sense. War is not the whole of a civilization. Communication is also the foundation of a civilization. The people of fire are not..."    

A figure covered in blood walked out from the torn cabin door.    

"Bloodthirst..."    

...    

The two shrimp men looked at the humanoid creature with a blade on its right arm and looked at each other again.    

...    

This way... it should be considered to have completed the mission...