They all call me the Outer God

"Da, Da, Da--"

The sound of black leather shoes hitting the crimson marble floor in the high-end restaurant rang out, and countless waiters poured out of the door in the direction of the kitchen.

They held silver plates in their hands and placed them in front of everyone one after another. The patterns on the round lids of the plates were extremely delicate, but through the reflection, people staring at them would only feel that their faces were distorted into thousands of copies by those complicated patterns.

Of course, Riya and his group also received such delicacies. When the plates were placed on the table not far in front of Riya, the waiter smiled at him as if he could not see Riya's abnormality at all.

"Sir, please have a meal."

"Is this the staple food?"

"Yes, the real thing-Angel, for this much-anticipated ingredient, you need to pay all your property."

After hearing this, Riya stood up with his cane to support his body and walked towards that side, and then, in the eyes of the crowd, he took the lead in opening the lid of the sterling silver product.

All his "savings" instantly returned to zero.

More than 7 billion funds were gone in an instant, and the long-lost main dish in the Greedy Gate was also revealed on the plate.

A round object, like colorless and transparent jelly, but it clearly reflected Riya's face, and then his face was completely imprinted on it. No matter where he turned, the sight in the reflection would stare at him.

Riya endured the backlash of memetic pollution and stared at the thing for a long time before trying to reach out to touch it. At this time, the thing also opened its lifeless eyes and said a word.

"Run... quickly."

At the same time, the people around also screamed, probably because the reflection that could speak was simply unheard of.

The waiter's face was even more joyful: "These are all top-notch ingredients. You only need to eat them to gain eternal life. Isn't this the fundamental purpose of rich people like you coming here?"

Kraden has already picked up the knife and fork: "Lord Kercha, don't you want to eat it?"

"Do you dare to eat this thing?"

Transparent weird ingredients with unknown raw materials, normal people will not have an appetite for such things at all.

But perhaps because the desire for eternal life was too strong, Riya could see that many people began to walk to the head tremblingly after being frightened, picked up knives and forks to cut them off, put them into their mouths and tasted them with intoxication.

Perhaps this jelly-like thing tasted good, and most people looked intoxicated when tasting the food.

Kraden was also struggling mentally: "Lord Kercha, we can leave here after eating this. This level will not be difficult as long as we overcome the black merchant instinct - but this clearance condition is too disgusting!!!"

"I hate slimes the most. I don't have any appetite at all."

He wailed and disdained, and the reflection in the silver plate angrily cursed him for eating himself. If he dared to eat himself, he would curse him to be lonely for life. Kraden heard this and angrily cursed his head, and the previous fear disappeared.

People have a rebellious mentality. The more they are not allowed to do something, the more they want to do it. Now Kraden's anger is greater than disgust, and he wants to get rid of this thing as soon as possible.

Riya also looked at the ball on the plate. The reflection also looked at him. His eyes were dull and slightly drooping. The dark circles under his eyes looked like he hadn't slept well for more than ten days. He looked decadent.

"Don't you want to say something to me? For example, something to irritate me and let me eat you?"

Riya gestured with the famous silver knife and slowly pressed it against "his" brow.

The head glanced at him very tiredly, and then quickly scanned the surroundings nervously, lamenting: "I am you. I know how much you want to live, and I want to live too. I am not as stupid as the balls around me. I am smarter than any of them. Those stupid people with no brains will only induce others to kill themselves, but I won't. I have real self-awareness and even my own values."

"I even have my own name."

At this point, the ball proudly showed a more neurotic smile, like a patient who stayed up too late and was struggling with the last bit of strength to support.

"If you ask why, it's because my name is [Idiot]."

Idiot——

This sentence successfully triggered Ria's murderous intent. Seeing this, the head smiled wider and wider, but it waited patiently for a long time but still didn't wait for the blade to cut itself. Suddenly, the face became disappointed.

"Ah, why don't you use the knife? If you don't get rid of me, I will pollute your meme and make you look like me now. In fact, I think I'm pretty good now. Since I became an idiot, I feel that the world has become better. You should also try it.

For your own safety, you should get rid of me. This is the best solution."

"Pop!"

Ria put the lid back with her backhand, and at the same time stopped Kraden from eating.

"Something's wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Kladen glanced at the group of people whose faces were covered in messy food, looking at them with disdain as if they were animals: "As long as we get rid of this thing, we can get out."

"Have you noticed that we didn't see Sofia here?"

"Sofia?"

Kladen was still confused, but after reacting, a chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.

Yes, these are all Sofia's memories. Sofia can't be gone, and it's impossible for them to pass through so easily here.

"Maybe he actually showed up, but we didn't notice it?"

Riya glanced at him: "Do you think anyone can escape my perception? The shadows around can be seen in my eyes, and my eyes tell me that there is no Sofia here at all."

"It's really strange, isn't it? It's said that you can enjoy angels here, but the things on the plate are no different from human heads, and they are "heads" that you can enjoy after spending all your money.

The angel is not there, and Sofia is not there, but instead..."

Riya wanted to say something, but heard someone wailing. He turned his eyes and looked over there, and saw a dense crowd falling down and standing up in groups.

Their bodies became translucent, and at the same time, the balls on the plates laughed sharply, and the "masters" who entangled them all at once tried their best to replace them.

And their "masters" were still struggling, crying and eating while unable to restrain their behavior, from diners to food, from food to diners.

Food will eventually become a diner, and the diner will eventually become food. The identities of both sides are exchanged, and the food that survives in the end replaces the diner's identity, enjoying their memories, life, family, wealth and status, and gaining eternal life.

In the end, the original subject completely turned into a water-like ball, and then turned into a pool of clear water. (End of this chapter)