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She was a very beautiful and enchanting woman, yet the moment he saw her, even the usually calm demon was taken aback.
"Nyarlathotep, you’re not dead?"
The woman who called herself Acha, whose true name was Nyarlathotep, giggled.
"Of course I’m dead, and I’ve been dead for a long time."
Striding confidently in front of Chu Donglin, she poked at the black smoke with her finger, a wicked smile on her face.
"I just couldn’t bear to leave my lovely man behind, so I crawled back out to find him… Is that so wrong?"
Seeing the wary expression on Chu Donglin's face, she shrugged.
"Alright then, since I’m not welcome, I’ll just speak frankly."
She extended a hand and gently caressed Chu Donglin's cheek, smiling as she said, "Death is irreversible. Even for the Great Old Ones, it is so. There is no true immortality in this world; even the universe will eventually fade into oblivion. How much less so for the Great Old Ones."
"But within the limits allowed to us, we can still live a bit more tenaciously, refusing to let ourselves disappear completely from this world."
She laughed as she stroked Chu Donglin's hand, which was beginning to grow faint and translucent.
"This is merely a wisp of my lingering essence. The purpose is to tell you that if you seek the Fountain of Immortality, you might as well give up. There is no true Fountain of Immortality in this world. The Fountain of Immortality spoken of by Cthulhu is merely a malicious curse. If you don’t want your loved ones to be tormented by this curse forever, it’s best not to touch anything in that pool."
Chu Donglin's brows furrowed tightly. Instinctively, he glanced at the black smoke in his hand and suddenly clenched it tightly.
Cthulhu suddenly let out a wretched howl.
"Let go! Let go! I truly mean no harm! You asked me to bring you here. This is really the only way for ordinary beings to gain immortal power."
Chu Donglin looked at it coldly, unmoved.
"Then what about Acha's curse?"
The black mist writhed and twisted, howling in agony.
"Who knows what her curse is? You should ask her yourself!"
Chu Donglin turned his gaze to the woman who was gradually fading away, furrowing his brow tightly.
"What is that curse?"
Acha chuckled softly.
"Eternal suffering."
She said.
"Though the cursed person can attain eternal life and immense power, with every step they take on the earth, their feet endure the pain of walking on sharp blades, as if their skin is being sliced open; with every breath they take, as the fresh air fills their lungs, it brings them the fiery agony of molten lava coursing through their chest."
"After being cursed, they no longer need to eat, for even the most delicious food will taste like chewing on sawdust; every drop of blood flowing within them feels like burning sulfur coursing through their veins, subjecting the cursed to perpetual torment akin to that of purgatory."
Chu Donglin's expression stiffened.
He couldn't help but glance at the demon beside him.
The demon furrowed his brows as he walked to the edge of the pool, inspecting it for a long time before raising his head to inform him.
"There's no mistake; this water is indeed cursed."
Chu Donglin coldly looked at the black mist in his hand, and the entity known as Cthulhu, the Evil God, immediately began to wail.
"No, no, no! You can't do this. You promised to spare me; you can't break your word!"
Chu Donglin raised his sword and plunged the blade deep into the body of the black mist.
A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire Abandoned City, and the form of the black mist was visibly beginning to fade away.
In its dying moments, Cthulhu, the Evil God, howled out vicious curses, condemning Chu Donglin for breaking their agreement.
But Chu Donglin merely stared at it coldly, unmoved.
"I warned you; if you dare deceive me, you will die a terrible death. I'm simply carrying out my own intentions now."
The girl suddenly woke up from her dream, her face filled with terror as she gasped for breath, looking utterly shaken.
"What happened?"
A concerned voice reached her ears.
She turned her head and saw her sister gazing at her with worry.
"I dreamed about brother-in-law... Sister, I dreamed about him."
Liu Mengying fell silent.
She looked at her sister, drenched in sweat, and slowly exhaled. She reached out and pulled her sister into an embrace, gently soothing her emotions.
"Don't worry, he will be fine."
"But brother-in-law is hurt! I saw it; he was injured by that monster, covered in blood. It was so scary... so terrifying..."
"It was just a dream. You're too worried about him. Don't fret; dreams are often the opposite. If you dreamed he lost, then he must have won. He might even be on his way back right now... right?"
The girl nodded slightly, still shaken, but the fear inside her couldn't be easily dispelled with just a few words.
She got up, dressed quickly, and pushed open the bedroom door to step outside.
Outside was a star-filled midnight Early Morning; nearly everyone in the base was asleep, and the streets were devoid of any pedestrians or lights.
The girl walked along the deserted street, the cold night wind hitting her face, causing her to instinctively hunch her shoulders.
A coat was draped over her shoulders.
She glanced back at her sister. "Sis, you should go back to sleep. I'm just going out to see if Brother-in-law has returned. I won't go too far."
Liu Mengying shook her head, following the girl as she had every other night.
"It's fine. I'll wait with you."
On the silent street, the only sounds were the footsteps of the two sisters.
As they climbed up the base's wall, they spotted a cat perched on top, watching them.
Beside the cat sat a girl named Shishi, swinging her legs over the edge of the wall and humming a vague tune.
Hearing their footsteps, she turned and saw the sisters, a puzzled expression crossing her face.
"Mom, you know too?"
Xing'er looked astonished.
"Know what?"
"Dad... Dad is coming back."
The girl pointed at the cat beside her and said, "Dodo feels that Dad's presence is getting closer... Uh, you didn't know Dad was coming back? Then why are you here?"
The two sisters exchanged glances but didn't reveal the reason. "We sensed he was coming back too, so we came here to wait for him."
"Oh? Is that so? What a coincidence! Since we're all here, let's wait together."
With a calm smile, Snow stepped out of the darkness and joined them. "I can feel Senior's presence as well."
Below the wall, Wang, holding Urn, shook his head and abandoned the idea of climbing up. He stood by the wall, waiting while still holding Urn.
"We can just wait here. No need to go up and join the commotion."
The other High-Level Zombies understood without question; no one voiced any objections.
Meanwhile, in a more distant base, Ban Qingya stretched lazily and pushed open the glass window, letting out a yawn into the night sky.
"My sleep quality has been getting worse lately. It seems I really need to rest properly."
She then shot an annoyed glance at the two girls behind her. "And you two troublemakers, why aren't you sleeping at this late hour? What's all this fuss about? Did you find money or something?"
The twin sisters ran over with cheerful smiles, wrapping their arms around her from either side and acting cute.
"Don't be mad, Sister Qingya! We like you the most."
Ban Qingya shot a glare at the two girls who had disturbed her dreams, giving one of them a light tap on the head.
"I've made up my mind. You two are not sleeping in the same bed with me tomorrow night. If you keep making this much noise, I’ll end up completely worn out."
Ling'er looked at her with pitiful eyes.
"Sister Qingya, do you not like us anymore?"
Ban Qingya gave her a playful flick on the forehead. "Pouting won’t help; it’s your fault for always causing trouble."
Keara sighed beside them, looking somewhat forlorn.
"Ah... Sister Qingya really doesn’t understand our good intentions. Ling'er and I woke you up because we sensed that Big Brother is coming back, and we wanted you to join us in welcoming him. Who knew Sister Qingya wouldn’t appreciate it... Wuwu... Looks like we’ve done something unnecessary."
Ban Qingya's expression turned to one of shock.
"Mr. Chu Donglin? He’s coming back?"
She instinctively gazed into the distance, as if trying to spot a familiar figure from afar. "How long until he returns?"
The two girls shrugged.
"We don’t know, but it should be soon, right? We can already feel Big Brother’s presence; he’s letting us know he’s on his way back. We just need to wait a little longer."
Under the night sky, Chu Donglin looked at the demon beside him, still feeling a bit uneasy.
"Can I really do this?"
The demon nodded. "Of course."
Chu Donglin wiped the sweat from his brow. "But it just feels wrong to do this."
"What’s wrong with it? Don’t forget, you are now one of the Great Old Ones, Nyarlathotep, a god of power. It’s just a trivial matter; there’s no need to worry."
"But it feels too... something..."
"What’s there to feel? Remember, you are a Great Old One now; you are no longer human. Don’t let human morals bind you."
The demon had an expression of complete certainty.
"And besides, once you make a promise, you must fulfill it. It’s a basic principle for gods. You promised those girls that you would marry them all when you returned, so naturally, you must keep your word."
Chu Donglin looked conflicted.
"But I didn’t think I would be able to come back before I left, so I was just planning to brush them off..."
The demon shot him a glance. "So it's my fault then? Blame me for intervening and preventing your heroic sacrifice?"
Chu Donglin wore a face full of regret.
"Alright, alright, I admit it. It's just a promise, right? Just women? It’s not like I’m the one losing out. I'll take as many as I can... I want them all!"
With that, he strode up to the gate of the base and shouted loudly at the women on the wall.
"According to our agreement, I'm back to marry you all... Is anyone having second thoughts? If you do, speak up quickly; after tonight, it will be too late even if you want to change your mind."
The women on the wall all laughed.
"We never thought about backing out."(THE END)
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