They all call me the Outer God

But these things happened a long time ago. The Order Association used mysterious items to remove the inexplicable curse there and let the residents return to normal.

They even asked the keeper of the secret, and the plague doctors could not detect the symptoms of those people because they were not sick at all.

There were different opinions. Some said it was a curse, and some said it was because of the unfamiliar climate and soil. The younger residents also moved away, but the symptoms of aging still found them unexpectedly.

The mortality rate there was terribly high, but what was even more terrifying was that no one gave birth, and the number of people in that block remained balanced.

Zoramu often had newborns who came from nowhere, and their young "parents" also accepted the children who suddenly appeared, raised them slowly, and continued to repeat the curse that their predecessors had experienced.

"Aging... death."

Riya sat in her seat, turning the pages of the book, supporting her forehead with one hand to read these legends.

"These curses don't seem to spread to tourists. If it's just one block that repeats this, it doesn't sound harmful to the outside world, but the most important point is...biting people."

The living skeletons will lose their minds at a certain stage of dying, chasing and biting others madly, and they will run out of the block and suddenly appear on the street.

It sounds a bit like zombies, but the bitten people will not mutate. Instead, they will be stripped of their skin by those skinny guys. After eating the flesh, the skeletons will live in new skins for a period of time until they die completely.

It seems that in this way, they think they are dying as a "person".

"And these are all things that happened in the past few months." Lia folded the newspaper beside him with a complicated look.

He was thinking about the cause of these things: "Supernatural creatures or mysterious items. Judging from the incident, the probability of mysterious items seems to be greater, but the possibility of both of them appearing cannot be ruled out."

And when it comes to aging, it always reminds him of Ms. Ilinte. It is impossible for doctors to pay attention to a sick person for no reason, and it is better for Ilinte to be sent to the hospital in her physical condition.

"It's quite interesting." Riya closed the book. He was very interested in these stories, but being interested didn't mean he wanted to wade into the muddy water.

Now he still needed to slowly explore the magician's meme. It wouldn't be too late to find fun in places where he was interested when his meme code was higher.

Originally, Riya thought so.

He continued his work until he saw several investigators leave the library. When he looked at Ilinte again, he found that her figure seemed to have lost some weight.

The doctor was still paying attention to her. He laughed happily: "Look, this person is one step closer to death."

"Bad taste." Riya was already off work. He went for a walk outside the library and heard gunshots nearby. The pedestrians around him hurried back to their homes and locked the doors.

Soon, there were only a few people on the street.

The people around Riya were still watching the situation with a smile, in other words, watching the excitement.

Those who could stay were brave. Some people thought that the gunshots from the next street had nothing to do with them.

The next second, several blood holes suddenly appeared on the man's forehead. He looked at Riya, as if he wanted to say something, but the next second his eyes lost their luster and he fell to the ground.

A strong smell of rotting corpses came from the man.

Riya also slowly turned around and saw a man wrapped in armed clothes walking towards this side with a gun. The man was wearing a helmet and a double gear logo was hung on his chest.

He walked to the dead man without even looking at Riya, took out a knife and cut open the human skin on the ground, and took out a wet and brown skin skeleton from it, muttering to himself.

"This is No. 0-324, the 27th zombie has been captured."

His voice sounded like the sound of some kind of machine, no, this person was just like some kind of mechanized product.

But from various aspects, it shows that he is indeed a living person.

He is a living person, but he has no thoughts. It seems that this person has been given instructions by someone and will only complete specific tasks.

For example, to kill the "zombies" hidden in the city.

"Bang——"

The man walked away with the motionless zombie, and before leaving, he deliberately crushed the zombie's head to prevent it from making any more noise.

"The investigators are all crazy... How dare a group of ordinary people get involved in the extraordinary?"

The words James said at that time echoed in Leah's ears again.

He was surprisingly silent at this time.

If he guessed correctly, some of the people in that group used mysterious items to wipe out their reason and thoughts, completely reducing themselves to a "machine" that perfectly performs the task.

In terms of efficiency, these people did a good job, and if the weapon was not aimed at the zombie disguised as a normal person, but Leah, Leah would be seriously injured now.

"Could it be that these people can only perform one mission and cannot overlap with other missions? Or maybe the Order Association dares not to break up with the Secret Keeper and directly ordered the massacre of the disordered."

"It is indeed much more dangerous outside. It seems that we can't let our guard down wherever we go."

"It's just... that was clearly the prey I targeted first."

Riya rubbed his brows. He just deliberately looked for people with strange behavior on the street, thinking whether he could find the old guy who ran out of Zoramu nearby, but he was intercepted halfway.

"Let's borrow this account first, we are not in a hurry to pay it back."

The young man turned around and continued to search for any other extraordinary creatures. Unfortunately, the number of extraordinary creatures here was extremely rare. After the people from the Order Association took away the living corpses, special personnel would soon come to clean up the blood stains on the streets. Clean and tidy.

After doing all this, they will still make the gesture of "praising the sun" in place, which seems to be pitying the dead and purifying the souls of the dead.

"The division of labor in the Order is quite complex. Compared to the Keepers, who are simply doctors and patients, the Order Association should be divided into ordinary investigators, combat departments, and people cleaning the site."

Riya observed the sweeper for a moment and found that its body seemed to be made of straw, but it was dressed in a cleaner's clothes.

"Mysterious object?"

Riya became a little more interested, and it was already getting late. Soon after, many people who had hid in their homes left their homes again to do their own things, and the scarecrow cleaning the streets also left the scene after completing its work.

It ran very fast and made strange movements, which made Ria very funny.

The next time, Riya continued to walk in the nearby streets. He stopped and looked down, and found a very small moth lying on the ground.

The moth was flapping its wings and could no longer fly and was dying. But Riya picked it up not out of pity, but because she noticed a numerical symbol on its wings.

Number 15.