After confirming the changes in the mouse, Chen Hui prepared to visit the city.
Feel the atmosphere of this city shrouded in weirdness and Cthulhu.
Dirty, slightly damp streets, tracks interspersed on the ground, and steam trains slowly came and stopped at the station.
People get off the train.
Dirty adults huddled in the surrounding corners, and shivering children stood on the roadside.
Like a bee attracted by nectar, it immediately rushed over.
"Sir, please give me some food."
"Beautiful lady, just a little charity from you may be able to save a life!"
"Sir, you can take me in. I can do anything. I can definitely learn it!"
The crowd dispersed quickly.
Some of these people who begged for food received food and even a little money, but most of them returned empty-handed.
They are homeless, they are orphans.
Most of them are people who lose everything in the great destruction every year, or face other weird things.
Chen Hui passed by them.
However, most of them glanced at Shen Hui and did not stand up to ask for it.
Wearing ordinary Chen Hui, in this world's impression, they are just at the bottom, and they may become like them every year.
Let alone charity, whether they can eat enough for the next meal is a question.
But there was a young man who had been standing on the roadside and hadn't even squeezed in to ask for food at the station. He was a thin boy with a sallow complexion.
As if he mustered up the courage, he saw Shen Hui walking forward as he was passing by.
"Hello sir, excuse me, can you lend me a piece of bread? I haven't eaten in two days."
"I will definitely find a way to return it to you later."
Chen Hui stopped and looked at the young man in front of him. He was about ten years old and was dirty.
But those eyes were extremely clear and firm, just like the brightest stars in the night sky.
But beneath this shine, something else is hidden.
Just like the darkness behind the stars.
"borrow?"
Chen Hui smiled and looked down at him.
"Why haven't you eaten for two days? Is it because the food doesn't taste good that you want to eat bread?"
Chen Hui's tone was kind, but it was filled with a sense of distance as far away as the ends of the earth.
Faced with Chen Hui's question, the young man thought for a while before speaking:
"Sir, in a strange incident, I lost my parents and family. I have no source of income and I have been wandering."
"My parents have always taught me to be ambitious."
"I had been rummaging through the trash cans looking for food, but now I can't find it. It's all been eaten by big rats."
"But... I'm so hungry. I still have my own dreams that haven't been realized. Sir, can you lend me a piece of bread?"
"I will definitely return it to you if I have the opportunity in the future."
The boy said, his voice getting closer and closer to pleading.
But he obviously didn't want to show such a side of himself, under forcible suppression.
The voice gradually trembled.
Chen Hui understood. The young man didn't just muster up the courage, but let go of something.
"Dream? Do you still have a dream? What is it?"
Listening to Chen Hui talk about his dream, the "stars" in his eyes began to shine brilliantly.
"I want to understand what those weird things are. No one can figure it out now, but this is my dream!"
"Aren't you afraid of death? You don't know that those weird things are very dangerous. Your parents died in them."
Chen Hui asked.
The young man shook his head, his eyes full of determination:
"Sir, this is my dream. The dream will never be erased. It will always guide me forward. This is what my father said to me."
"Besides, I've seen them and I'm not afraid!"
Looking at the young man, Shen Zhi felt a little emotional. His belief had surpassed that of many people.
In any era, there are people who go against the current.
Such a person... reminded Chen Hui of a profession, that of an investigator.
Anyone who, through any means, gets involved in strange events and starts investigating.
As he continues to investigate, he will gradually uncover more terrifying and weird things.
In some ways, they are the diggers of fear.
Ordinary investigators may die mysteriously at any time during various investigations, or their minds may gradually be corroded and lose their sanity.
But a handful of investigators are not.
They became legendary investigators.
The person who can escape unscathed from all strange investigations.
Possess a range of professional knowledge in psychology, anthropology, survey, etc.
At the same time, it has a strong mind, and most importantly, it can lock the SAN value.
The former requirements can be obtained through continuous learning, but the latter depends on each person.
In this young man, Chen Hui saw the belief in the legendary investigator.
There is no such profession in the world of death.
In the world of death, more hope is also needed, especially hope that can unearth despair.
This will make despair seem even more desperate.
"May I have your name?"
"Francis."
"Okay, Francis, here's the bread I've lent you."
Chen Hui took out a piece of black hard bread out of thin air from his pocket.
Of course, others don't know that Chen Hui's pocket is empty.
Francis took the black bread and an excited smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Thank you sir, you are such a good man."
"Can you tell me where you live? I will return it to you when I have new bread later."
Chen Hui waved his hand: "If you can give it back next time we meet again, give it back to me."
Francis nodded and seemed to want to leave, finding a place to eat the piece of bread.
But Chen Hui stopped him.
"Wait a minute, I have a recommendation letter from Zhang School here. You may be able to study there to help you realize your dream."
Chen Hui took out another yellowed envelope from his pocket and handed it to Francis.
The young man took it in his hand. Although he was an orphan now, he was obviously from a good family when he was not an orphan.
So he also recognized the words above and read them out.
"Miskatonic School."
Then he looked up at Shen Hui again, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Sir, I haven't heard of this school, and I don't have the money to study."
Chen Hui smiled:
"Don't worry, this is a newly renovated school. You've never heard that it's normal. And studying here is free. By the way, food and accommodation are also provided."
"Take it. If you ask tomorrow, you might know where it is."
Francis looked down at the envelope in his hand again, feeling that this still wasn't good.
Just the fact that food and accommodation are included shows that this is an extremely precious opportunity.
But when he raised his head, ready to say thank you and refuse.
But he found that the person in front of him had disappeared.
At the same time, in the high-rise buildings of Steam City.
The creation of the Miskatonic School was immediately proposed and approved.
