They all call me the Outer God

"The Wind and the Abyss... This is a memorial to the Lord of the Wind and the Abyss. He died a long time ago, but his relatives firmly believe that he just fell into a deep sleep. ♚♞  ♦♦"

Moreover, there is a high probability that this god has some connection with the glorious rising sun, or even died at the hands of the rising sun.

The sun baked the ocean and dried it up, but the ocean did not disappear completely. Leah did not know what the nature of the gods was. If the Lord of the Wind and the Abyss represented the ocean, it would not be so miserable in the mouths of his relatives. situation.

"He and the real sea are different things."

Riya opened her eyes: "There is nothing wrong with the ritual text, but the special regulations attached afterwards are very problematic.

What is meant by "I am willing to dedicate my soul and body to the ocean and the abyss"? Who would dedicate that kind of thing to you?

Old people who have died or fallen into deep sleep should be buried as soon as possible. If you can't manage your subordinates well, don't recruit them. "

Riya couldn't help but feel angry when he thought about the things he saw along the way that polluted his eyes. He began to criticize and criticize this god from the perspective of his previous life. Gradually, he took a deep breath and found that his emotions seemed to be affected by unknown things. provoke.

"After reading that note, my thoughts were much more excited than usual. This means that the special extraordinary power carried above will affect the brain."

He patted his temples to calm down: "I can't let my emotions control my thinking. Anger will affect my thinking, and this will fall into the trap of those fish-men."

"Calm down...calm down!"

"But pretending that nothing happened will arouse more suspicion. Now that I have been judged as a suspicious person by the fishmen, I can just perform a symbolic performance in front of them."

"...it seems like the quarrel next door got even louder."

Riya slowed down her breathing and remained motionless, paying attention to the movement on the other side of the wall.

The couple seemed to be arguing about some trivial matter again, but after their child returned to the house, they forcefully snatched the note from the child's hand.

The content of the note was naturally incomprehensible to ordinary people, but some of the things attached to it would make their emotions extreme. As expected, after half a minute of silence next door, the couple became more and more noisy and even started breaking things.

Something heavy hit the wall between rooms 301 and 302. Judging from the sound, Riya thought it was a stool.

"The first sign is mania."

Riya suppressed the inner impulse to break down the wall, pollute those people and drain them of their value before dismembering them, and slit an eye on the back of her hand.

He looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that his mania was relieved a lot.

"I knew you were better when it came to mental pollution."

He closed the eye again and couldn't help but laugh.

At the same time, the residents next door stopped arguing with each other and laughed loudly together. Not only them, Riya also heard the inconspicuous laughter coming from all over the building.

"The second stage is uncontrollable laughter?"

Ria raised the corner of her mouth and looked around the corners of the room where she was, and could vaguely hear the faint echo.

Happiness is a positive emotion. A proper smile can bring a qualitative leap to interpersonal relationships and relieve one's own stress. It is a manifestation of a happy mood.

But the laughter doesn’t stop there.

When a person laughs too hard, he may be out of breath, suffer from unbearable abdominal pain, or even go into shock.

There should be a metric for this sentiment.

The emotions of the residents next door and even the residents of the hotel have exceeded this standard.

Their laughter first sounded like excitement, then became high-pitched and breathy, then just breathy, like an asthma attack.

"In the end, they will fall to the ground limply, lose the ability to think normally and let them be dealt with. The hotel is really a good trick."

Riya was still smiling, the pollution had a small but not unimpacted effect on him.

At this time, his ears could no longer hear too much breathless laughter. Instead, a new voice echoed in his mind. The gender of the voice could not be distinguished, like an old man who was about to enter the grave chanting in his ears. .

[He will eventually revive, He has opened his eyes, and He is looking at us]

[We will all become His breeding ground and the host of fish eggs. Let us be prepared. First, we must keep our bodies well-nourished]

【For Him, we can give everything】

[Praise to the wind and the abyss]

The sound stopped suddenly, and then everything returned to normal. The whole hotel was silent. During this period, Ria was worried and asked little Shivall to extend his tentacles to explore the situation in each room, and he nodded and did so.

A hair-thin tentacle extends from its open mouth. This tentacle cannot extend too far, but it is just right for checking the situation next door.

The mythical creature opened its mouth wide, and after a moment, it retracted its tentacles.

"How's it going?" Ria asked.

"Ouch!" It stretched out its front paws and gestured for a long time, and finally decided to lie down on the ground, closed its eyes tightly, and simulated the ups and downs of breathing on its chest.

"You want to say they're all asleep?"

"Ouch."

Little Shival rolled up from the ground, fluffed his feathers and nodded, indicating that Riya's guess was correct.

"Since they are asleep, all tenants should be in the same situation. Speaking of which, I am a little sleepy now."

Ria pinched himself, but felt that the pain was not enough, so he simply pinched an eye on his arm, and the pain immediately made him feel sleepy.

"Those fishmen want to turn the tenants into a hotbed for hatching fish eggs. 'Keep the body well-nourished' should mean eating more bighead fish, which contains what fish eggs need to hatch.

Mercemen cannot produce bighead fish themselves, but mutated people can - these extraordinary creatures are simply crazy to please the gods in order to reproduce offspring."

Riya cursed inwardly. If he did not make any preparations, he might become what those fishmen wanted to see, but he did not intend to let those fishmen get what they wanted.

"Since you are so unjust, don't blame me for complaining to the 'superior'."

As he said, Riya found the matches in the room, lit the previous note and let it burn to ashes.

Then, he took off his gloves, dipped his fingers in the ashes and twisted them on his hands a few times, and drew mosquito coil-shaped circles on the ground based on his memory.

Every time he went around, Riya chanted a eulogy for the shining sun. His expression was pious. At this moment in this town, no one was more pious than him.

"Praise the sun."

"The new star in the land of life and death,

The center of the cycle of all things,

The flames cut through the day and night,

I am waiting in the boundless place,

Sing praises to the rising sun,

Offer gifts to the rising sun,

Become the rising sun.

Your brilliance cannot be hidden by the haze, and the dark water of the world cannot extinguish your divine fire."