Chapter 1874 I am just an ordinary person
Xiao Peng shook his head and said, "It's not that they're going to destroy the Earth at any moment. It's just that in their eyes, humans are like ants in the eyes of humans. Do you see ants under your feet when you walk? They don't care about human survival at all. That's all."
"How do you know? Are you sure this is true?" asked Mr. Zheng.
Xiao Peng took another cigarette, lit it, and said, "Lovecraft told me that himself."
"Oh, so that's how it is." Mr. Zheng suddenly realized and came to his senses: "That's not right, didn't you say he died a long time ago?"
Xiao Peng smoked a cigarette: "He is indeed dead, but he is not dead either."
Mr. Zheng was confused: "What do you mean? Oh, I see, you mean his spirit has been passed down."
Xiao Peng shook his head: "No, what I mean is that he is still alive, but not in human form."
Mr. Zheng was completely confused.
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Want to hear a science fiction story?"
Mr. Zheng was completely helpless: "Your storytelling skills are really not that good. You confused me before the story was even finished. Now you're going to confuse me completely."
Xiao Peng had a mysterious smile on his face. "According to the Cthulhu Mythos, those ancient gods have either left Earth or are dormant on Earth. The reason those dormant gods haven't awakened isn't because they don't want to, but because they can't."
This time, Mr. Zheng did not interrupt Xiao Peng. He was staring at Xiao Peng seriously, probably wanting to confirm whether Xiao Peng was crazy or telling the truth.
Xiao Peng continued, "Those Ancient Titans who came to Earth were actually defeated. They came to Earth just to survive. They hid on Earth to recuperate. Their concept of time is different from ours, just like our time is not exactly the same as the time seen by an ant. But they overlooked a very serious problem."
"What's the problem?" Mr. Zheng couldn't help but ask.
Xiao Peng gave the answer: "Gravity. They originally lived in a universe without such strong gravity for many years, including their native planet, which was also a low-gravity planet. That's why they can grow so large and have such different shapes, many of which are soft-bodied. They can't withstand the gravity of the earth. Some ancient gods were already seriously injured and eventually died from gravity. But there are exceptions."
"One of the injured gods was a prisoner of war. According to Lovecraft's account, the gods imprisoned him in a place called the ancient city of R'lyeh, deep in the Pacific Ocean. But in reality, Lovecraft was being cunning. The ancient city of R'lyeh is actually in the Atlantic Ocean—the South Atlantic."
After hearing this, Mr. Zheng frowned slightly and suddenly said, "Is it the South Atlantic Anomaly? There was a time when you went to West Africa and then to the South Atlantic Anomaly, but you didn't salvage anything there!"
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, you really pay attention to me. Are my every move under your surveillance?"
Mr. Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be so sensitive, okay? Who doesn't know about these things about you? Even the netizens know. You underestimate those paparazzi and your own fame. People like you who have suddenly become rich from scratch attract more attention. Who doesn't want to get rich these days?"
Xiao Peng nodded and continued, "According to Lovecraft's records, that ancient god belongs to the 'Great Old Ones' lineup and his name is Cthulhu. He has two huge bat wings, huge claws, and a head that looks like an octopus. When the stars in the sky are aligned, that's when he awakens. But in fact, this is also wrong. Cthulhu is always awakening, and he will contact and control humans through telepathic whispers. Most of them will go crazy because of this contact. Of course, some artists will become famous because of their crazy inspiration - such as Van Gogh, and Gauguin who changed his career later."
The more Mr. Zheng listened, the more he felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Peng's brain. He stared at Xiao Peng again and again.
Xiao Peng seemed to have read Mr. Zheng's thoughts and said, "We're both naked in the hot springs now. I'm afraid of you looking at me like that. Wait until I've finished speaking before you decide if I have a mental problem, okay?"
"How could I..." Mr. Zheng couldn't continue speaking halfway through.
Xiao Peng said, "Cthulhu spent so long at the bottom of the South Atlantic Ocean. Although he survived thanks to the ocean's buoyancy, he grew increasingly weak. He influenced humanity to free him from R'lyeh, but humanity's technology at the time couldn't reach R'lyeh. He grew increasingly weaker, and the last person to be influenced by his whispers was Lovecraft. Cthulhu spread the story of the Ancient Titans through his pen, and Lovecraft became Cthulhu's spokesperson. After publishing all his books, he went to R'lyeh and became the new 'Cthulhu.'"
"The bottom of the South Atlantic?" Mr. Zheng felt like he was listening to a foreign language.
Xiao Peng nodded. "That's right, but it doesn't exist in the form of life humans understand. Human thinking can understand it as an energy body. But don't underestimate this energy body. It can destroy the world—I'm not exaggerating. It can cause tsunamis every day, which is what Cthulhu wants it to do. The reason he didn't do this is because of his conscience as a human."
"But as time passed, over a hundred years later, he discovered a major problem: his conscience was fading. Have you seen the movie 'Watchmen'? He's like Dr. Manhattan in the movie, gradually losing his humanity due to the existence of the supernatural. He noticed the changes in himself and worried that he would become Cthulhu and accidentally destroy the earth. He finally decided to find a new 'Cthulhu' to replace him. Can you guess who that person is?"
Mr. Zheng had been listening to the topic of the "Heavenly Book" for a long time. He had too much to digest. After hearing Xiao Peng's question, he subconsciously replied, "Don't tell me that person is you."
Xiao Peng asked in return: "What if I say that person is me?"
Mr. Zheng thought for a moment and coughed twice. "Xiao Xiao, if I understand you correctly... are you saying that you are a god?"
After hearing this, Xiao Peng laughed and said, "Mr. Zheng, down with feudal superstitions! How can you say I'm a god? I'm just an ordinary person."
Zheng Lao laughed angrily: "You said so much just to say that you are a god, right?"
"I don't admit this." Xiao Peng shook his head.
"You've been talking for so long... Damn it!" Old Zheng stood up from the hot spring without saying a word, regardless of the fact that he was not wearing any clothes or the cold.
His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
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