They all call me the Outer God

"oh.

Angna showed her teeth as she spoke. Those teeth were uneven, but she had no intention of wearing braces. It would be better to say that she couldn't afford those braces at all.

Soon, the girl took the black bread and put it under her nose and smelled it. Since Riya did not use golden eyes, she naturally did not gain any faith.

"You are a good man, Mr. Kercha, and may the sun protect you."

After Angna finished speaking, she drew a pattern on her heart similar to a mosquito coil, but then she did not close the door and leave. Instead, she looked at Riya steadily with her green crystal eyes. Just when he couldn't bear it anymore When Zhi opened his mouth, Angna took the first step and took out ten Shivalls from her pocket and handed them to him.

Ria was a little surprised and didn't move.

There was earnestness in Angna's eyes: "Can you buy me a dictionary from the bookstore? I bought it for my brother. I want to teach him how to read words. The remaining Swaar can be used as errand fees for you." ”

When he heard that he had money, Riya's eyes lit up a little. He enthusiastically asked Angna if there was anything else he needed help buying. The child racked his brains for a long time and then said that his brother also needed a copy of "Medicine". encyclopedia".

She gave Riya ten more swales. Riya put the money into a cloth and wrapped it. After going downstairs and asking about the location of Mrs. Stern's bookstore, Riya wore a mask and went out.

He was not the only one dressed like this on the street, so dressing like this would not arouse others' suspicion. After passing through the brick buildings, Ria came to an alley.

The gray walls on both sides blocked all the sunlight, and gray-green moss that didn't like light covered every step there.

The weather was obviously normal, but Riya felt cold for no reason.

His throat moved, but he walked into the darkness without expression, and soon found the bookstore, and the store owner greeted him cheerfully.

"Welcome to my shabby bookstore. No books here are borrowed."

The boss's voice was hoarse and he was relatively fat. The two layers of fat together made a metal button on his shirt teeter on the edge.

But what Riya cares about is not these, but the beak mask on this man's face.

"Are you a doctor?"

Riya's eyes, which were covered by her collar, rolled around, obviously feeling uncomfortable with the word "doctor."

In some places in the early days, in order to prevent the spread of diseases, doctors would put on themselves this kind of bird-like mask with scented flower petals inside.

They hoped to use the fragrance of flowers to ward off the plague.

"No no."

Seemingly sensing Riya's discomfort, the boss shook his head: "How could I have access to such a great profession? I am just a backward [Secret Keeper]. I heard from the grapevine that there have been pollution patients in this town recently. So I specially took measures on my face.

Look, you're wearing a mask too, we're all afraid of that kind of thing, aren't we? "

As he spoke, the bookstore owner approached Riya.

"I smell the mysterious side in you. If one day you really possess the mysterious side ability, maybe we can become colleagues."

Ria did not answer this question, but went into the back of the bookstore to pick out books.

His life these days has been messier than his life before he traveled through time, and he won't be surprised by anything he sees now.

After a moment, he took out a book.

"Where is the pollution patient hiding?"

"Hey, the church took care of it. They were really quick to do it. It's obvious that these things have always been the job of our secret keepers."

"What does he look like?"

"How do I know?"

Riya was slightly relieved when he heard the other party say that he didn't know what the patient looked like. He had already found the two books he wanted during the conversation.

The price of the dictionary is 7 Svars, and the "Medical Encyclopedia" is 8 Svars. Based on this calculation, Riya still has 5 Svars to cover traveling expenses.

"Just these two copies, let's check out."

"Do you need to pack? The packing fee is 2 Swaar."

2 Swale - money grab! ?

Hearing that the packing fee alone would cost two Swaar, Riya could barely suppress the riot in his eyes. He quickly said no. When giving the money, he split a small eye on his finger and hid it in the gap between his nails. You can't even spot it if you don't look carefully.

And this eye will also witness the completion of this transaction. Even if the other party gives the item and pays for it himself, he still has to collect some faith from the other party.

This is the so-called diligence and frugality, making money when you can.

And I don’t know if the secret keeper’s beliefs are different from others.

"Wow."

As several Shivalls in Riya's hand entered the hands of the bookstore owner, the transaction was completed.

He said goodbye to the store owner in a good mood and said that he would come back if he had the opportunity in the future, and the owner did not stop him from leaving.

Not long after Riya left, the boss picked up the Shivall in his hand and sighed listening to the sound of metal hitting each other.

"We will meet again soon."

As he spoke, he directly opened the lens on the beak mask, poured Shivall in and shook it. The sharp sound of metal being bitten bit by bit by teeth soon echoed in the bookstore.

That kind of decibel is enough to cause a normal person to rupture his eardrums in both ears and cause intracranial hemorrhage, but the boss crushed them like ordinary food and then swallowed them into the narrow and fragile esophagus.

Ten minutes later.

Riya returned to his residence with the books. He ran to the third floor and knocked on Angna's door. The child slowly opened the door and was so surprised to receive the books she wanted.

She held the dictionary and encyclopedia, and rubbed their hard skins carefully with her fingers, as if she had seen some rare treasures.

"Thank you, Mr. Kercha!"

"You really like books."

"I don't like them at all. It's my brother who likes books!"

She insisted that the books were bought for her brother, but in Riya's impression, she had never seen Angna's so-called "brother".

Forget it, maybe her brother lives somewhere else.

Riya no longer cared about these trivial matters that he shouldn't care about. He went downstairs to his room to clean up and planned to feed the little mouse.

But...

When he saw it again, it was dead.

The dirty, skinny gray mouse fell to the ground with its eyes open, its limbs stiff, and only its stomach was swollen, swollen like a water balloon that would burst with a poke.

The bread crumbs that Ria had put before disappeared. It was obvious that it had not eaten for a long time and could not adapt to eating so much at once.

A mouse that had not seen food for a long time would rather die of starvation than continue to eat after a few hours.

Because it did not know when it would start to starve again.

For some reason, Ria felt that this mouse was very sad.