As Nyarlathotep finished speaking, a young man in a black robe trimmed with gold appeared beside Nyarlathotep.
The young man was exceptionally handsome. His long, silvery-white hair was tied in a ponytail, and his equally scarlet eyes lent his already striking face an almost bewitching beauty.
He bowed his head slightly to Nyarlathotep.
"You called, Big Shot?"
Nyarlathotep turned toward Yog, about to say something, then waved a hand as though giving up altogether.
"You know everything anyway, so I won't bother explaining. My Apostle, Luo Xiaotian."
Then Nyarlathotep turned back to the young man and said,
"Say hello."
At that, the young man bowed to Yog and said,
"The Apostle of His Eminence Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos, offers you his highest respects, great All-in-One, Your Eminence."
Yog looked at the young man before him and nodded slightly.
Still sprawled on the sofa, Nyarlathotep continued lazily,
"Xiaotian, how's the employee recruitment going?"
Luo Xiaotian lowered his head slightly and said,
"I've placed the thing you gave me where you specified, Big Shot. It seems to be running fairly well so far, but is it really a good idea to let it develop self-awareness?"
Nyarlathotep clicked his tongue.
"What do you know, you little brat? If everything went exactly as I wanted, where would the fun be? What I want is possibilities. Infinite possibilities. Besides, that stupid dog M'si Sha isn't even in the New Era. And even if that dog were here, you'd still have me, wouldn't you? As long as you don't get too cocky, the worst that dog would do is send those pups to bite you. Old Yog doesn't interfere anyway, so what the hell are you afraid of?"
Then Nyarlathotep glanced at Luo Xiaotian.
"Speaking of which, have you prepared my feast?"
Luo Xiaotian held a