They all call me an Outer God.

Some supernatural creatures are neutral towards humans. They behave strangely but will not harm human lives.

But the townspeople are still very cautious. Some people cautiously approached the guards and asked, "How do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Not feeling well? I'm fine now!" The guard looked radiant, like a withered plant that suddenly came alive, and even his speech became much more fluent.

"What about the mayor? Have you made contact with people outside the town?"

Now this issue has become the most concerned issue for everyone, and they are eager to get an answer from the guards.

However, the answer was bound to disappoint them.

They saw the guard's eyes darken and he slowly put his hands to cover his head, as if he didn't want to recall a nightmare but had to.

"The mayor...is dead...ahhh so many sheep - eaten by sheep."

"What did you say? I don't quite understand."

"I said, he was eaten by the sheep that blocked the road! We can't get out at all. Anyone who wants to leave Kadanang will encounter those sheep and be eaten by them. Now, our town has become a place where you can only enter but not leave!!!"

"We're done!"

the guard yelled.

"The sheep tore up the mayor. There were many black sheep, and some sheep stood up. The sheep could talk. There were golden eye fragments everywhere, on the sheep's teeth, wool, and even on the sheep's horns... The goats said that we are forbidden to leave here, not even a bird, and they will eat everything that wants to leave here."

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

His expression twisted and in agony, Bly stared at the guard, wondering whether he should introduce his psychiatrist to him.

"I say..." Bligh wanted to say something, but the guard suddenly stood up and said, "But we don't have to be afraid at all. This well can definitely help us get through the crisis. We just need to answer its questions, and it can meet all our needs!"

This is ridiculous.

It was that well that had caused all this crisis, but now people had to rely on it.

What’s even more frightening is that some people are really shaken and eager to try, and even their eyes look strange.

"You can't..."

Bly tried to stop it, but was overruled: "Do you want us all to die of thirst?"

"We've been thirsty all day, and we can't go out. The mayor is dead!"

This sentence seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Yes, the mayor was dead. Although that man was not worthy of the position, he was the mayor after all and the hope of the entire town.

Now they were hopeless, their throats were smoking, their lips were dry, and the whites of their eyes were bloodshot.

In the face of survival, everything is nothing. Even if Bligh said he could deal with the sheep, no one was willing to wait.

They fell into despair and began to pray to their only hope.

"We are willing to trade with you."

Bligh watched all this and became annoyed. He wanted to prove that the well had no good intentions at all, but it was useless to prove it now.

Everyone understands the truth, and everyone knows that the well is not a good thing, but it has achieved the goal of making people hostile to it while forcing them to ask for help from it and bow to it.

The guard stood aside and patted Bly on the shoulder: "After all, you are an outsider in our eyes."

"Fuck you (Endles swear word)!" Bly slapped his hand away, and suddenly, he thought of something.

"After you answered that question, did you feel anything wrong with your body, such as a headache or nausea, or something on your skin that felt like it was about to break out?"

“Why do I have all these messed up symptoms?”

"You really don't feel anything unusual?"

Bly narrowed his eyes in doubt and tapped the cane in his hand subconsciously. He didn't know why he carried a cane with him. When he saw it in the corner, he naturally took it in his hand.

"Then let me ask you again, what creature has four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs at night?" "Have you started to forget at a young age? Of course it is-"

"Yes……"

What is it?

The guard felt a sense of infarction, as if he had suddenly lost that part of his memory and could not remember anything.

Now, Bly understood the seriousness of the problem: "The answer is people."

"What did you say?"

"people."

"What? I can't hear you. What bird language are you talking about?"

"..."

Bly: “Nothing.”

The price of trading with that well is knowledge.

After asking a question, it will always take the answer to that question. This may seem like a small thing, but there are so many people in the town that they need to exchange questions with it even to get a bowl of water. What's more, the town of Kadanang is closed off. Over time, everyone in the town will become fools.

And all this cannot be stopped, no one can stop it.

……

[Pollution applied to the town, result: great success]

[Prevent people from praying to and trading with pollution sources. Result: Failure]

[Complete the first transaction, acquire knowledge, and determine the result: success]

[Prevent people from praying to and trading with pollution sources. Result: Failure]

【…】

"jingle!"

The sound of the metal dice rolling was particularly pleasant, but Riya had no intention of appreciating it at this moment.

Evander leaned back slightly in his chair, letting himself rest against the backrest. "It seems that you are not very lucky, my student."

"In fact, you can admit defeat right now. Under such a disadvantageous situation, I can't imagine how you can win. You tried to restore Bly's ability before, but you were directly judged as a [Big Failure] by Supernormal."

"I'll tell you the truth, kid."

Evander raised his eyes to look at Leah who was tense all over. "You are not suitable for playing games with your luck. Lucky people must be the meme that has nothing to do with you."

"I have disrupted all your arrangements and plans. If you continue, your fate will be the same as the people in the model of this town on the table, not to mention the delusion of taking the opportunity to interpret a new meme. Even so, do you still want to continue?"

"continue?"

After a moment of silence, Liya pinched the edge of her drooping glasses, and a flash of white light passed through the lens: "Why not continue? Your chances of winning are already as high as 90%, and you will get what you want soon. It is my great honor to have the opportunity to compete with you."

"I admit that I have no chance of winning against you, but even so, I still have a question - are you nervous?"

"Evander: "..."

"Are you still worried about my trump card, or the possibility of a comeback?"

"Hehehe..." Ria laughed a few times, lowered her eyes to look at the number on the dice, and continued walking according to the numbers.

(End of this chapter)