They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 33 Someone should be hung up on a street light

"That's as you wish."

All the eyes on Riya's body were exposed. When the investigators immediately poured the potion on him, little Shivall suddenly rushed out and expanded his body to defend against all damage.

The two-meter long wings instantly made the group of investigators unsteady, and its feathers that had been soaked by the potion shrank and carbonized as if they had been dipped in concentrated sulfuric acid, but they soon grew back.

Its eyes were ferocious, its feathers exploded like blades, and the hard ground was easily cut and crushed like pudding. Seeing this, the investigators stopped being coy and pointed their guns directly at them.

"boom!"

A bullet was fired, and little Shival blocked it with his tough feathers, but it was not the star today. It jumped back and jumped to Riya's side to help him break the chain, and Riya also took advantage of it. Chance took off his scarf.

He exposed the eyes on the back of his neck, then walked backwards toward several investigators.

The mythical creature provided a perfect defense for him, and also served as another pair of eyes for him: "I think there are still some misunderstandings between us, and we can talk about it."

The moment the eyes behind them looked directly at the investigators, no matter what they had thought before, their minds went blank.

At that moment, everything in the world seemed to turn into a black-and-white slow-motion film of spots. Only the golden eye emitted bright colors, its pupils contracted and expanded, watching them quietly.

"Clap."

A drop of liquid fell to the ground. Someone reached out and touched his face, only to see a trace of scarlet.

It was blood. Just a glance at that eye made their facial features bleed directly, and boring and angry murmurs echoed in their ears.

What's even more terrifying is that when someone turns to look at his companion, he suddenly points at the other person's face and becomes silent.

Because the opponent's face was covered with eyes, and the surface of the skin dried quickly and was filled with cracks.

Such a reaction also confirmed Riya's thoughts.

Why did Mrs. Sturt see no movement in her eyes?

First, Ria was not hostile to Mrs. Ste.

Secondly, Mrs. Ste's consciousness has long been closed and she is unable to react to external objects. Under the control of the dream coal lamp, she became numb, and her body consciousness could not see or hear anything.

But the faith that is forced to be collected is different. Even if the other party is a stone, as long as there is life, you have to pay the interest of faith to Riya.

"I thought you knew some things you can see and some things you can't, and the eye on the back of my neck is different from other eyes - it can't be looked directly into."

As he spoke, Riya turned around and walked to the sculptures filled with pupils that were transformed into several investigators. He took out a Swale from his pocket and placed it in the palm of one of the investigators who raised his palm.

"Use this thing in exchange for your life and freedom."

"call……"

A gust of wind blew by, and the stone sculptures and even the mysterious objects in their hands were blown away, turning into gray mist that filled the surrounding area and quickly disappeared. The Shivall that Riya put down was also missing.

The transaction is established.

This surprised Ria.

"Where did they go?"

If he had known that the mysterious items would disappear, he would have just found a way to snatch those items before taking action.

"Maybe it's another unknown space dimension, where there are all kinds of crazy creatures. Haha, if you are lucky, you may have a chance to leave. If not, death is the best way. ending."

James clapped in celebration for Leah.

"Congratulations to you for completing the meme interpretation. You were able to exchange one Swaar for five lives and some mysterious items and it was successful. You are simply more evil than the most evil person."

“Dear patient, as you can see, this is the best medicine [doctors] can offer to the disordered.

Amid Doctor Bird's Beak's praise, Riya suddenly patted Shivall's feathers with emotion. It opened its mouth knowingly and let Riya take out the identity card from its throat. A word slowly appeared on its upper right corner. Dark gilding number "9".

"This is it?" Riya kept looking at it.

"This is the memetic code, you can also call it meme nine. When this number reaches zero, the identity card will disappear and all your wishes will come true."

"Haha, although it may be a bit long-winded to say it again, I still have to say - we still have many opportunities for cooperation in the future.

Congratulations on passing the test of the disordered person and becoming a truly qualified disordered person, officially opening the "door" to the extraordinary world.

【Black Businessman】Your Excellency. "

Ria stood quietly holding the cards, and he acted very calmly, but the more he did this, the more James could feel the emotions he was suppressing.

Half a minute later, Riya regained his composure. He tied the scarf back again and put the identity tag into little Swale's body.

"I need to digest my emotions. Try not to disturb me these days."

"Of course, it's perfectly fine."

Just like that, he left without looking back. Before leaving, he didn't forget to help the sluggish Mrs. Ste and Angena back.

After doing all this, Riya went to a nearby pub and ordered a glass of the worst quality beer. She didn't say anything and just drank glass after glass, but she couldn't get drunk no matter how clear-headed she was.

People already know that he is a polluter, but because they have gathered too much faith before, they now subconsciously love and hate Riya, and Riya doesn't care about this.

After not knowing how many glasses of wine he had consumed, he touched his withered pocket, took out a coin, and turned to look at the waiter at the bar.

"Do you know where there is an underground casino?" "Yes."

The waiter nodded.

So, Riya walked towards the underground casino.

The underground casino ushered in a bloody storm that they had never seen in a century.

……

It was another morning a few days later, and the weather was not sunny. On the contrary, today's haze was extremely obscured, and visibility to the naked eye was extremely low.

In the most ordinary bakery, a silver-haired old man opened the door and took out plate after plate of bread from the oven.

"Angna, come here and help me."

"it is good!"

Another cheerful and lively girl hurried over, put all the black bread into a basket and placed it at the door. There were not many customers coming to buy black bread today. Maybe everyone would prefer to stay at home in this weather.

If it were not for the income, they would not continue to set up a stall today, because today's fog is obviously abnormal. Compared with the usual white fog in the early morning, the gray fog at this time has a bit more pungent smell.

Mrs. Sturt said it was the smoke from the surrounding factories, but Angna did not believe that the small chimney could be so powerful.

"When I learned how to dismantle a factory, I just tore it all down and converted it into a bakery."

"Haha, didn't you say it was my younger brother who was studying?"

Mrs. Sturt went upstairs with a broom to clean.

"Anyway, there's no one else around now, so it doesn't matter."

Angna grumbled and continued to arrange the black bread neatly. She couldn't help but yawn as she got up too early.

Strangely enough, the second floor of this house had been tidied up for no apparent reason. It was obviously so messy before, so who could have tidied it up secretly?

Moreover, she had many more books in her own room.

"I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm so sleepy."

She rubbed her eyes and prepared to lie down on the table and squint for a while.

However, at this moment, she suddenly stood up.

She saw a flash of orange-gold light appearing in the distance, getting closer and closer. When the fire was completely displayed in front of her eyes, Angna stared blankly with her eyes wide open.

The light came from the kerosene lamp, and that wasn't what surprised her the most. The most shocking thing was the person holding the kerosene lamp.

The young man was dressed in pure black and well-dressed, from shirt, waistcoat, jacket and even bow tie. He was wearing a round-brimmed top hat, a tall nose, deep eye contours on both sides, and a pair of light gray-blue eyes. His eyes were as quiet as a pool of water, bottomless.

A monocle was placed on the young man's left eye, adding a bit of erudition and elegance to him. In addition to the coal lamp, his other hand held a long cane with a silver handle and an eagle's beak.

This is the most typical dress of a gentleman and aristocrat, which can only be seen in big cities in books. At least it should never appear in such a remote and desolate small place.

The young gentleman smiled gently as if he didn't realize anything, and picked out the brown bread: "Good morning, beautiful lady, the brown bread looks delicious. Can this whole plate be packed?"

"Ah...ah!?" Angna was dumbfounded for a moment, but she reacted quickly and immediately took out the paper bag and filled it up for him for fear that the money tree in front of her would run away.

After finishing, Angna folded her hands politely and bowed to the young man: "Thank you for your patronage, sir! You are such a good person."

"Good guy?"

Ria shook her head.

He put the coal lamp on the table, took out a bag of money from his arms and handed it over, but Angena always felt that something was wrong in his hand. When she opened it, there was actually a thick blank page inside.

And those notebooks are filled with mathematical formulas and analysis of answers.

Angna was stunned. She was scared and confused: "What is this? Did you leave something in it?"

"No, that's a gift for you."

Riya stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch her head, but took it back in the middle and smiled bitterly: "Knowledge should not be divided into people. Everyone has the right to gain wisdom. You don't have to be afraid of me, because we will be great in the future." Chances are we won’t see each other again.”

After saying that, he lifted the lamp, leaned on his cane and hummed a weird tune, turned around and left, but was stopped at this moment.

"Wait, sir, have we met before somewhere?"

"No, never."

Riya continued walking towards the depths of the gray mist without looking back, her voice still echoing in the air.

"I am a businessman with the most evil heart. If you study hard, you will find that such people are not trustworthy. Sooner or later, they will be punished and hung on a street lamp."

"Then you haven't told me your name yet!"

"Riya Kercha."

After saying that, his figure faded further and further until he completely merged into the thick gray fog.

(End of this chapter)