They all call me an Outer God.

"Ow!"

It made a deliberate sound after plucking the feather, then handed it to Riya.

Riya was a little surprised. Shival had always been resistant to plucking its feathers, but she didn't expect it to be so self-conscious this time.

"Good boy."

Ria rubbed its head, and little Swar leaned against his palm, rubbing against it contentedly like a cat, and all the feathers on its body became unusually fluffy and soft.

Although plucking hair will hurt, but if one hair can bring Ria a smile, it is totally worth it!
It couldn't help but think so, then tilted its head and stared at the Xiagai worm in Liya's hand, and couldn't help feeling a little hostile towards it.

Of course, this hostility did not come from the fact that it was jealous of this thing. Little Shival was hostile to all summerworms indiscriminately. It didn't know why, but when it first saw this kind of creature, it had an instinctive aversion to it. This feeling was even worse than when it first saw Hephisgetu.

In fact, the Xiagai insect race is inherently prone to hostility, and anyone who can get along well with them is undoubtedly an outlier.

Now that the two worst guys, Hephisgetu and Xiagai, had met each other, the impact on it would undoubtedly increase exponentially. If Riya had not been here, it had no doubt that it would not be able to resist attacking both the man and the insect.

But for Leah's sake, it could pretend not to see it.

It can't see anything, nothing.

Schwar closed his eyes, and now he really became a completely black ball of badminton.

Riya could understand its emotions. After all, even when she was holding the Xiagai worm, she couldn't help but feel violent in her heart, especially when she saw the amplitude of Xia En's abdomen bulging more and more, and more and more new worms were born and climbed up his arms along his hands.

Once violent thoughts came out, they would never stop, but Riya was always able to calm his emotions, and it was difficult for others to guess what he was thinking through his facial expressions.

In order to get used to this kind of thinking and even cover it up, Riya had to constantly hypnotize herself that the summer worm in her hand was a pile of gold. Now, the hypnosis was very successful.

When he looked at the summer insect again, he felt that it had become quite pretty.

Seeing that Serge was still looking at her with hope, Leah thought for a moment and said, "There is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Serge made a prompt decision: "Bad news."

"The so-called bad news is that the contamination from the angels was very successful. Shane has now completely turned into a female insect. Judging from its reproduction speed, if it is not suppressed, it will produce a swarm of insects that is enough to devour the surrounding towns within three days."

"You have to know that there are laws of conservation in the universe. Even my authority, which seems to have an advantage during a transaction, is actually using my own humanity as a bargaining chip."

Hearing Leah say this, Serge probably already thought of what he was going to say.

"I currently have no way to clean up the pollution from the angels, but I can transfer it to other organisms. The good news after the bad news is that you can choose this organism."

Riya's meaning was already very clear. He was not interested in Hephaestugetu's so-called offering of everything. On the contrary, he was now interested in teasing Hephaestugetu.

"What do you want to see, Serge? Millions of people who just reproduce, or a sea full of fish, or -"

When Serge heard this, his eyes turned cold. He suddenly smiled and said, "I have a good idea." "I want to transfer this pollution to the rest of my kind."

Liya was stunned for a moment, then finally couldn't help laughing: "We seem to have the same idea."

“Although the Hephisgetus all over the world sound very disgusting, they themselves are the ones who hate their own kind the most.

If we can really achieve mass production of clones, then we won't have to worry about insufficient numbers when summoning a certain avatar. This is a very interesting idea!"

Right now is a time when there is a shortage of manpower, so Riya didn’t think there was anything wrong with her current thinking. Who wouldn’t like easy-to-use cheap labor?
The world is already chaotic enough, so why can't it be more chaotic.

He and Serge hit it off immediately. He slowly stretched out his hand into the air, and a golden scale suddenly appeared out of thin air. Then Riya used Sval's black feather as a weight and placed the Xiagai worm on the other end.

[Using the black feather of the mythical creature as a medium, the pollution of abundance is transferred to a clone of the creeping chaos.]

[In the name of trade, the deal is done]

Next, a bunch of implicit rules were recited automatically. Riya simply waved her hand to disperse them. These things were automatically read out by the extraordinary, which was equivalent to someone whispering divine words in your ear.

But it was a waste of time to listen to all of this, so Riya chose to skip it most of the time.

It was at this moment that the transaction took effect. The pile of worms around Shane automatically turned into gray-black powder and disappeared. It turned its tentacles in surprise, looked at Ria and then at Serge. When it wanted to take another look at Ria, Swar rolled it away with one tentacle.

Shane was not angry at all. He moved his limbs excitedly and crawled around. After landing, he jumped to the side quickly, but soon, a tentacle captured him again and put him in Serge's hand.

"Honestly, you should thank him. He cares about you more than anyone else."

"Care about me?" Shane's tentacles gradually stopped moving, as if he had thought of something that made the insect unhappy. "Yeah, if they wiped out the tribe, I would be left with a fate worse than death... None of these Chaos clones are good."

It's not a good thing either.

Shane's mood was obviously abnormal, but what he didn't know was that Serge had never participated in Shagai's genocide. He tried his best to save Shane from a group of Hephisgetus, but he failed to save his mother.

These Serges did not intend to tell Shane that the truth often meant misfortune and reality was too cruel for them. Just like the Creator who would never favor his believers, fate had never favored them either.

"Even if you think I'm not a good person, do you think you can leave? A pet should have the consciousness of a pet. Who would care about the emotions of a pet?"

As he spoke, Serge grabbed the Shaggai insect that was waving its limbs and tentacles and greeted Ria, who acquiesced to their departure.

When their figures completely disappeared in the thick fog, Riya looked at the hand that had just touched the summer worm. The skin under the leather glove had grown countless fleshy whiskers, and those eyes were sandwiched in the gaps between the fleshy whiskers, staring at Riya without blinking.

"What's wrong, why are you looking at me like this?"

(End of this chapter)