I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 781 - 781 780. Already died once_1

Chapter 781: 780. Already died once_1 Chapter 781: 780. Already died once_1 Zhou Changqing heard their words and immediately stood up.

“No, we can’t go to the church, we’ll die,”

he said decisively.

“Why?”

James had been busy grilling and hadn’t heard Zhou Changqing’s conversation with Lu Ban; now, he asked with confusion.

“Because I just died once.”

Zhou Changqing blurted out, but as soon as he did, he saw the others, except for Lu Ban, looking at him with a strange gaze.

This feeling was like raising my hand during Monday morning’s reading session to ask for quiet so I could say something and blurting out I’m an **** once everyone looked my way.

“Are you alright?”

James asked, glancing at Zhou Changqing’s front side, where there were no beer cans— he didn’t seem drunk.

“Uh, I mean, I was just caught up in the church and almost died; it’s very dangerous, you shouldn’t go there,”

Zhou Changqing immediately corrected his statement.

“Indeed,”

Wes nodded in agreement, his arm still bearing those dark marks; he also didn’t want to be captured by those eerie townsfolk again.

“Let’s just leave; get out of here. This city gives me the creeps, it’s really unsettling,”

Valeria, James’s girlfriend, said, looking up at the night sky. The stars were clearly visible, but they made her feel somewhat alienated. Of course, she wasn’t an astronomy enthusiast and couldn’t discern what constellations those dizzying stars belonged to.

For her, ignorance was bliss.

If Miss Valeria were very clear about the positions of the stars, she would surely be experiencing a collapse in her cognition right now, staring at this expanse of sky.

Because Lu Ban had discerned that these stars were different from those seen from Earth, they were part of a sky belonging to the Foreign Domain.

As to whether this place had been transformed by the Foreign Domain, shifted by some Indescribable great existence to an unknown space, or if the gaze of the Evil Gods had contaminated the stars, Lu Ban wasn’t too sure.

“Leave? But we haven’t finished shooting our film,”

James retorted, seemingly reluctant to depart. The young man picked up a piece of steak that was one-third done and stuffed it into his mouth, the bloody juice flowing from the corner of his lips, looking quite ferocious.

“I don’t care. I don’t like it here; I want to go home—I’m heading to the bus station, the train station,”

Valeria stood up, very firm in her decision, and then asked,

“Scott, where is Miskatonic’s bus station?”

Scott was taken aback; he genuinely didn’t know if the city even had such a thing.

He remembered that there were no railways, no intercity buses, only personal cars to travel to and from.

Conveying his knowledge to Valeria as it was, the blonde became somewhat hysterical.

“Damn it, this godforsaken place, I knew we shouldn’t have come. I should be on the beaches of Florida soaking up the sun, not wasting my life in this damp hellhole!”

Valeria’s emotions suddenly erupted, leaving Zhou Changqing, who was unaware of the specifics, very confused.

Why had these college students suddenly started arguing?

“Stop it. Let’s just finish the movie properly. This is a big city; nothing will go wrong. Otherwise, we’ll look for a nearby police station and ask the officers,”

Talia tried to calm her classmates, taking a sip of beer as if she was enjoying the moment.

“I’m going to find the police,”

Valeria called out, ignoring her friends’ calls, picked up her phone, put on her coat, and headed deeper into the street.

James called out a few times, but his girlfriend didn’t look back.

Seeing this, Zhou Changqing was utterly baffled.

“Isn’t this just asking for trouble?”

He whispered to Lu Ban.

In horror-themed works, those who leave the group because of an argument, or want to go home earlier, are definitely the first to be ‘boxed lunch.'”

Zhou Changqing’s task was to assist in the film shooting; if these people died, the task could not be completed.

“Take the camera and go record everything,”

Lu Ban directly handed a camera to Zhou Changqing.

“Remember, don’t stop the camera, no matter what happens.”

“Huh?”

Zhou Changqing looked at the camera in his hand, puzzled.

But since it was a task given to him by Lu Ban, he had no reason to refuse.

He picked up the camera and followed Valeria.

“Miss, miss.”

Zhou Changqing jogged to catch up to Valeria, greeted her, and turned on the camera in his hand.

“It’s dangerous to be alone at night, I’ll accompany you to the police station.”

He found a very legitimate reason.

Valeria looked the man up and down, he didn’t seem like a bad person.

“What are you filming?”

However, the camera that he was holding up still made Valeria feel uncomfortable.

“…This is for legal recording, in case there’s something wrong with the police here, we can record their enforcement process and sue them later!”

Zhou Changqing came up with a reason on the spot.

Valeria tentatively agreed, and the two walked along the road which was deserted, cold and quiet, with only the houses around flickering with light, illuminating the street.

Zhou Changqing noticed that behind the windows of those houses, one could vaguely see silhouettes. These figures stood by the windows, peering through the gaps in the curtains onto the street, staring at him and Valeria.

Those gazes were wary, fearful, and disgusted.

Zhou Changqing didn’t know if suddenly several men might burst from the houses nearby and seize Valeria for a sacrifice; he kept filming Valeria’s figure as he followed her.

Whether by luck or misfortune, they quickly found the Miskatonic Police Department.

The police station was lit up, appearing to be in normal operation.

Valeria entered through the large doors.

Zhou Changqing was cautious.

He noticed something strange about the police badge hanging at the entrance.

Upon closer inspection, the badge that should have featured the high tower and shining sun of the Massachusetts state emblem now depicted a mass of tentacles, which looked similar to the Saintess image Zhou Changqing had seen before, but it was more abstract with a sinister texture.

A bad premonition surged in his heart, and he tried to stop Valeria but found that she had already entered the building.

Zhou Changqing had no choice but to carry the portable camera and follow her in.

“Is anyone here?”

The police station was well-lit, but there was no one inside.

Valeria stood in the eerily empty hall and called out twice, receiving no response.

Zhou Changqing filmed this scene, an eerie feeling rising within him.

He turned the camera toward other areas of the police station – the reception desk, the duty post, the waiting benches, and the walls of the corridor plastered with various posters.

Suddenly, through the camera, Zhou Changqing spotted a woman sitting at the front desk.

The woman was clad in a police uniform, her complexion pale, seemingly in fear of something.

He looked up toward that spot.

But in Zhou Changqing’s field of vision, there was nothing there.

No one, not a single person.

He quickly looked down to confirm what was in the camera lens.

In the lens, the woman seemed to notice Zhou Changqing’s camera, she looked over, then curled up in terror, her eyes fixed directly on Zhou Changqing.

Or rather, on something behind Zhou Changqing.

Whirling around, Zhou Changqing found nothing behind him; there was only the entrance door of the police station.

“…Could it be that ‘don’t stop the camera’ means…”

A chill ran through him, and an uncontrollable curiosity prompted him to turn the camera back again.

Toward the place where the woman was staring in horror.