They all call me the Outer God

As long as he is given a Sval, this man can do almost everything. The superhumans are so powerful and convenient.

But now there is a problem, that is, this meme three superhuman seems to be reluctant to use his superhuman abilities.

He has lost his memory, which is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see, so people find him a psychiatrist, not to help him recover his memory, but to persuade him to stay and help everyone through the difficulties.

"Well done, Bly, you impressed me."

Bly's "psychiatrist" praised him. This man is just a doctor in a small town. He has no great ability at all, and he doesn't even have a medical qualification certificate or a psychiatrist license.

But he always speaks in a set way, and Bly sometimes thinks that what he says makes some sense.

"It stands to reason that the bullet should not be able to kill this man. Is it because he is too weak?"

Bly looked at his gun, and the black muzzle pointed at him always made him want to pull the trigger immediately.

"Doctor Kateen, who am I?"

Bray asked this question again. He had completely forgotten his identity. His eyes also indicated that he was completely different from ordinary people, but he couldn't tell where this difference was specifically reflected.

"Why are you asking this question again? Let me tell you, you are Bray Moit, the great hero of Kadanang Town. You are the extraordinary person who is destined to protect everyone here and end the war. Extraordinary people exist for this reason."

"Is that so?"

Bray blinked his golden eyes and put down the gun in his hand.

Recently, the raging waves swept everything. It was a group of extraordinary people and the people of the Order Association who joined forces to resist the tsunami.

People living by the sea are very clear about this matter. People in the association will clear their memories according to common sense, but in special times, this move undoubtedly symbolizes stupidity.

"It seems that you still don't understand your mission."

Kateen sighed and took Bray away in front of everyone. He wanted Bray to take a good look at the ruins trampled by the war and the shelters that had been destroyed beyond recognition.

The two walked for a long time, and then Bray looked at everything in front of him and was completely stunned.

The ruins destroyed by the war silently tell of the past glory and the present desolation. The outlines of the buildings of the past can be vaguely seen among the broken walls, but now they are only dilapidated ruins, and dust lingers on them.

The air was filled with a smell of burning and dust, which made Bly frown. The gravel and rubble under his feet made a harsh sound with every step, as if reminding him of what had happened here.

The two continued to walk, and soon they found the shelter.

In the ruins, the shelter has become the last safe haven for people. The simple tents and makeshift wooden houses underground barely provide a place for survivors to live. However, even in such an environment, people still face various difficulties.

The shortage of food and water, the raging of diseases, and the constant news of war have made life here full of uncertainty and fear.

Bly saw a group of children, and there was no smile on their faces at all.

Their eyes had long lost their former innocence and laughter, replaced by a deep melancholy and uneasiness. Their faces were covered with dust and their clothes were ragged, but even so, they still lived strong, looking forward to rebuilding their homes and regaining peace one day.

"Food, do you have food?"

Seeing them, those people surrounded them and asked if they had brought food and water. Bly searched his pockets and only found a string of magazines.

"Sorry, there is no food, but why don't you leave here and go to a safe area?"

"There is no safe place at all... Those people will be back soon, you'd better hide here too, you will never be discovered here."

After Bly asked the question, someone immediately refuted his point of view.

"No one can be trusted. We can only trust ourselves."

"Look, this is the situation we are facing now. Do you know what external and internal troubles mean? There are not only those monsters in the sea and forest, but also people from neighboring countries, and even infighting between different parties in Endles.

They are having fun fighting each other. We don't know how long we can live."

"A few days ago, someone said that they saw a dragon in the sky. Hahahaha, if that kind of monster attacks us, we will all be finished."

Katen said pessimistically. He looked at Bligh's expression and found that his expression seemed to be a little loose.

"I'll go find them something to eat."

Bligh decided to do something for these people, and then walked out of the shelter and searched around for places to sell food.

However, the result was destined to disappoint him.

The surface swept by the war was barren, and there were no vendors selling food around. Bligh walked for a long time before returning to the town to find his target.

It was a bakery.

Bligh's eyes lit up and he went to ask the other party how much the bread cost.

"Black bread or white bread? Black bread is fifty le."

"..."

He didn't seem to have that much money.

Is bread so expensive?

"This is a special period. Do you understand the special period?"

Bray felt that he should learn to be understanding. He didn't have anything valuable on him, only a gun and a time bomb.

These things should be able to be exchanged for a lot of food.

Then the next second, Bly pulled out a gun and a time bomb. The owner of the bakery suddenly changed his face. He gave all the things to him without saying anything and ran away.

He didn't even take the things.

"It's so strange... maybe the boss suddenly wants to do charity."

Bly happily put all the things back in place, took the food back to the shelter, and distributed the things to everyone. Everyone thanked him.

"Mr. Kateen, do I look like a person now?"

"Why do you keep asking these strange questions? If you are not a person, what else can you be."

Kateen: "You did a good job. People will remember your name... By the way, where did you buy so much bread?"

"There is a very kind philanthropist boss who gave me the bread. He is such a good person."

Philanthropist boss?

Is there such a person around here?

Kateen racked his brains and couldn't think of who could be called "charity", but he didn't think about it.

It was getting late, so he took Bly back to his hospital and let him sleep in a single room.

"You should sleep well and don't run around, you hear me?"

Before leaving, Kateen stood behind the door and gave Bly a thousand instructions, but Bly just stared at him silently with his golden pupils.

"Doctor, I am really a human, right?"

"Of course, don't think about it in the middle of the night, this is a typical delusion and anxiety disorder, you are not a human, how can you--"

As Kateen spoke, his breathing suddenly stagnated.