They all call me the Outer God

Since this thing is harmful to the eyes, I don’t know if it will have any effect on my own polluted eyes.

Thinking like this, Ria opened a slit on her wrist and got closer to the corrosive exhaust gas.

At the moment of contact, his skin began to show symptoms of burns, and many of his eyes popped up like blisters and moved randomly.

However, soon, they dived down again. Perhaps the gas was too shallow and the contact time was short, so the burns could not keep up with the speed of Leah's skin healing itself.

Riya tried a few more times without belief, and finally saw obvious scars on her skin.

This kind of injury was exactly the same as what the people at the hospital mentioned. It was completely painless, but it had extraordinary properties.

That group of people were thrown here to purify the waste gas from the factory. They inhaled the gas into their lungs, and the waste gas would naturally corrode their internal organs and make them miserable.

"Corrosion of internal organs..." Ria reached out and touched her chin, then turned to look at little Shivall. Its mouth was wide open and its throat was shiny. It was obvious that it didn't take such gas into consideration.

Even the gases were not emitted as fast as it could swallow them. As a last resort, the mythical creature could only chase after the gases and swallow them, and its belly became much rounder visibly to the naked eye.

"Gu——"

Little Shival burped, his stomach returned to normal, and then he opened his mouth again.

"These things won't trouble you, but we'd better go see Mr. Evander now. If he stays in the exhaust gas for too long, he will definitely turn into a human being."

As he said this, Riya went to the wall that separated the two rooms and knocked on the wall twice, and found that the wall was hollow.

"Tsk, what an unscrupulous construction to save money."

He couldn't help but despise the people who originally planned this factory.

Riya stepped back and used the acid contamination on his tentacles to dissolve part of the wall, allowing him to pass through it with ease.

"Click, click-"

The ash on the wall turned into a semi-solid state and fell to the ground. The moment the two rooms were connected, the yellow turbid gas suddenly poured into this side. Little Sval immediately flew to Ria's shoulder and exploded all over him. feathers.

"It doesn't matter." Ria knew that this was a mythical creature that was worried about being harmed, but this was nothing to him.

"By the way, what is your standard for judging damage?"

Riya didn't know if Little Shival knew that sometimes the harm came from itself, but it was not the time to explain this yet.

Because he had already discovered a huddled thing in the gradually thinning gas. The thing moved from time to time, as if to prove that it was still alive.

"Evande!"

Riya rushed over and found that he had wrapped his body in his coat. She wanted to cover herself tightly. Riya asked little Shivar to hide aside first, while she tried to touch him.

"The gas has stopped being emitted. Are you feeling better now?"

"..."

Evander didn't respond, which alarmed Ria.

He pulled open the other person's covering and found that there were inconspicuous burn marks on this person's body and he was already semi-conscious.

But Riya knew that his semi-coma had nothing to do with the exhaust gas. This man's current condition was purely caused by holding his breath for too long.

"Can you hear what I'm saying? Take a deep breath, take a deep breath-"

Riya grabbed the other person's collar and shook him for a long time before he finally had some reaction.

A few minutes later, Evander opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was look at his legs.

"Wheelchair, my wheelchair was taken away."

"Relax, Mr. Detective. A real detective shouldn't panic now. After all, you should have thought that one day your legs would be targeted."

"you're right……"

Evander gritted his teeth. He seemed to want to stand up on his own legs, but he could never succeed.

Riya stood beside him and found that his legs were no different from ordinary people's legs. There were no prosthetic limbs or broken bones, but he just couldn't stand up.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"I know what you want to ask...you want to ask what happened to my leg."

Evander's eyes showed pain, but before he could continue, Riya shook her head.

"This is your pain point. You don't have to say it if you don't want to, but what I want to ask now is a very critical question for me -

Tell me you are not a white mask person. "

"White mask?"

Evander was stunned, not knowing what Riya meant.

Riya looked at him for a moment, then closed her eyes: "Sorry, I've been involved with those people recently, and I'm always worried that they will suddenly come out and scare me."

"Sounds like those people were a bunch of naughty, weird kids."

"Hahahaha, you are so funny."

Riya didn't expect anyone to compare the white mask to a naughty child, but he just asked casually, and his intuition told Riya that Evander was not a white mask person.

Those people were already his followers. If they were to approach suddenly, he would not react at all.

Evander could see that Riya was not in a good mood now, and it was obvious that the group of people he just mentioned was not a pleasant memory for him.

"What are we going to do now? The door is locked, how do we get out...wait, aren't you locked in another room?"

"I used the acid over there to melt the wall, but there was only one bucket of acid, and it's gone now."

Riya lied without changing her expression, but Evander felt that it was not worth it.

"You obviously had the opportunity to escape, why did you come to save me?"

"Because your salary has not been paid yet."

"Huh?"

"Ahem, I mean, didn't you come to take revenge for this case? If you didn't get your revenge and died, how miserable it would be.

Think about how miserable a person must be in this life to lose the ability to walk, and finally run to the enemy's territory but be easily killed by the enemy.

I have always believed that death is a serious matter, and everyone should treat it with caution, so you can't die yet, you still have to witness the destruction of the evil, and even make a break with this matter with your own hands, and then give me the money."

"But given our current situation..."

"That's not a problem, as long as you pay enough, Mr. Detective, I will break the door open for you now."

As he said that, Riya moved his wrists twice and walked towards the iron door.

Evander was his employer. According to the deductive principle of the black marketeer, he should take the money and leave, and even sell the other party halfway and let the other party count the money for him. However, based on the principle of trade, he respected every transaction process.

If the other party gave him a job, he would be responsible for it.