They all call me the Outer God

"How did you find me here?"

"I smell the smell of decay, as if someone's toilet has been clogged for a month and hasn't been flushed." Riya said, throwing the food to the mythical creature whose wings were about to flap.

"Oh, Kercha, you still sound so unpleasant. I hate every word you say from the bottom of my heart."

In the corner, Doctor Bird's Beak, whose lenses glowed coldly, gradually emerged. He threw away the tentacles in his hands and found that part of his gloves had been corroded.

"Yes, your little pet has made some progress. I believe it will be able to swallow you before long."

"Before that, you will watch me jump into the sea with your salary this year. Are you interested in taking a pirate ship to the sea to find treasures?"

"..." James stopped bickering with Riya, "When will you pay me my salary?"

"Well, that's a problem."

Riya touched her chin: "I really want to give you money, but this matter is not something I can decide. I'm fighting for it.

Of course, it’s not that I won’t pay you, I never said that I don’t pay you, but we still need to discuss this matter seriously and deal with it in a practical way. I believe we will get a reasonable answer soon——

By the way, why are you here? "

"Of course I was invited by Miss Favroline, and I'm going to the banquet to see her. You don't know about Kercha, she is a complete stunner."

James hadn't realized yet that Riya had changed the subject.

"You called her Miss?"

"Can't you?"

"How old are you now?"

"Hehehe, if you want to know... I won't tell you. Under the influence of extraordinary factors, your thirst for knowledge has greatly increased. You must be very anxious now that you can't get the answer!

Even though you don't have any reaction now, if others don't understand, how can I understand you? "

Ria looked at him indifferently, drawing a blood-red horizontal line in her heart on the amount of James' salary for the next three months.

James is completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter now, and is still talking about things that are dispensable to Riya.

"Favroline Matisse was the hottest and shining star in Adelin back then, and her beauty was enough to make all men bow down under her skirt.

Whenever Favreen went out in those days, she would definitely wear the most gorgeous dress and a gauze-brimmed hat. The feathers on the hat were so graceful that they could even attract people on the street to block the street. "

"It's just a pity..." James chuckled.

"What are you feeling sorry for?"

"It's a pity that she later married Viscount Sicard, and that Viscount was useless. With her beauty, as long as the king could take a look at her, she might not be the queen now."

"Is she really that beautiful?" Riya was also a little curious now. He was not interested in the widow, but simply wanted to see what Favroline, who was described in this way by both Evander and James, would look like.

"You will know it once you see it. Trust me, you will never regret it."

James smiled more and more meaningfully.

"We can go together for the banquet in two days, and I can also help you avoid trouble from those in Order.

But you can't stay next to me inside the banquet. I don't want others to think that I already have a son. "

"Where do you get your confidence from? Please tell me what your advantages are compared to other beak doctors - that is, none, except that you are rounder than them all."

"Hey, roundness is also a kind of beauty. By the way, you really look like a nouveau riche. I hope you can bring out enough chips that they are satisfied with on that day, and don't let the gold-plated decoration peel off, otherwise it will happen. Big question."

"I'm looking forward to the meeting between [the black businessman] and those misers."

James laughed, and he smiled and dissipated into black mist again.

Riya had long been used to his habit of suddenly appearing and disappearing. He turned around and opened the doors and windows for ventilation. After taking a few deep breaths, he began to calculate the monthly salary of Dr. Beak.

"The average annual income is about one hundred and eighty-seven gold coins per month. This is just a numerical value. Leiden tells me how much this value will become. I need to inform him in his dream."

"But the key is that I can't dream about him. No wonder James is so confident, but isn't he afraid that one day I will really dream about the National Health Commission?"

That night, Riya still failed to dream about Layton, but he dreamed that he was in the zoo, holding a balloon in his hand.

There was a lion in the cage in front of him. When he looked carefully, he had no face and his face was completely black. Blue and gold shackles gathered its upper body. Behind the lion was a pair of broken wings covered with dust and holes.

This is the true form of the faceless god, but at this time he no longer felt the pressure he felt at the beginning. He just looked at Liya quietly. After the two sides looked at each other for a moment, cracks appeared on its body surface, like a mirror. Shattered.

These debris fell to the ground and turned into real mirror fragments, and Riya also saw what the "balloon" she was holding in her hand was from the reflection of the mirror.

It was a blood-red thread, and when Riya's eyes slowly followed its trajectory upwards, a pair of hands suddenly covered Riya's eyes from behind.

A voice told Riya not to look up. To prevent him from looking at random things and hurting himself, the hands put their fingers into the young man's eye sockets. The fingers gradually turned into tentacles and completely destroyed the eyes. Blood mixed with physiological tears immediately flowed from Riya's eyelids.

[Now... is not... the time for you to know... Omniscience... is the biggest... curse]

"Who are you?"

Riya asked the identity of the voice very calmly, but no one responded to him.

When his eyes were completely destroyed, the hands left on their own, and Riya stood there with blood all over his face, looking up at the sky in a daze.

No one would tell him what happened, what he should know, and what he shouldn't know.

The desire for knowledge was gradually torturing his spirit, but Chaofan seemed to be joking with him, as if telling him in person - you want to know everything, but you can't know anything.

"The ability to trouble." Riya tried to stretch a hand upwards and found that he could touch something as soft as silk thread.

He remained in this position until the silk threads gradually collapsed downwards, and there seemed to be a rustling sound from a reptile nearby.

A furry creature stretched out its long limbs and crawled onto Riya's face, trying to crawl into his eye sockets. Riya tried to move but found that he seemed to be completely entangled in the silk threads and could no longer move on his own.