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**Behind the Scenes + Ensemble Cast + Lovecraftian + No System + No Female Lead**  
Gods, demons, dragons, and apocalypses have all become mere fairy tales. The mysteries of this world have long since faded, but someone has dragged these bygone entities back into the light. All clues and accusations point to a man named Chen Ye.  
"Gentlemen, are you willing to shed your mortal shells and join us in embracing evolution?"  
**Expanded Synopsis:**  
Sequence 001 — The Mimic  
Sequence 002 — The Deep Diver  
Sequence 003 — The Invisible Man  
...
I will publish this story on RoyalRoad.com

Cthulhu: I Created the Monster Sequence

A luxury hotel near a high school.

Chen Ye entered in casual clothes and was immediately approached by two women with unnaturally stiff postures.

"Please follow us," they said in unison.

Why does this feel oddly familiar?

Shrugging it off, Chen Ye followed them through the lobby into an elevator ascending to the penthouse.

The top floor was a sprawling, opulent space lit by chandeliers. Rows of identically dressed women stood like soldiers, their movements and expressions synchronized. Others worked ceaselessly in patterns resembling programmed machinery. The entire hotel hummed like a hive—these women, its worker bees.

Are there any male staff here?

The answer was obvious: No.

Queen Bee approached, draped in a white bodycon dress and fur coat. "Lord Os, your presence honors this humble nest."

Chen Ye glanced at the robotic women. "004, ever heard the saying, 'Workers die if they never rest'?"

She blinked. "Oh, that. Rest assured, my bees enjoy ample downtime. I nurture them like flowers in a hive."

She led him to a round table displaying a 3D model of Beiling City.

Queen Bee pointed to a coastal industrial zone. "This is the gift. I acquired all factories and land in South Bay District—a secure base for your operations. My abilities made the transactions… smooth."

"You… bought an entire industrial zone?"

Chen Ye spent the night pondering—not out of clarity, but because dawn arrived. After breakfast in his suite, he muttered, "Queen Bee's powers deviate far from my design. She controls humans via secretions, not spawning new lifeforms."

Need to analyze her blood.

As Queen Bee entered, Chen Ye cut to the chase: "I'll develop the zone. Now, donate some blood."

That afternoon, Chen Ye descended with a black briefcase. Passing a teenager in the lobby, he froze.

Like a rat spotting a granary, a vampire finding a blood bank—prime material.

He snapped a photo and texted the Fishman:

"Extract 100ml of his blood."

Meanwhile, the Fishman received the order at a food stall. "Kill him?"

He tossed soggy bills on the counter and left. The vendor frowned. "Who wears a raincoat in sunshine?"

Night fell, dry for once. The Fishman lurked outside a high school, guided by Queen Bee's voice in his ear:

"Target: Chu Yang, sophomore. My scout reports abnormal physical upgrades and delusional 'game' talk. Proceed carefully."

A security guard blocked him. "No outsiders!"

"Know why my grandpa lived to 90?" the Fishman sneered. "He minded his business."

He kicked the guardrail to pieces.

The guard charged with a baton. "I've seen tougher in my prime—"

The Fishman broke the baton. "Old man, you're halfway to the grave. Stand down."

"Never!" The guard lunged with a punch.

A fist to the face dropped him, blood and teeth spraying. The guard clung to the Fishman's ankle. "These kids… won't let you…"

Above, a winged girl—Queen Bee's scout—yanked down surveillance cameras and flashed a thumbs-up.

To be continued…

Nanyan Hotel