They all call me the Outer God

But he just got into a fight with himself today. Riya watched the plague doctor fall back because he couldn't do the pose, and he couldn't get up after trying for a long time.

"Listen to me, Kercha, I overheard something good."

James simply lay on the ground and looked at Riya. The next second, he took out a glass of water from somewhere, opened his lens and poured it into it.

The sound of drinking water came out, and a moment later, James crushed the cup and stuffed it in.

"Don't be angry after this... That group of people planned to use the mentor to uncover the war curse and control the war."

"This idea is really strange."

Riya didn't get angry when he heard this. As early as when he knew that the mentor was transported to Cranbeya, he should have figured out that this would happen.

But even if he figured it out, the actions of those people were far beyond his expectations.

There is no lower limit for people.

"I thought those people would at most study the extraordinary qualities of the mentor, and then think about how to make ordinary people have extraordinary abilities controlled by them, and then use them for their own purposes. I didn't expect them to be so bold and want him to directly reveal the second curse.

The mentor is related to the gate, and the gate is omniscient and omnipotent. Those people are really not afraid of being punished by the gate."

Speaking of the gate, Liya suddenly remembered that the original body was also a believer of the gate. It is better to say that he is the founder of the Truth Society, and his identity is not special.

Those people dared to attack the mentor, and it is very likely that they had targeted him before.

But the original body's conditions were too strong, and in the eyes of those people, he eventually became missing, and his life and death were uncertain.

The identity of the Grand Inquisitor is special. Few people know his real name and real appearance. Maybe the original body did not show his true face before.

All churches outside the Rising Sun were boycotted, and it is unknown whether the Truth Society still exists after losing him.

Now, the only thing that can prove his identity is a metal gear badge delivered by the original body.

Leah casually stroked the chin of the mythical creature: "Since they dared to do that on the territory of the Order Headquarters, they must have been fully confident. I have to say that the person who planned all this is a madman, but through these, we can also infer other things."

"For example, the curse seal may be hidden in Cranbeya, a place known by the planner, or a place that can be easily reached in a short time. The first curse seal looks like a scroll, and what will the second curse seal be?"

"Don't look at me. If I knew, I would definitely not hide it from you. Maybe it's also a piece of torn paper?"

James stretched out his hand to Leah while lying on the ground, and Leah showed a puzzled expression.

"Pull me up, I've been lying here for a long time, and you just stand there and watch. You are really a guy with no humanity!"

Leah: "So how will those people let the mentor contact the war curse seal? As the carrier of the cursed blood, do the royal family know the location of the war curse seal?"

He thought while walking out with his cane, and little Shiwa jumped directly onto his shoulder and got into the bottom of the hat, not paying attention to James at all.

"Hey!"

James' voice echoed in the back: "Hey! Hey! You stupid patient! Come back and help me up! You can't do this to me, I'm your attending physician! Doctor, do you understand!?

I'm going to report you to the court!"

Riya did not respond to this.

James heard the voice and realized that the patient had left the hotel. He was furious and planned to get up directly.

But in an instant, a tentacle emerged from the shadows behind him and pushed him from behind, allowing him to stand up successfully.

When James looked back, the tentacle had disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Tsk, you still have a conscience."

...

Riya took little Shival out of the hotel. After being seriously injured and recovering, he immediately felt refreshed. Although the calls that flashed in his mind from time to time were more dense and louder, he just had to ignore them.

If it really didn't work, he could also remove the part of the brain responsible for that part and make a dinner like foie gras for little Shival.

Riya tried this before when he had nothing to do. Then, little Shival looked at the plate of brain slices in front of him and cried out "Ahh" with "touched", without touching a bite.

Riya could only eat these things by himself, sprinkled with black pepper, and the taste seemed good.

Thinking about it, he felt a little hungry again, so he bought two freshly baked hot dogs. The boss joked that he didn't look like someone who would buy these things, but looked like someone who came to buy their store.

Riya said that he just liked to dress like this, which was more in line with the identity of a businessman.

The boss asked him what he was selling, and Riya recommended his brain to the other party.

"Do you want to try it, human brain?"

Riya still remembered the man's expression at the time. His face turned pale instantly, and the way he looked at himself was not right.

Riya simply stopped teasing him, but felt that it was a pity that such delicious things could not be tasted by others. Many people would want to share with others after discovering something delicious. He probably has this idea now.

"They are quite picky eaters."

The young man put a hot dog on the edge of his hat, and soon, a small tentacle stretched out, wrapped around his hand wearing a black leather glove, and slowly moved towards the hot dog. Soon, the tentacle let go of his hand and dragged the hot dog into the hat.

A "gulp" sound came from the hat.

"Is it delicious?"

"gulp."

"It's good if it's delicious. If it weren't for these things, we should try all the food in Endles that we haven't tasted before, but there's actually nothing delicious in Endles.

Maybe I can take you to other countries."

Riya was chatting with Little Shival, but soon he stopped and suddenly thought that if it weren't for these things, wouldn't he never see mythical creatures, nor encounter all kinds of strange things along the way?

Is the original world really good?

After experiencing countless dreams, Riya also developed a resistance to the original world. In his impression, it seemed that the world was also polluted and turned into hell.

And the source of that hell scene was him.

At this moment, he fell into confusion, but soon he broke free from the confusion and continued to walk towards Cranbeya.

"Those people deserved it. They were just characters in a dream. No one should be an obstacle to my mind, and nothing can stop me from going back."

"Isn't everything I did just to go home?"

"They are still waiting for me."

Riya thought of his parents, his friends, and of course, the mythical creature was also his friend. He should take it back.

But if he could really take it back, it would have violated the theory that this was all a dream in his mind. In the final analysis, Riya was just deceiving himself.

Little Shival opened two glowing golden eyes in his hat. No one knew what he was thinking now, or maybe he was thinking nothing.

It followed Riya on the train to Cranbeya.

At the train entrance, Riya met people from the Order Association. Those people scanned him with special instruments, and the instruments suddenly emitted scarlet and flashing red light.

"Patient? Show your meme card now."

Riya didn't ask why, but directly took out the meme card, covered the logo in the upper right corner with his fingers, and showed them the keeper pattern on the back of the card.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "The disordered can go to Cranbeya, but your extraordinary abilities must be blocked.

And why do you cover the meme logo? Give us the meme card for inspection."

Riya: "Have you always been like this?"

He sighed and put the meme card away.

These people had just seen the logo, so Riya simply used some of his abilities to make the deal happen.

Then, he walked into the carriage without looking back. The eyes of the investigators fell into a moment of dullness. There was an inexplicable impulse that made them want to greet the young man just now, but now they have other work.

"The person just now is fine, next one."

The person behind was not a disordered person, but just an ordinary patient who tried to get away with it, so the investigators did not look at him well and immediately arrested him and took him in.

"You are so brave, who gave you the courage to appear in front of us openly!?"

"Why can the person just now do that!?"

"Can you slander that person? You are guilty of a crime!"

It was very noisy outside, and Leah had already sat in his seat and ordered a cup of hot coffee and a newspaper from Cranbeya from the steward. He did not add any sugar cubes and just tasted it mouthful by mouthful.

"Huh--" He blew the hot air on the surface of the coffee and then flipped the newspaper.

In fact, with his current funds, he could buy a first-class seat, but Leah thought it was a bit of a waste of money, and any waste of money was shameful.

Little Shival was still nestled at the other end of the seat, pretending to be a plush doll with two tufts of hair on his head.

It just opened its round eyes like that, never needing to blink, just watching the host flipping the newspaper, little Shival felt very happy.

Leah was not paying attention to the mythical creatures now, but was quickly browsing the information he needed in the newspaper.

Then there was a new discovery.

"Several imprisoned supernatural creatures have escaped from the palace. Please close your doors and windows and avoid going out unless necessary.

If there are witnesses, you can get 20 silver coins for providing clues. Warriors who can capture supernatural creatures alive can be rewarded with 5,000 gold coins and special commendation from King Wilton, which will be cashed on the same day."

"Five thousand gold coins!?" Lia was a little surprised that what kind of supernatural creatures would offer such a high bounty, and then she saw their portraits.

These supernatural creatures all look like half human and half snake, and no matter how many or how few, they all have snake characteristics.

Seeing this, Ria asked the attendant who was selling food and local specialties in the carriage: "Is Cranbeya not peaceful recently?"

"Why did you buy beef?"

"Did the cow complain to you?"

"I mean, if you want to get specific information from me, you must buy something. This is our unwritten rule. I can see that you are here for the first time... So do you want to buy beef jerky?"

"So that's how it is. Sorry, miss, I misunderstood."

Ria bought two large bags of beef jerky and stuffed a silver coin into the attendant's hand, saying that he didn't need to change. The attendant's expression softened, and his expression changed so quickly that it was faster than turning a book.

She thought for a while: "It's not peaceful for ordinary people, but today, the people on these two trains are all going to Cranbeya. Obviously, a considerable number of them are bounty hunters who are going for the bounty.

Sometimes high risk is accompanied by high returns. I heard that not long ago, there was a monster with a higher bounty, but it was captured and brought back to the royal family not long after the bounty was posted.

But not long after, more half-human, half-snake monsters ran out of the palace. We all thought that this might be a charity event held by the nobles, trying every means to improve the living standards of bounty hunters. "

"Looking at your appearance, you don't look like a bounty hunter. You look like you are here to discuss business. But you didn't go to the first class or business class but came here. You must also need that money. "

After hearing this, Liya lowered his head and took a sip of coffee while holding the cup, and then stretched out his tongue to lick the foam at the corner of his mouth.

He smiled: "You are right, ma'am, no one needs that money more than me.

I am a very greedy person. Without money, I will die. "

As he said this, he put down the ceramic cup, reached out to take back the silver coin from the other party, and then returned the product to the other party.

Expired beef jerky doesn't seem to be of much use.

"Thank you for the information you provided, ma'am. I wish you a happy life in the future, make money soon, and don't sell expired products in the future. "

The flight attendant's eyes flashed, and she immediately bowed her head and said, "I will, praise--"

Trade.

She said this quietly in her heart, and then pushed the cart away.

Although selling expired food seems to be very immoral, Riya is not an unreasonable person. Many times, turning a blind eye is easier than beating someone to death with a stick.

What qualifications do black merchants have to ask others not to be black merchants?

Is he qualified?

-Of course he is, after all, Riya's business principle is that if there is only one businessman left in the world, there will be no more competitors, and all the money can belong to him.

"Whenever I think of this principle, I want to laugh inexplicably, and I don't know why...

If this thing really comes true, wouldn't I be a real evil god? "

But he still wanted to be an orthodox god, protecting everyone's trade and money.

Little Shival also felt that Riya's thoughts were great. After all, the host always seemed to care about no one, but in fact, he was always paying attention to this and that.

If it weren't for the livelihood and money, who would want to become a black marketeer? How many people can really abandon their conscience and do those unpleasant things?

But to change these, it may be necessary to start from the foundation. When everyone becomes rich, the gap will really disappear.