They all call me the Outer God

That's right, kill him.

If he kills everyone, he won't have to worry about anything, and he won't have to spend time and effort thinking with his brain.

He will die anyway, and since he lives in such pain every day, he might as well let everyone accompany him, so that everyone will lose the pain.

The best ending in this world is that no one survives...

"Where did this idiotic idea come from?"

"Bang!"

Riya threw the brick at the factory owner's head. He didn't die, but just fainted.

And Riya also threw the brick: "That's it, let's leave quickly while no one sees us now, and others will come here soon.

If we are lucky, this person will be hit and suffer from intermittent amnesia, and his impression of us will gradually become blurred, and then he will definitely be very surprised when we come next time."

"You..." Evander looked at the fallen factory owner in disbelief, and then looked at the blood-stained brick that Riya threw aside.

He obviously didn't expect Riya to really dare to do it, and immediately admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"Compared to you, I lack courage."

"How could that be? I think you are very brave. Normal people would not dare to argue with capitalists in such a physical condition."

Riya said casually, then patted the dust off his palms, and temporarily hid with Evander not far away to watch the situation.

He walked in the woods, wondering why he had such an idea just now - why did he suddenly want to kill someone.

Riya guessed that this might be because the spirit that had been suppressed for too long needed to relax. Everyone has the idea of ​​destruction. Many times, the body will unconsciously do something that makes the subconscious mind feel comfortable without the brain's reaction.

For example, suddenly kicking a stone on the ground to one side, kicking a trash can for no reason, or wanting to smash their heads when you see someone, so that the brains will splatter on your face...

Okay, the last one is not normal.

There is another possibility that the impulse just now was the negative effect brought by the faceless name.

He is an old god, and his existence is chaos. People will gradually lose their reason under his unconscious influence, become extreme and out of control.

Back in Grani, the townspeople were influenced by the abyss and began to breed with each other. With such an example, it was not difficult for Leah to understand why his thinking became extreme.

However, it was not a good idea to want to kill people indiscriminately.

For Leah, it was an idiotic act to throw away reason and do whatever he wanted before he became strong. He had reason to believe that he would be beaten to death by the Order Association before he ran two blocks.

This was just a metaphor. Those people might not be able to beat him to death with a stick, but there would always be other ways to deal with him. Going crazy would cost a price, and Leah thought that such a price was not worth it.

His main meme was a black businessman. His mind and reason were his bottom line, which must not be touched, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

"I have to calm down. I can't become like those faceless fools."

He took a deep breath and found a place to squat with Evander.

As Riya expected, the angry workers' families came here. They came in groups with banners of "protest", "compensate us", and "stop oppression". It seemed that they contacted many of their own people on the way.

This was a bit of a big move, but who would dislike the trouble of asking for money?

That money was not a small amount.

Riya and Evander watched the unconscious factory owner on the ground being shaken awake by the collar. The group of people surrounded him and asked him why he didn't give compensation but asked for absenteeism.

"If you can't give us a satisfactory answer today, we will take you to the church now - our car is still parked nearby."

"What are you talking about?"

The factory owner had obviously just woken up and was a little confused for a while, but gradually, he woke up and looked at the group of people in front of him and gradually became angry.

But he was smart and knew that he couldn't go head-to-head with so many people.

"Wait a moment, I'll go back to the factory and get the list to check, and I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"What if you run away if I let you go back like this?"

"How can I run away? My factory is still here."

The man smiled at everyone, turned around and ran into the factory, and in order to prevent him from escaping, those who came to ask for money surrounded the room.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed.

"Ha..." Evander couldn't help yawning.

He looked at Riya: "That person probably doesn't dare to come out."

Riya looked up at the chimney with black smoke, and silently cracked an eye at the corner of his eye and stared at the thin and endless black smoke.

Gradually, the black smoke seemed to have changed, its shape was distorted, and it looked a bit like an elongated old man, who was skinny, half of his skin and half of his skeleton.

But that was just a vague image, its real appearance was still black smoke, and the darker color range was like its face.

The figure had its mouth and eyes wide open, which reminded Ria of the Norwegian painter Edvard Munch's work "The Scream", except that the expression of the figure here was more exaggerated than in the painting.

It seemed to be screaming, and its face was gradually stretched longer, and every time it was stretched a little longer, it would scream harder.

This sound was like a large group of mosquitoes gathered in front of the microphone, flapping their wings non-stop. Evander and Riya immediately felt a headache. They covered their heads and gritted their teeth, and the people near the black smoke were of course in a worse situation.

They fell to the ground and wailed. The factory owner came out and stood at the door to admire their miserable situation. The thin figure in the chimney was obviously his doing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't give compensation. You lowly and unruly people actually want to sue us. It's a joke."

"By the way, it's hungry anyway. It's rare for you to come here. Don't go back. Come to my factory to work!"

The man blew a whistle, and the sound in the chimney disappeared immediately. The man also called out the helpers from the factory to drag the people outside into the factory.

It seems that if Riya hadn't swung the brick quickly before, they would have been unable to escape such a development.

"It seems different from what you said."

Evander pressed his scalp with a look of agony. Ria was in much better condition than him, probably because he had developed resistance to pollution.

"People always make mistakes. Are we going to continue with that plan now, or do you have a better one?"

Ria's expression remained unchanged, and Evander could not tell what he was thinking.

In fact, since the factory was related to the extraordinary, the direction of development would definitely not be as smooth as Ria said. If he hadn't said that, Evander would not have allowed the workers' families to come here.