They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 138 Letter from the Witch

"Can't you say something nice!?"

"Then what can I do? Patients are not easy to kill, and you ask me to hunt for meme cards. This is a very serious project for me.

In this way, how about I vote for the opposite team to win when you are playing, and the money I receive goes to you?Now go practice. I feel like you have lost a little weight recently. "

"It's unreasonable." James took a few steps forward, and it turned into mist and dissipated. The crow feather in his hand slowly fell down, and Riya also reached out to pick it up and looked at it carefully.

Although the crow's feathers are pitch black, if you look closely, they are very shiny and textured.

But little Shival soon became unhappy. It stretched out the tip of its wing from the side of Liya's neck to compare it with the feather. It felt that the feathers of other birds were like heaven and earth compared to its own.

Of course, it's the one in heaven.

"I know you are the most powerful." Ria gave the crow feather to it for safekeeping, and it was swallowed intact by the tentacles twisting like worms.

It is not easy for young people to find rebellious patients now. The key is that Riya has only arrived here not long ago and is confused about everything.

Fortunately, there was still Guangyao Rising Sun for help at this time. Ria, who had just come out of the hotel, decided to go back to the hotel. The orderly people in the church were searching, and he needed to wait for them to relax their guard before considering collecting more information.

As soon as she returned to her room, Riya found a package on the ground with a note on it.

"Who sent this?"

He couldn't help but be wary, but he quickly calmed down and picked up the note with his tentacles and put it in front of his eyes. The content of the note was as follows——

"Dear little Lia:
I didn’t know if you would ever come back to the library, so I simply packed up some things that you might need at this stage and sent them there. Among them were a few knives and a deck of cards that you left behind, and the rest was made by myself. of medicine.

These medicines include medicines to treat some basic toxins, as well as real poisons. You must be careful when using them. Now my eyes are starting to see clearly again. I still want to tell you before I can't see completely. I will keep my room for you. You can come back and read some books when you have time.

And, and... (Old Cabellan expletive)!I forgot what to say again. I gave it to Bruna. Bruna should find your primary doctor and forward it to you.

If you also have something you want to give to other friends, you can entrust it to the doctors. They are very fast, but sometimes they don’t see it often.

That's it, praising trade. "

The signature at the end: a letter with trembling hands from an old woman - Elaine Hodder.

"This is really unexpected." After reading the letter, Riya folded the letter neatly and looked at the contents of the package.

There are knives, a deck of cards, and of course more than a dozen bottles of transparent potions in glass test tubes. Each test tube is marked with the name of the potion and its simple function.

Those test tubes were carefully sealed to avoid breakage.

There is no doubt about the witch's medicinal talent, and Ria has no doubt about the effects marked on these "magic potions."

He put away all the things and wrote another letter to express his gratitude, attaching the remains of the extraordinary creatures that had not yet been sacrificed. These things should be useful to Eileen.

After doing this, Ria put the prepared things on the table, planning to wait for James to show up before letting him deliver the things.

“If the patient was instigating chaos to act out a meme, he would not have set his sights only on the church.

If it were me, I would not only provoke the church, but also cause greater commotion in residential areas. The more people pay attention to it, the better. Then I would jump out and prove that I had done all these things myself. "

Riya walked to the wooden chair with a backrest and sat down, put his hat on the table, took off the gun from his waist, disassembled the tentacles into several sections and stuffed them into the magazine. "Click", the bullet is loaded.

Those tentacles can imitate the texture and hardness of most materials, not to mention bullets, and the tentacles themselves are naturally polluting. Once hit, the consequences will be very serious even if they do not die.

"Should I wait until the guy is at his most arrogant and kill him?"

The young man stood up and stood in front of the window, taking in a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery.

Buildings were neatly arranged in all directions, and well-dressed people were coming and going, as if nothing special was going on.

"Batantusa Coin, tell me, is the main culprit meme a crow?"

Riya took out the mysterious object and threw it upwards. The moment it fell, she caught it with the back of her hand and slowly removed her covered right hand.

The coin shows heads.

The answer is "yes".

well.

Riya put away the coins, took off her gloves and looked at her left hand. There was an "eyeball hole" like a microscopic mine hole in the tiger's mouth of her left hand. The tiny eyes inside looked at Riya, and the black tentacles submerged them. The wound is sutured.

"If my hand is injured, I may not be able to hold a gun for a while. Fortunately, I am right-handed."

He pressed the wound: "James has said before that you should not let others know the main meme easily. It seems that the weakness of the main meme is the key.

It's like I need to trade, and it's very difficult for someone to stop me from trading or ask me to do a losing business, and the other party is a crow, and the crow needs to rely on collecting hatred to perform its interpretation.

Based on this judgment, all I need to do is make others not hate the patient?It sounds more realistic than shooting him. "

Ria thought for a long time.

"I can make deals with others and make them believe in me, and then ignore that person's deeds. I can also directly find the crow and make the crow believe in trade. Anyway, it's just a matter of looking at his eyes."

"But I always feel that this matter is not that simple. James won't secretly retaliate against me..."

After much deliberation, he decided not to react for the time being, and just pretended that he had never heard of this incident before and stood in front of the window to watch the scenery.

Many orderly people were patrolling downstairs. They posted wanted notices on the wall and left after posting them.

"Guwuhu——"

Taking advantage of the darkness, someone opened the glass window from the inside. Little Swale flew outside like a real night owl, got close to the wanted poster, tore it off with one claw and flew back to the house to hand it over to Riya.

Riya carefully studied the face of the man in the portrait of the wanted poster.

This is a man about 30 years old, with a mustache, pale paint on his face, and a bright red nose and lips.

Seeing this image, Riya's first reaction was "clown". Not only the face, but also the person's clothes were "glossy", and all the colors were highly saturated.

"The painter within the order has two brushes, and the painting is so lifelike, as if the clown will jump out of the painting in the next second."

(End of this chapter)