They all call me the Outer God

"What's going on!?"

Style stopped the bartender who was about to leave without knowing why, but the bartender refused to say anything, and then Ria stood up and stuffed some "tips" into his arms.

The bartender took the tip unnaturally, and his attitude changed visibly: "Today is the Rain Festival."

"In the legend of the church, dark clouds covered the sun for a period of time, and the sun disappeared for many years. It rained continuously, houses were flooded, crops failed, and fruit trees rotted and infested with insects. People danced sacrificial dances to disperse the dark clouds.

Everyone gathered together to light a fire, but the fire was always extinguished by the heavy rain. At this time, the saint poured violet wine into the fire, and the raging fire instantly rose and evaporated all the rain and dark clouds, and the sun shone on the land again.

So people should drink violet wine on this day, this is a tradition."

"Your brand is quite good at promoting it."

Style picked up the bottle and shook it a few times: "From the ice cellar? That's nice!"

"Please drink freely today, everything will be paid by the sun."

"Of course, praise the sun!"

"Praise the sun!!!" The crowd in the tavern cheered, and the sound of iron wine bottles opening came one after another, and Leah performed a "bare-handed bottle cap" to Style.

"Kercha, you are really strong, you can't tell from your appearance!"

"Just use the right technique."

Riya held the bottle with both hands, feeling the coldness in her palms: "From your reaction after receiving the wine, your hometown should not be here."

"I have been away from home for a long time... There is no way, I can't let my father and grandfather know that I have a strange disease. With their tempers, they will definitely look for quack doctors everywhere to get medicine.

In order to avoid this kind of trouble, I faked my death and ran away from home. I came to Grani with Gro a few months ago, but the unreliable doctor The doctor despised me and followed the bard who came from nowhere to learn from him.

By the way, where is your doctor? "

"Him?"

Riya recalled James's expression: "He said that life cannot always revolve around patients, and doctors should also have ideals, ambitions and freedom."

"Why do I feel that our two doctors have the same words, they can't be the same person... Wait! I can't think about it, idiots can't think so much, it will mess up my memes! So close!"

Riya: "..."

He is more determined not to choose to play [idiot].

...

Time flies.

In the following time, they exchanged some things. It was getting darker and darker. Styer suggested that Riya could stay in Grani Town for a few days so that he could help if he encountered any problems.

"I tell you, no one can predict bad luck. If you leave here, something bad may happen. If you stay here, the same is true. So I suggest you stay here first. Stay in a hotel not far away at night. I can rush there quickly if there is any movement."

"Ah...you asked me where I would stay at night? I slept in the tavern, but they only let me sleep on the floor. Do you want to lie on the floor with me?"

Riya rejected Style's kindness.

It didn't matter where he slept, but he became interested in the nearby hotel. Not long after arriving here, when passing by the hotel, Riya smelled a strong fishy smell inside.

Maybe there are extraordinary creatures inside, and he can find a way to catch another extraordinary creature and make a fortune.

As for the risk of death that Style mentioned-

He didn't care.

A person without worries is free.

So, Riya left the Baixel Tavern at night and came to the Wright Hotel. The front desk of the hotel warmly received him, and then handed him a room number card of 301 after seeing the money.

"Everything inside can be used at will. We have prepared disposable toothbrushes, toothpaste, towels, slippers and other supplies for each tenant. There is also free breakfast and dinner, which will be delivered directly to your room by room service to solve all your troubles.

If you need any help, you can use the intercom next to the bed."

"The service is very thoughtful."

"Thank you for your compliment. If you are satisfied when you check out, please fill in a five-star review for us. This is very helpful to us."

After that, the front desk staff bowed to Riya with a smile and gestured the sun symbol on his heart.

"Happy Rain Festival."

"Have fun together and praise the sun."

Riya took the number plate upstairs and found his room on the third floor.

"Click."

He inserted the key on the number plate into the keyhole and turned the key on the door lock, but at this time he heard the tenants of 302 next door quarreling.

The sound insulation here is not perfect, so any slightly louder sound will be heard.

"Why can't you keep an eye on that child? It's all your fault that the child has become disabled!"

"I did it? If I were there, two people would be disabled, as if everything would be fine if I were there."

"Then I don't care. If you can't find the murderer, I will..."

Riya at the back couldn't hear clearly. After a few seconds of silence, he pushed the door and entered his room and closed it. As soon as the door was closed, the sound was much quieter.

The decoration in the room was simple. There were only two rooms, a bedroom and a bathroom, but Riya didn't have too many requirements. This place was much more luxurious than where he lived before. At least the mattress here was spring-loaded and didn't hurt his bones at all.

Riya hung his coat, vest and hat on the hanger and took off his glasses. Suddenly, he heard the bedside bell ring. It seemed that the room service had something to tell him.

Riya picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Kercha, it's going to rain outside soon. Do you need fish for your dinner?"

Preparing fish on a rainy day may sound unrelated, but Riya, who has experienced those heavy rains, instantly thought of something not so good.

Fish on a rainy day could be anything - ants, snakes, mice, birds, or even people.

"I don't need fish, you guys can do it."

"Okay sir, we will prepare the most perfect dinner for you."

After that, the intercom hung up.

Soon after, there was a knock at Riya's door.

"Knock, knock."

"Sir, your dinner."

Riya opened the door and saw a woman in a black vest with a bright smile, pushing an iron dining cart in her hand. There were several plates on the dining cart, all of which were covered with metal dome dining covers, and she had no idea what was in them.

Riya looked at them and saw her distorted reflection from above them.

"Please eat."

After the woman said that, she pushed the dining cart away. Riya stared at the plates for a moment, suddenly opened the silver lid, and then saw some things that were not suitable for human viewing.

There was a severed hand on the plate, with the fingers cut into several pieces and perfectly arranged on the plate. Even the red nail polish on the fingertips had not been removed, revealing a creepy and bright look.