The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1249 The Tumor Monster

(Monster warning for this chapter, although I don't think it's that disgusting (′?_?`))

The number "7" often represents many meanings in occultism. For example, in Western culture, there's the belief that God created the world in seven days, so "7" carries significant meaning.

It typically represents elements such as fate and reincarnation.

Tang Tang suddenly stopped her wings, paused in mid-air in a daze, and then murmured, "Tongbao, I have a bad feeling."

The system said cautiously,

【for example? 】

Tang Tang's smile was more like a grimace. "For example, this isn't my dream, but..."

[...His dream.]

Humans cannot dream of things they have never perceived before. This dream came strangely, and everything in it was unfamiliar to Tang Tang.

If this is Tang Tang's dream, then everything should be based on her.

Therefore, Tang Tang boldly guessed that this was not her dream.

Since it's not hers, then it must belong to... Nyarlathotep.

This is even worse than hers!

Tang Tang had no desire to guess what might appear in an evil god's dream!

The system said decisively.

Shall we leave?

Tang Tang was about to agree, but then hesitated.

"But this is also a good opportunity to learn about Nyarlathotep."

She hesitated for a moment before saying, "I kept thinking about it before I went to sleep..."

Tang Tang did not tell the current system about the sudden appearance of the "system".

But she kept replaying every word the system had said.

The system says she forgot him.

Therefore, it can be inferred that she likely knew the [System] a long time ago.

Nyarlathotep kept bothering her, calling her his sister, and mentioning that she had forgotten him.

Therefore, Tang Tang can deduce that she may have known both Naya and the [System] at the same time in the past, and perhaps Naya and the [System] also knew each other.

And for some unknown reason, she ended up on Earth? And in her previous life, she was even over twenty years old…

Thinking back now, it seems there was something wrong with her in her past life.

For example, according to the director, she was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage.

But miraculously, she didn't freeze to death in the dead of winter, and by sheer coincidence, she was taken in by the headmistress.

It's important to know that orphanages are very remote, and the children who go missing are mostly from nearby villages. Moreover, most of the children in orphanages are sick or disabled.

Although the village had a serious problem with favoring sons over daughters, girls were raised like cats or dogs, because they could at least be sold for tens of thousands of yuan in dowry money...

It seems a bit unfair to send a healthy baby girl to an orphanage.

Tang Tang's mind was in turmoil. She was certain that everything in her past life was real. Her loneliness, her struggles, her pain, her exhaustion, her struggles...

Everything she experienced was real.

If everything is fine, then the only problem is with her.

So what exactly is so special about her?

Is she an evil god? Or is she also a system?

This is so annoying!

Both Naya and the [System] spoke ambiguously, as if neither wanted to tell her the truth directly.

Is it that they don't want to, or that they can't?

It's probably not possible, because the system mentioned when it left that the time had come.

The current plane is too fragile to withstand prolonged gazes from higher planes.

The System is a higher plane, and Naya is also a higher plane.

So, is the current world consciousness too fragile to bear the weight of the truth?

Tang Tang's brain was thinking at high speed, and her wings were flapping constantly, carrying her body forward.

It's probably like this.

Tang Tang was basically certain of her guess and began to question the original mission.

Collect fragments of world consciousness.

If the world's consciousness is shattered into pieces, will it really be healed once all the fragments are collected?

Now that she thinks about it, it seems so unreliable.

In particular, with the existence of an evil god and a "system," it feels like the prestige of things like world consciousness has dropped considerably.

Hey, forget it.

Tang Tang sighed.

I'm not going to think about it anymore. I'll just take it one step at a time. Anyway, there's always a way out. It's not a big problem.

……

Tang Tang took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't help but curse.

Her condition was far from good; her entire body was covered in thick, reddish-black blood, dripping from her like melted chocolate.

Her hair, clothes, and wings were all covered in blood, sticking together and reeking of blood.

[Tangtang, are you alright?]

The system said with some concern,

[You really don't need me...]

"No need," Tang Tang refused directly, picking up her knife and walking towards the enormous creature in front of her.

Yes, the blood on her body was from the monster in front of her.

Just now, she flew forward, repeating the same process over and over again. The constant, identical environment even took a toll on her concentration.

Suddenly, Tang Tang saw a huge, tumor-like monster appear before her. The monster was like a giant mountain of flesh, with red veins and muscle patterns all over its body.

It had no eyes or limbs, and its skin was covered with sticky pustules that oozed blood.

Tang Tang's expression immediately changed, and she retreated quickly.

Instead, the monster did not harm Tang Tang. It simply swelled and contracted in place, its skin suddenly bulging outwards with a large arc, as if there was something inside.

Tang Tang observed carefully and saw the fleshy monster suddenly expand and contract violently, and then a crack appeared in its lower body.

Liquid gushed out, and many blood vessels convulsed wildly, finally letting Tang Tang know what it was!

That monster... resembled a pregnant belly with the skin removed, utterly deformed, and the expansion and deformation of the monster's skin just now was the "fetus" inside "moving"!

Large pools of blood were seeping out at that moment...

"Is it going to give birth...?"

Why did she even come here... damn it.

Tang Tang desperately wanted to fly past the monster, but there was nowhere to go; there was no way out.

The monster gave birth very quickly, very quickly... Tang Tang saw a piece of the same skinless, blood vessel-muscle monster being forcefully squeezed out from the small crack where blood was constantly gushing out.

Blood spurted out like a high-pressure water gun. After the little monster was forced out, another monster continued to push its way out.

The first little monster to emerge looked directly at Tang Tang and suddenly pounced on her.

The end result was that Tang Tang almost instinctively produced a weapon and killed the little monster.

Good, she understands. She can't let this monster keep giving birth. If it were to produce offspring like butterflies scattered all over the ground, Tang Tang would be doomed.

She had no memory or experience of killing monsters, but as if it were an instinct in her blood, Tang Tang flapped her wings, raised her knife, and stabbed a small monster that had just crawled out to death.