They all call me the Outer God

"I hate my job.,-*' ^ '~*-.,_,.-*~ ~*-.,_,.-*~' ^ '*-,"

Several investigators stood in front of the polluter's grave, and no one wanted to be the first to approach. Even just looking at the description on the tombstone made them disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

"Why do people with pollution diseases appear in this world? They are a scourge when they are alive, and they will become a bigger trouble when they die and continue to harm innocent people."

"Stop complaining, put on your mask quickly, we are about to carry out 'virus disinfection'. To ensure that there is no mistake, I will ask again, you didn't eat anything this morning, right?"

"Of course I didn't eat. Just thinking about that kind of thing can make you vomit, let alone eat any food.

After finishing today's work, I'm afraid I will be so sick that I can't eat for three days."

An investigator skillfully took out a special gas mask and put it on his face. Then, he wrapped his hands tightly with gloves and walked closer to the tomb with the monument step by step.

Buried inside is the source of the disease, so their actions must be meticulous and careful.

Two of them stood on both sides of the soil to dig the soil, two stood nearby to guard against emergencies, and the remaining one was responsible for keeping a close eye on the surrounding situation.

Originally, this work could be completed quickly according to the normal process, and the actions of investigators are usually accompanied by high risks and high efficiency.

In terms of investigating and researching things related to extraordinary things, they have always been the first to charge.

Several people were very spirited, and the shovel head made of special metal was half immersed in the soil.

The first shovel just cut through the wind-blown crust on the surface of the ground, and the moist earthy smell mixed with the smell of factory wastewater immediately seeped out and gradually spread in the air.

"The soil inside is too soft. It's obvious that the church people don't know how to compact it. How can they stop the patient with just a few pieces of waste wood coffins?"

"You think too much. Even if it's a disordered person, he will die without oxygen. Instead of arguing here, it's better to dig him out and find out."

"Well, be ready to spit into the mask at any time. We will see the truth soon."

The faces of several people hidden behind the masks were focused. Everyone tightened their muscles and prepared for all possible outcomes.

However, there was another direction of development that they did not expect.

When the nerves of several people were almost tense to the extreme, a large group of people slowly gathered from the road they just passed.

Judging from their clothes, they were the townspeople of Wins Town.

The townspeople thought that too many people would block the already narrow road, so they were divided into several teams.

The leading townspeople held a white cloth banner with motivational words just written on it with coal scraps.

"Order rises under the sun, offering the highest level of encouragement to the investigators!"

"..."

The investigator at the edge looked at the approaching crowd with surprise, but soon, his strong professional ability allowed him to react immediately.

The next second, the investigator rushed forward to stop the confused crowd.

"What do you want to do?" He tried his best to make his tone sound kind, but the trembling breath at the end of his voice still exposed his suppressed anger.

Some townspeople were brave and walked to the front to explain the situation to him directly.

The townspeople pointed to the crowd behind them: "The adults work so hard, we come here to support the work of our superiors and cheer for the adults.

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By the way, your colleagues are planning to dig out something, such as pathogens, can we watch from the side?

Don't worry, we will never get too close, after all, we don't want to cause any trouble for you!"

Your existence here is already the biggest trouble.

The investigator wanted to grab the townspeople by the collar and yell this, but for some reason, the townspeople today not only followed them out, but also couldn't be driven away.

A large group of people stubbornly stood there, stretching their necks and standing on tiptoe, staring at the grave eagerly.

Their curiosity was aroused to the extreme, and they were ready to dig with a hoe if they were not shown their work process.

The investigators were outnumbered, and there was a rule that ordinary people could not be attacked at will. The situation was urgent, and a delay of one millisecond could cause the contamination disease to spread.

After thinking about it, the investigator could only persuade the townspeople to stay away as much as possible and set aside a safer range to prohibit them from approaching.

This distance was just right, even if the virus spread, it would not spread to the townspeople quickly, and the extra time was enough for his companions to clean up the body.

Today they came fully prepared. As long as the mysterious item [antibacterial potion] was dripped onto the spreading error microorganisms, the potion would automatically suppress them when it detected the error information. It was a solvent specially used to deal with diseased corpses.

As for the price - the price of using it is to pay for the nail on the little toe, and when a new toenail grows in the future, that little toe will definitely suffer from ingrown toenail, no matter how diligently it is trimmed.

If the user has no toenails, this mysterious item will make the user grow toenails, and then repeat the above operation.

"This is really outrageous, I will get paronychia because of it sooner or later."

The investigator in charge of the excavation cursed secretly and moved faster. The nearby townspeople also slowed down their breathing and stared at the scene over there, fearing that they would miss any details.

"Heh."

The people who stopped them thought with some malice that it would be best to let these people cry bitterly when they see the source of the disease, so that they would understand how stupid they had done.

Ignorance is not hopeless, and the best treatment is to make them pay the price of ignorance.

As time went by, the soil on both sides of the grave had piled up higher and higher, and the speed of the metal shovel digging was also much faster.

The wooden coffin was about to be dug up, and the answer to whether the source of the disease was dead or not would be revealed in a few minutes.

"I'm really excited." The townsman at the front of the line tightly grasped the fabric of his clothes. No matter who saw him, he was now as excited as he could be.

"What do you think we will see in a while?

A giant of flesh and blood that suddenly rushed out of the coffin and was defeated by the investigators in a few moves?

Or thousands of underdeveloped toads with tails suddenly emerged from it and were wiped out by the investigators in one fell swoop!?"

The man turned his head and asked the people around him with interest, while the young man wearing a woolen vest and a black cap was stunned for a moment after being asked.

He lowered his head and thought seriously about the answer to this question.

After a few seconds, he shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and poked the person on the left with his hand.

"What do you think will appear?"

"I think?"

The fat man who wore a bird-beak mask to avoid disease looked forward, and his head swayed up and down along the arc of the soil shoveled out by the shovel.