They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 170 Ineffective Prayer
There is a saying that it is more difficult to accept seeing others happy than mediocrity, and it is more disgusting to see others making money than myself losing money.

"I'm nowhere near as good as them when it comes to being black-hearted."

Faced with the situation in front of her, Riya chose to hold on to her cane, push the door in, beat up the two dishonest people, and took away all the money. Before leaving, they expressed their gratitude to Riya and shouted some praises. Faceless and trade.

Riya's expression remained unchanged: "There is no need to shout Faceless, remember, you only need to praise trade."

He was worried that the name was deceptive and planned to find ways to use it when he became stronger. It was not his fault for worrying, but it was the actions of those in White Mask that would have a psychological impact on anyone.

"In praise of trade——"

After the two people watched Riya go out, they continued to fight together with bruises and swollen wounds.

But Riya was in a good mood and kept the money. Rather than benefiting others, it would be better to benefit himself.

This is the deductive criterion of black businessmen.

By the time Riya returned to the hall, the group of people had almost dispersed, with a few people left praying. This group of people naturally included Evander.

Seeing him coming out, the man immediately turned his wheelchair and said, "Where did you run just now? You didn't even take the food the pastor gave you, but luckily I got one for you. You don't have to thank me."

Evander placed a red apple in his hand. He handed the apple to Riya, who stretched out her hand expressionlessly - facing the pillar not far away: "Thank you."

Evander immediately hammered his head: "Looking at my memory, I forgot that you can't see."

He knocked on the wheelchair, and Riya walked towards him as if she had discovered where he was, and then reached out to take the apple.

"Let me do a magic trick for you." The young man said, taking off his top hat and throwing the apple in. The apple disappeared instantly.

Immediately, Evander was shocked and applauded. He felt that Riya was really an interesting person. His only regret was that he was blind.

"May the sun protect you and get well soon."

“And may He protect us all.”

Riya made a sun symbol on his heart. He wanted to find a sacrifice to the Rising Sun to test whether it could restore his eyesight. So he left the place after saying a simple goodbye to Evander and chose to find a secluded and quiet place in the church. An undisturbed corner.

The church is a special place for the gods, where communicating with them is easier.

When Riya turned to leave, Evander watched his back until the young man's back was completely obscured by the wall at the corner.

Immediately, Evander lowered his head and rubbed the ring on his hand thoughtfully.

……

"Cough cough,
The newly appeared star in the land of life and death, the center of all things’ pursuit.

With the flame cutting across day and night, I am waiting everywhere without limit.

Sing praises to the rising sun, offer gifts to the rising sun, become the rising sun...

Your humble Lamb prays to You to restore his vision to see Your radiant true face. "

In an empty room, Riya prayed devoutly to the portrait of the rising sun on the wall. In front of him was the mythical creature Feather that exuded an ominous aura. According to the usual sacrifice results, the sun never let him down.

But this time, He didn't respond.

Riya tried again with some disbelief, and found that Xuri still had no response.

"Something went wrong?" He thought for a while, then changed the content of his prayer and asked about a suitable place for the performance next time.

This time Xuri responded quickly, which undoubtedly surprised Riya even more.

He had a weird conjecture in his mind.

Could it be that Rising Sun was concerned about the eyes on the back of his neck, so she ignored his request.

But this makes no sense. How could the mighty Yang care about one eye?

A more reasonable explanation may be that the previous transaction has been approved by extraordinary rules and cannot be changed so easily.

"What the hell."

Ria cursed secretly in her heart, stood up, took away the unused feathers, and stuffed them into little Svar's body from the tentacles.

When he turned around, the eye on the back of his neck once again stared at the image of the sun through a layer of collar fabric. Its pupils shrank to a pinpoint shape, and no one knew what it was thinking at this time.

After all, it's just an eye.

Riya left the church feeling disappointed after seeking help to no avail.

It is true that James is right, a blind man cannot be a good hunter, and over-reliance on the other eyes on the body is likely to make the pollution disease more and more serious.

"This is also a predictable result, but if they are there, they cannot be left alone."

Standing at the door of Rising Sun Church, Riya leaned on her cane.

In front of him was a spacious bustling street, with steam cars coming and going, well-dressed ladies and gentlemen sitting outside roadside coffee shops, white round tables decorated with beautiful parasols, and exquisite vases under the umbrellas.

There were fresh flowers placed in those vases, and girls in dresses would pass by playfully from time to time, and their eyes would be attracted to them.

Sometimes, Riya could still see a tall horse wearing a silver saddle, with an expensive carriage behind it. The driver had a long ostrich feather hat on his head, a bright red dress and white trousers, and he arrogantly looked down on everyone on the roadside.

This is South Adelin, a fairly developed city. Here you can see how much convenience the development of industrialization has brought to people's lives.

A roadside vendor is selling a mechanical box. When you turn its button, the box will automatically open to reveal the rotating doll inside.

The puppet stood on tiptoes and pointed toward the sky, as if dancing an extremely elegant dance. As the puppet rotated, sweet music began to play from the bottom of the box.

This thing is loved by many young girls. They will gather around the box, take part of their pocket money to buy it, and then invite their companions to watch it together.

For them, this thing is not expensive. They can play with it just like a casual snack. If they don’t want to play with it, they can just find a trash can and throw it away.

The consumption of these residents can be called luxurious, and Riya also picked up a lot of things in the trash can that can be recycled for the second time. Saving these things is a considerable expense.

However, when he picked up the third trash can, a voice came to his ears.

"Stop picking up trash! Are you already living such a miserable life?"

Riya turned around and found that the person coming was Evander.

He was still sitting in the wheelchair, feeling sorry for Ria's situation. It seemed that he happened to be passing by and saw his new friend picking up garbage. He couldn't bear it, so he returned the money he borrowed from Ria, plus a few more. A piece of paper.

"Take it and buy some food...it's so pathetic."

(End of this chapter)