After the incident of Nyarlathotep, Fang Zheng finally lived a comfortable and peaceful life. Francis went to college and chose anthropology as his subject, while Valentine continued to be his own detective, collecting secret information from all over the world.

Until this day, Fang Zheng received an invitation letter from Professor Allen.

"School anniversary?"

"Yes, Mr. Van Helsing."

Professor Allen, who was sitting on the sofa, put down his teacup, smiled and nodded at Fang Zheng.

"We sincerely invite you to attend Miskatonic University's anniversary celebration... We hope you will be able to attend."

"That's fine, but why me?"

"this……"

Facing Fang Zheng's question, Professor Allen seemed a little embarrassed, but he still spoke.

"In any case, you have been very generous in providing us with financial assistance, right? We will never forget such a generous donor like you."

"Oh well."

Fang Zheng certainly understood that the other party invited him to attend the school anniversary celebration because they felt that they had spent money but failed to get anything done the previous two times, so they came to apologize and also to win him over so that such a good wallet would not run away. Fang Zheng naturally didn't care about this.

He also wanted to see the difference between school festivals in the United States and school festivals in Japan.

"I will definitely go there."

Soon, Fang Zheng gave the answer.

Miskatonic's school anniversary didn't seem to be much different from those Fang Zheng had seen before. The principal and the school's supporters came on stage to give speeches, and then everyone chatted. The school held exhibitions and each school exhibited the topic it was studying - most of which were related to mysticism.

Fang Zheng even found a lot of spare parts from the Old Ones, as well as some magic books and similar things that were obviously related to the Outer Gods... Well, from Fang Zheng's point of view, burning all these things with fire might be a good choice.

Maybe there should be a fire in this school at some point?

Although burning these mysterious things will make university professors see black and even faint, it is much better than leaving them in the world and harming people.

"Sir, let me take it away!"

When Fang Zheng was visiting the library of Miskatonic University, a strange voice suddenly caught his attention. The voice did not sound human, but more like a tremor from another world. Hearing this, Fang Zheng frowned, then he held Nymph's hand and walked deeper into the library. Soon, he saw two figures next to a desk on the inner side of the library.

One of them was an elderly professor, all very well dressed, and opposite him was an unimaginably tall man with a goat-like face, a thick beard, and ragged clothes that buttoned tightly together around his massive body.

"Mr. Armitage, I must take this book home."

At this moment, the tall man was bending down and staring at the old professor in front of him.

"I can't get the right conditions here to understand what is recorded here, what I need to understand. If I let these red tapes bind me and stop moving forward, it will be an unforgivable sin. Sir, let me take it away, my wizard, no one will know the difference here. I swear, I will protect it well..."

Faced with the man's pleading, the old professor seemed a little uneasy, but he still shook his head firmly.

"Sorry, we don't allow casual lending here. Today is just because it's open day..."

“…”

After hearing the old professor's explanation, the man's expression became cunning. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the old professor. The air gradually became solemn at this moment. At the same time...

“Ahem.”

Fang Zheng coughed, breaking the solemn atmosphere. The old professor turned around and was also stunned when he saw Fang Zheng.

"Oh, sir, what can I do for you?"

As he spoke, the old professor quickly picked up the book that he had placed next to the man and closed it, while Fang Zheng nodded.

"Sorry to bother you, I want to ask you about the book "Historical Mysteries"..."

"Oh, the book is over there, please follow me."

The old professor was obviously very happy to be able to get rid of that man. He almost couldn't wait to walk to Fang Zheng, then turned around and looked at the man.

"I'm sorry, sir, that's enough."

"……All right."

The man snorted, gathered up the documents on his desk and put them away again.

"It's okay if you think so. Maybe Harvard won't be as stingy as you are."

After saying this, the tall giant bent over and strode out of the room. However, just as he passed by Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng suddenly glanced at him.

"Hey, sir."

"……What's up?"

Hearing Fang Zheng's shout, the man turned around and glared at him with an unhappy look on his face. It was obvious that he was still upset about Fang Zheng coming to disturb him before.

However, Fang Zheng didn't care about it at all. He just looked at the man and smiled.

“Do you like barbecue?”

"……?"

"I like it very much."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned around and left with the old professor. The man stared at Fang Zheng's back in confusion, and after a moment, he hurriedly left the library.

"Phew... Thank you very much, kind sir."

After locking the book in his arms back into the bookshelf, the old professor finally relaxed. He turned around, gave Fang Zheng a friendly smile, and extended his hand.

"My name is Henry Armitage, the curator of this library. May I ask who you are?"

"Van Helsing."

"Ah, you are Mr. Van Helsing. I have heard Professor Allen and others mention your name. Thank you for your help in the expedition of Miskatonic University."

"It's nothing, just a little help."

Fang Zheng waved his hand and then looked out the window.

"Who is that man?"

"It's a man named Wilbur Whateley."

Professor Armitage rubbed his hands.

"He was born in a place called Dunwich nearby. I once went there to make an investigation...."

At this point, Professor Amitizzi's face showed some worry.

"All in all, that place doesn't give people a very good feeling."

"Yeah?"

Fang Zheng nodded, and at the same time, Professor Amitage came to the bookshelf and took out the book that Fang Zheng was looking for from the other side.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Van Helsing?"

"No, sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome. I have something else to do. Sorry."

After saying this, the old professor left in a hurry, and Fang Zheng casually flipped through the book before putting it back on the bookshelf.

Although that man deserves attention, but...

Or would it be more practical to consider setting fire to Miskatonic University?

Two weeks after the school celebration, Francis found Fang Zheng with a lingering fear.

"Mr. Van Helsing, there has been an accident at school."

"oh?"

Looking at Francis in front of him, Fang Zheng was slightly stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"A thief entered the Miskatonic University library late at night and tried to steal, but was bitten to death by the guard dog."

"Oh... this is so unfortunate."

Fang Zheng replied silently and refocused his attention on the "Flower Princess" in front of him.

Well, we have to admit that even though the times are different, human beings’ pursuit of beauty remains unchanged.

"It's not as simple as you think, Mr. Van Helsing."

Seeing Fang Zheng's expression as if to say "Are you just here to gossip?", Francis also spoke hurriedly.

"That thief is not human!"

"oh?"

After hearing this, Fang Zheng put down the magazine in his hand and looked at Francis, who quickly explained everything he had seen at that time.

That night, he was writing a paper in the school's laboratory, and suddenly he heard the roar of a dog and the sound of the library's burglar alarm. Francis was a ruthless man who had first fought against the Deep One and then chopped down the Star Color. When he heard that something had happened in the library, he rushed out with a crowbar on his back.

Because he was young and strong and could run fast, Francis arrived at the library first. Then, in the small reading room, he saw a scene that Francis would almost never forget.

Between the scattered tables and overturned chairs, a "thing" was curled up on the ground, lying between the foul-smelling yellow-green and black thick liquid, his clothes were torn, and the guard dog was stepping on his chest, growling in a low voice. What was more important was the appearance of this thing.

Only his face and hands were human-like, the rest of his body was completely non-human, his chest had a thick skin like a lizard, his back was spotted with black and yellow spots, and it looked like snake scales covering his body. Below his waist, he had thick black hair and dozens of gray-green tentacles, each with a red mouthpart at the top, and at the end of the tentacles, he could see eyes that had not yet fully developed.

After that, Professor Amitage from the library also came to the scene with two other people. They blocked the library and prohibited others from entering. In fact, after seeing the monster, the three professors also turned pale and screamed. Francis was holding a crowbar, hesitating whether to go up and hit the monster.

Fortunately, the monster died before he could do anything, and then it quickly shrank and decomposed into a mass of white sticky substance.

"Killed by a dog? That's really not decent."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh, but Francis had other ideas.

"Mr. Van Helsing, Dr. Armitage has asked me about this. Should I ask you to..."

"It's okay. If he has any problems, he can come to me."

After saying this, Fang Zheng yawned again and began to open the magazine in his hand again.

But since it was something that could be bitten to death by a dog, Fang Zheng thought there was no need for him to take action.

At worst, I can just get two more dogs.