After confirming that this matter was connected to Yog-Sothoth, Fang Zheng took the Husky, Nymph, and Asakura Ryoko and drove toward Dunwich with a putter-putter-putter.
Professor Armitage was also deeply uneasy. Although Fang Zheng had said he would handle these problems, Professor Armitage still called two of his friends to come along and check the situation. As for Francis—he said he had already seen enough. He now just wanted to study properly, rest in peace, and recover some SAN. And ever since the Cthulhu incident, he had gained a clearer understanding of his own abilities. Since Fang Zheng was already taking action in a situation like this, Francis felt there was no need for him to tag along and watch the excitement.
To Fang Zheng, going to Dunwich was about the same as going out for a camping trip or a stroll. But Professor Armitage looked as though he was headed to the market to be beheaded. When he got out of the car, he could barely stand.
"Tut, tut, tut."
Fang Zheng glanced at the pale-faced Professor Armitage and shook his head slightly. Honestly, since arriving in Cthulhu World, Fang Zheng had had quite a few questions. He disliked Cthulhu because a college classmate had once dragged him into tabletop games and left him traumatized, but after actually making contact with it, Fang Zheng found that Cthulhu World did not seem as terrifying as he had imagined. Yet everyone else acted as if they were facing a great enemy, and Fang Zheng had never understood why.
But now, Fang Zheng more or less understood where their fear came from.
It was fear of the overturned and the unknown.
Like that old professor who had gone to the Australian desert before—why had he gone mad? The reason was simple. His