"I dare not accept your knowledge."

"It won't do any harm to your sanity."

"That would cause harm to other people's spirits?"

Naia was silent again.

"You went to Arrogance to say bad things about me, right? Brand, this is not in your office. Are you not afraid that he will tell Batman these things? He has always been interested in you."

"It doesn't compare to his interest in you." Naiya said slowly: "He is obviously doing two things."

Schiller felt that he had guessed it right. Naiya must be speaking ill of himself to Arrogance and wanted to bring a Batman with him. The two of them gathered together and muttered together.

"Change your name to the God of Gossip." Schiller chose a personal attack. He said: "The knowledge you impart to your believers is how to speak ill of others behind their backs? Fortunately, my compatriots did not give you too much drama, otherwise their

The novel will be classified into a marriage and relationship counseling channel."

"I was just asking Arrogance how to communicate with you."

"What did he say?"

"He asked me to give up. He said that your lack of food and salt is just like greed."

"Then you think too highly of me. I'm just an ordinary agent."

"Well..." Naiya uttered an unknown syllable, and suddenly he asked: "Were you on vacation?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"So you are working overtime now?"

"That's right, there is no overtime pay."

"Is this why you're so angry?"

"I don't know when you became proficient in psychoanalysis, or are you just an arrogant mouthpiece?"

Naia was silent again.

"What do you think I'm going to say? Ask you for overtime pay? I'm not greedy, why do I need so much money? For an agent, the most precious thing is vacation, and no amount of money can make up for it."

"What do you want?"

"You sound like the lowest form of devil."

"You are here, but your vacation time is always wasted on something meaningful. If the vacation is not completed and the game fails again, wouldn't it be more sad?"

"Can you help me win the game? How are you going to help?"

"Let's make a deal..."

"Fair dealing is not help."

"Then let's not talk about help. You give this novel a review and I will give you useful knowledge."

"You guarantee that it will be useful?" Schiller asked further: "Guarantee that there will be no mistakes in the whole process?"

"You can't make such demands on an alien god. We are not Batman, and we have nothing to do with 'certainty' and 'precision'."

"So you just plan to trade a set of uncertain knowledge that may explode at any time or endanger you? Do you think I am easy to deceive?"

Naiya was silent for a while and then said: "Arrogance is right, I shouldn't try to reason with you."

"and you……"

As soon as Schiller said this, he felt something cold under his robe. He reached out and touched the place and felt the moisture in his hand.

Schiller instantly grabbed the thing and threw it out, but it was already too late. The cover of "The Water God Ketayat" began to bleed, and the pages of the book were opened automatically.

Schiller was unable to dodge, and the blasphemous pattern came into view. He felt as if he had been hit hard. He took a few steps back and leaned against the wall of the cellar, his vision blurred.

Not only the cover, but also the pages began to seep blood. The whole book twitched and twisted, like a person struggling on the ground. The blood quickly accumulated, forming a bloody lake under the book.

The filaments formed by the blood spread in all directions, like a huge network, or like the blood vessels under the human skin.

A voice sounded in Schiller's ear.

"Rise up!

The nameless existence:

Your time has come,

We are personally chosen by you,

Through your spells and magic,

Through your dreams and charms,

We knew you were coming,

Came here to serve you,

For the Lord we love,

Knight of Cthulhu,

Sleeping at the bottom of the green water,

Othuum…”
Chapter completed!