They all call me the Outer God

“That is not something that you and I can know now.

"I guess so."

Ria changed the topic and focused on the moth: "So do the numbers on this moth grow naturally?"

"Of course not, dear black merchant."

Bruna put down the moth and put his fingers next to the candle. The firelight illuminated the reflective scales, giving them a faint blue color.

"Obviously it's an artificial artifact, we've captured them outside before and they died very quickly after leaving their mother's body."

"A moth goes through four stages in its life: egg, larvae, pupa and adult. The characters on its wings obviously do not grow naturally, but they are not artificially written either.

It has been affected by something since its larval stage, and numerical symbols appear on its body, and the symbols will become patterns on its wings as it emerges from the pupa. "

Riya's eyes became more and more cautious: "Is this bug an experimental animal?"

"Yes." The doctor gave the accurate answer.

But then, he was puzzled: "We couldn't find a living moth at all. How did you catch it?"

"I met it on the road."

"Oh..." The doctor changed his sitting posture, and everyone could see that his attitude became serious, "That is really an incredible discovery."

"Perhaps you could try watching it, or doing business with it the way a black merchant would."

"I tried it, but it didn't work. Apart from the patterns on its wings, it behaves the same as an ordinary moth."

"Then there's nothing I can do. If you want to know more, maybe you can try going to Zoramu Block to investigate. Once some extraordinary things leave their native place, they will become extremely weak or even lose their extraordinary abilities directly. What's more, Otherwise, they will simply disappear.”

Riya thought of the otherworldly creatures clinging to the roof of the Sydney.

He had finished asking what he wanted to ask and no longer communicated with the doctor. After a brief farewell, he put down five Shivalls: "Your reward."

"Don't scare me, I don't dare accept your bribe."

Bruna quickly sent the money back as if to avoid disaster and continued to read his book, while Riya stopped wasting time on this matter and returned to her room with the moth.

He turned on the light and stared at the moth for a long time. The moth remained half-dead.

"Perhaps, as the doctor said, you need to arrive at the place of birth to manifest extraordinary characteristics?"

Ria brought it to the back of her neck, preparing to use the eye at the back to contaminate it before it was completely dead.

The golden eye stared at the moth quietly, exuding an indescribable golden color, and tiny golden eyeballs slowly grew on the surface of the moth.

Everything went smoothly.

When Riya put the moth in her hand again, it had become motionless like a specimen, except that the "15" on the wings was completely dyed gold, which seemed like nothing at first glance.

But if you look closely, all the golden eyeballs on its wings are concentrated on the number "15", where they are all ant-sized eyeballs.

"It's so weird."

Riya put the moth specimen on the table, and little Swale got out from his neck and looked at the moth for a while, then swallowed it in one gulp.

"Gu."

Not tasty, tastes like bugs.

It licked the corner of its mouth with its long and thin translucent throat and watched Riya take off her hat to give it a new magic trick she learned from the book.

"Look carefully and don't blink."

Riya asked little Shival to sit down, and then dug into the black top hat. Suddenly, little Shival's vision turned dark, and then restored his vision. It had already seen the place where he had been before.

Ria grabbed it out of the hat -

"Ouch!" Little Shival thought this was so amazing, and quickly patted his short paws hard.

Then, Riya stuffed it back into the hat, and little Shival returned to its original place. It watched the host take out another fat rabbit from the hat.

The rabbit jumped out of the hat and jumped to the side of the mythical creature, sniffing around little Sval curiously.

Little Shival opened his mouth in a very friendly manner and swallowed the rabbit completely into his throat.

When Riya reacted, there were only a few rabbit hairs that the mythical creature had hiccupped.

Riya: "...You ate our only rabbit."

"Gu!?" Little Swale tilted his head, as if pretending not to understand the host's words.

"never mind."

Riya sighed: "I'll buy one next time."

"Goo!"

After hearing this, little Swale happily rolled on the bed, ran to the pillow and stepped on it, and the blood of the rabbit just now slowly oozed from his mouth.

It uses the blood to wash its face like a feline, and Riya turns her attention aside to continue the interpretation of the new meme. Anyway, little Sval will eventually clean the bed by himself, as long as he doesn't poke himself in the eye with his tentacles. All good.

"Nowadays, simple interpretation cannot obtain extraordinary recognition. The more difficult the interpretation is, the higher the probability of being recognized... Do I have to take the risk to perform magic?"

Riya began to think about matters related to the performance. Suddenly she felt a fishy taste in her mouth, and her body felt nauseated for the first time in a long time. She quickly walked into the mirror in the bathroom, opened her mouth and pulled away the corners of her mouth.

He found that his mouth was covered with wriggling black tentacles.

Those tentacles extended from his stomach to his mouth, with scarlet blood stains on them, and the fishy smell rushed directly into Ria's nasal cavity.

These seemed to be the masterpieces of the mythical creature who wanted his parents to taste the taste of rabbit blood.

Ria felt quite helpless. He went outside and put the mythical creature on the ground and crushed its back spine with one foot, so that it would not have the strength to bother him.

The mythical creature had enough time to repair its spine and internal organs for Ria to read a book for a while.

"Gu-gu-gu-gu-"

Little Shival felt that Ria was playing with him, and laughed happily with a sound that was definitely not good to outsiders.

Its mouth corners extended to the back of its head, and it crawled on the ground like a mollusk with its stretched tentacles, making a harsh sound of bubbling water.

It entertained itself for a long time before it calmed down and crawled into the host's hat on the table and fell asleep.

Sometimes, the pollution of the mind does not necessarily come from the initiative of the extraordinary. Just the interaction between the mythical creature and him is enough to make Lia feel uneasy for a long time.

But the mythical creature is not aware of these things. It only plays with people according to its own thoughts. Every time it drills out of the host's flesh and blood, Lia can clearly feel the pain of the flesh and blood being torn and pulled.

But the funny thing is that he is used to it now.

He is actually used to it.