Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Ever since he came to the city, Anubis had fallen in love with hotpot, a food full of labor and wisdom. Of course. His overly sensitive tongue made it hard for him to eat spicy food, but it did not stop him from ordering spicy hotpot soup or the Man and Man Pan. As for whether he would be teased if he did this... It was normal that he could not eat spicy food.    

"What a coincidence, I don't like spicy food either."    

On the second floor of the hotpot restaurant, the black armor picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Then, he nodded slightly.    

"The spiciness is essentially a kind of pain, so to put it bluntly, you like to eat spicy food, but you like to eat painful food. ... Anubis, what do you think?"    

"Indeed... If you eat too much spicy food, it will be a little troublesome to go to the toilet."    

Anubis could not help but sigh.    

"In the words of now, 'ASS can spit fire'. ... So, what business do you have with me this time? "    

"I do have business with you"    

Du Kang poured two glasses of beer, then picked up one himself and gulped it down.    

"Well, although it is a bit embarrassing, I still need to ask what I need to ask... I remember you used to open Hell, right?"    

"Yes."    

Anubis nodded.    

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what the person called Nyarlathotep had predicted.    

In the chaotic battle, Anubis had a short conversation with the man named Nyarlathotep. Although the conversation ended on bad terms, the two of them had at least reached a brief agreement.    

For example, Nyarlathotep had to abide by the agreement and release the Cat Goddess Buster, who had been in custody for who knew how many years. Anubis also had to do something for her when necessary.    

For example, now.    

"Life and death..."    

As he drank and listened to the other party's nagging, Anubis gradually understood what "Mr. Gondor" wanted to express.    

Aging and dying, countless mortals and spirits were trapped in this place, unable to free themselves. Of course, Anubis was a god, so he wouldn't care about such a small matter. As long as there were still believers singing his name, he wouldn't die, just like the bearded Fire God who had a conflict with him.    

In his opinion, this "Mr. Gondor" was clearly much stronger than the gods, especially after seeing his true form. That kind of pure power suppression made Anubis realize for the first time what the true difference in level was. This was also the reason why he completely gave up on fighting and focused on managing his business.    

It couldn't be helped. In the face of a real battle, he couldn't do anything with these two moves. He might as well do business.    

However, Anubis didn't expect that this existence who was far above him would have to face these troubles.    

"But... I don't feel like you are aging. You are just tired."    

Anubis was silent for a moment.    

"You don't seem to be afraid of death. At least I don't feel any fear from you. But in this case... I roughly know what's going on. "    

After organizing his words, Anubis finally opened his mouth.    

" Sir... you are not married yet, right? "    

"Do you believe that I will pour hot pot on your face?"    

Du Kang looked at Anubis, who suddenly became brave, and almost bit off the chopsticks that reached to his mouth.    

"Do you know how to chat? What do you mean by that?"    

"Er... I don't mean anything else."    

Anubis quickly shook his head.    

Seeing the other party getting angry, Anubis immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing. In fact, thinking about it, it was true. This kind of thing would make anyone angry. It was like if anyone dared to talk about Buster, who was taken away by Nyarlathotep, in front of him, he would also get angry.    

"I just want to say that the reason why you have reached this stage is probably because you are missing something..."    

"I'm shocked, why did you suddenly become hypocritical?"    

Du Kang was so shocked that he almost put the hot pot on Anubis's face.    

"Shouldn't you give me a few magic arts and tell me that the problem is solved? Why did you suddenly say that?"    

"magic arts... You mean the secret technique? Those things are tools, they can only cure the symptoms."    

Anubis organized his words. He really did not know how to explain the subtle operation of the soul to this layman. After all, he did not even know if this person had a soul in the traditional sense.    

This was an existence that was far superior to him. The common sense in his body might not be suitable for this person.    

He could only put in more effort from some more elaborate areas.    

"There are actually two types of situations when aging."    

After thinking for a while, Anubis slowly explained.    

"One is the feedback of the physical body to the mind. That is, when the mind has no problem, as the physical body aged, the mind also began to slow down. The other is the feedback of the mind to the physical body, which is also known as the 'Premature Failure'. This kind of situation is more common. "    

"What about me?"    

Du Kang raised his head.    

"What am I?"    

"If it's you..."    

Anubis scratched his head awkwardly.    

"Probably both."    

“...”    

Du Kang was speechless for a long time.    

These words were like fart. If he said it, it would be the same as not saying anything.    

"Both situations exist at the same time, and it will aggravate each other's condition, so it is very difficult... at least we can't forcefully change anything."    

Speaking up to this point, Anubis could not help but drink all the beer in front of him.    

Such a serious illness actually happened to his old friend after so many years... He felt a little sad.    

"Wait, don't talk nonsense with me."    

Du Kang suddenly came back to his senses.    

"This has nothing to do with what you just said, right? If you don't want to talk about it, I haven't talked to you about it yet..."    

"There's still some relation."    

Anubis shook his head.    

"If you have something to worry about, you have the desire to live on. This desire is the initial motivation to change. But since you came to me, you should have the desire to live. It is not a situation where you have nothing to do with life and death."    

..." No, no. "    

Du Kang's face darkened when he heard Anubis's words.    

It was normal to say that he wanted to live. But why did he feel that Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep and the others were worried about him? Why did he feel that something was not right?    

This strange feeling caused Du Kang to look at Anubis with a strange expression.    

Thinking about it carefully, this Cynocephalus seemed to have been single for an unknown number of years...    

And just now, it had specifically mentioned strange topics such as "ASS."    

Could it be...    

"Sorry to bother you."    

Du Kang suddenly felt a chill, then he quickly got up and left.    

"Huh? Leaving just like that?"    

Anubis was stunned for a moment.    

"Let's not talk anymore..."    

However, before Anubis could finish his words, the black armor had already disappeared.    

"What's going on..."    

Anubis scratched his head in confusion.    

What was going on? ...    

"Forget it."    

Shaking his head, Anubis continued to cook the beef with his chopsticks.    

Although he did not know why, he still wanted to finish the hotpot as soon as possible. It was not good to waste food.    

After he finished eating, of course he had to go back and play Monster No. 0 Hunter, which was sold today.    

"Oh!"    

Two chopsticks were thrown onto the ground, and Anubis let out a miserable howl.    

"Who put chili in the soup?"