Chapter 1565: NO．180：Cthulhu Investigator says it's great

NO．180：Cthulhu Investigator says it's great

Using petrifying light as a foundation, even a horse girl with no spiritual cultivation threshold can step onto the boundary of the mind.

But for a true layperson, the mind's boundary remains an insurmountable moat; even though Ailisuzhi is full of exploratory and experimental spirit, willing to constantly try exhaustive attempts, it still takes time to accumulate.

So, in the moment she hesitated before the river ahead, the black-clothed, black-haired horse girl whose eyes were hidden by her bangs, who looked somewhat gloomy, appeared behind her in an even more gloomy flickering manner.

She lifted her palm and pushed.

"Eh!"

She stumbled and fell into the river in her startled cry, feeling at that instant a faint resistance as if breaking through some gauze curtain, and never having felt the suffocation of being soaked; instead, in the next second she was greeted by extraordinarily dry air, which made her instantly open her eyes and look out over the boundless wasteland.

The boundless wasteland was nevertheless covered with lava fissures, like wounds on the earth, shocking to behold; yet right in the center of the wasteland stood an oasis research park covered by a glass dome, drawing ever nearer before her eyes.

?

Getting closer?

She abruptly snapped out of that strikingly captivating vista, realizing she was actually falling from high altitude; instinctively turning her head, she saw the water surface she had come from suspended in the sky, a sparkling expanse that could not moisten this place in the slightest.

She did not understand.

Because in her self-reflection, her inner self should have been a clash of superego and id, ought to be something more intense, like two monsters gouging at each other.

But this…

She frowned slightly, and in the next instant was swallowed by the black-red mist spreading beneath her; when she reappeared, she was already on the ground forty thousand feet below—

Duang~

Watching the barrier that should have felt like a glass cover twist and restore soft and elastic like pudding, it pushed her out—who should have been transferred inside the oasis research park—almost making her sit down hard.

The horse girl's athletic nerves were still useful in such a sudden situation, just as she hadn't grit her teeth in the high-speed airflow from the fall—frankly, that feeling was not as strong as the airflow at the final stretch of the Saichang; as for the height that should have caused panic, it instead became a fulfilling experience upon sensing the card's vibration still on her body.

After that, she had wanted to complain that Chazuo was acting like a ghost, not speaking, but instead she encountered the research park's expulsion.

No, strictly speaking it was merely a rebuttal, since expulsion usually presupposes a foothold, and in fact she hadn't even mixed in yet when the magic channel's formation was abruptly interrupted, causing her to fall out entirely.

Even dark sorcery can be countered?

After patting off the dust unintentionally clinging to her hem, Ailisuzhi belatedly realized her standard white coat had become the victory suit that combined functionality, comfort, and appearance optimization.

The metal zippers extending downward from both sides of her waist each had two pairs of wooden-stopper reagents hanging on them.

She raised her hand and drew out a tube to examine closely.

This wasn't something that suddenly appeared; her victory suit originally had leather test-tube holders with six holes sewn on each side of the white coat, usually the first four holes holding wooden-stopper test tubes.

But when placed on the Saichang, those test tubes were purely decorative, their liquid merely plain blue dye water.

However, when worn in daily life under the guinea pig lord's especially helpless gaze, the twelve holes' test-tube holders could contain real potions or be filled straight up, convincingly portraying a hazardous apothecary.

Now this outfit conservatively loads only the first eight of the twelve tubes, the tubes themselves a plain light blue.

According to the theory in that book the guinea pig lord has been constantly holding lately, does this mean my subconscious is treating this place as a Saichang?

She easily pulled out the wooden stopper, then raised her hand and flicked a tiny black sorcery spark between her fingers.

The spark passed the tube's mouth without any sign of sudden expansion, giving her the confidence to sniff it twice.

No strange odor.

She then poured the liquid onto the ground before her, and promptly retreated two steps warily from the steam rising from that cracked land.

"So the temperature here is that high?" she touched her chin, seeming somewhat surprised.

This directly provoked the building monitor's urge to complain: "Huh? You're just messing around there because you don't know better?"

"What do you mean by messing around?!"

Suzi turned her head toward the sound source, speaking confidently.

"This is a very important verification step, it didn't take much time, and I came in the victory suit without fearing heat—what's your opinion?!"

"What about the oxygen filter?!"

"I settled it with dark sorcery!"

"Sorcery… the power of that dark giant… I can't believe my self is so stupid."

"Huh? How smart are you for not being able to handle this lava wasteland? Acting high and mighty without monster cards?"

"Come in!"

As the words fell, an entrance unfolded on the glass cabin, right next to Suzi, indeed a degree of freedom only high technology could provide.

But in such a place, scrutinizing whether it's actually useful… Ailisuzhi, who had just struck a rigorous pose as if bringing her own gear to a test dungeon, now simply refused to take a step.

"No! At least say please!"

"At a time like this, you're still throwing a tantrum?" the slightly trembling voice from opposite, already somewhat flushed, said, "Don't you realize what situation we're in?!"

"The id has the upper hand, huh? What do you think I want to hear?"

After a brief silence, came that extremely unwilling line:

"……Please come in."

"That's how it should be~"

She cheerfully curled the corners of her mouth, glanced at the distant scene where huge lava breaches suddenly surged with blinding lava, then turned her head, stepped forward with her hands hidden behind long sleeves, and leisurely walked in amid the other's urging to hurry.

The next second, the glass cabin sealed.

A surging, scorching heat hot enough to utterly distort the landscape came first, then a surging spread of lava that covered everything, striking the glass wall and rolling back to accumulate.

They instinctively left new scars on the ground, but the glass wall instead extended a series of shower‑like nozzles, from which a cold airflow sprayed out, and countless tiny guinea‑pig‑shaped robots shot forth from openings in the glass wall below, wielding small instruments to shatter the solidified rock.

Shattered and carried away, serpentine liquid robots swallowed and hauled it off, leaving a patch of ground unscathed by lava as before, which caused the distant black mist simulating a monster's head to emit a roar voiced in the Heisei era's first dub.

"Golzan…? No……"

On the cabin conveyor belt, Ailisuzhi lay against the glass edge, gazing far off at the shape of the black mist.

The distinctly layered head and holes were clearly a card the guinea pig lord had handled, and also one she had never missed when looking up monster data for her research.

But compared to Golzan, that thing's head seems to also faintly have another familiar bird head?

"Is that... Golba?"

This name wasn't from looking up monster data; it was noticed as a related name when looking up data on Karmira.

The ancient dark monster Golba, being the second of the Five Emperors' materials, also bears the nickname of the Second Emperor (its costume is also a modification of the Third Emperor's).

But its essence is still a product controlled and fused by Karmira using dark sorcery; its materials are obviously Golzan and Meirba.

The thing before him obviously resembles a simulation of a spell more than the true form; although he has never encountered the Dragonheart Prayer in Elden Ring, he has heard somewhat similar simulation construction magic, and Ailisuzhi, lost in thought, feels a sneaky urge to try it himself.

"Yeah, that's the Golba in your head."

At the end of the conveyor belt, there was similarly a white lab coat, but still in the experimental-uniform style of Ailisuzhi, who sighed; her voice, however, came through the surrounding broadcast system.

"I'm telling you, if you're not using it yourself, can you stop hoarding all that excessive knowledge in your head?"