They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 6 Brown Bread

"It's just gold coins... Haha, I've only been lucky enough to see them a few times in my life during real estate transactions."

It turned out to be the case.

Ria secretly remembered it, and then looked at the goods placed on the table in front of her. These breads were all brown bread made from rye. They tasted hard and sour, and were not delicious at all.

As for white bread, Ria guessed that it was a food that only the upper class could enjoy. It was better not to think too much about it for the time being. She was quite lucky to have something to eat now.

There are indeed vegetables, cream, butter and sausages in Mrs. Ste's bakery. Riya can only guarantee that the vegetables are definitely vegetables. As for what the butter, butter and sausages are made of, he can't say.

He had already observed the oven not long ago. It was just a wood-burning stone stove, with no sign of mechanization at all. Now Mrs. Sturt had just thrown in new wood, and the smell of the ignited wood was a bit pungent.

But in fact, after staying there for a long time, it smells okay. This is probably due to the terrible "habit".

In such an environment, plate after plate of fresh hot bread comes out of the oven, and Riya's job is to sell them. This is not difficult at all. Bread is in short supply in a place like this, even when it is not on the plate. , there was already a queue of people in front of the door.

Riya was worried about being recognized by the person who buried her, so she asked Mrs. Stern for a mask. In the end, she just gave Riya a piece of linen cloth to cover half of her face to prevent him from being unable to bear the smell of smoke.

In fact, what Ria can't stand is people who want to harm her.

"It's useless for me to worry about this. Maybe the person responsible for burying me has been isolated as a close contact patient."

He made a bad guess, then packed the bread and handed it to the guests, but he still had to know the truth.

Normal contact will not cause infection, only seeing the eyes on the back of his neck will.

The two monsters last night were the best proof. As long as they had eyes all over their bodies, Ria could tell that they had been successfully infected.

And Mrs. Sturt said she didn't see anything, so she shouldn't be a specific target.

Maybe ordinary people can't see themselves for what they really are.

Only those "monsters" are the targets of infection.

Riya continued to hand out the brown bread, constantly making theoretical inferences in his heart. He would rather doubt others than doubt himself. This may be a bad habit, but to a certain extent it can save his own life.

Thinking of this, he began to think about whether those eyes could appear on his body automatically. It would be too uneconomical if he had to scratch himself every time. He needed eyes that could be opened and closed freely at will.

Not sure if she heard his thoughts, Ria moved her fingers, and a small slit appeared on the top. It was the place that had been injured and then healed, and now it had eyes again.

Doesn't this mean that his injury has never healed at all?What a damn disease this is.

Ria was quite depressed. The eyes on the fingers blinked a few times and stared at him. After looking at him for a long time, they became inexplicably...lively.

"Fuck your liveliness!"

He quickly kicked this weird thought out of his mind, his hands were shaking, and at the same time, Riya could also hear the rapid beating of his heart.

Boom!dong dong!

Like a drumbeat, it gave Riya the revelation that she must not stare at those eyes for a long time. Maybe if she looked at them for a long time, her brain would be affected by them and she would never be able to do anything to harm them again.

But, since Riya doesn't want these eyes to affect herself, she can influence others.

When he collects enough faith or money, it would be a good idea for him to leave here and find a safer place to live, or to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

"Sir, I need ten freshly baked brown breads. Please put them in five paper bags for me."

"Okay, it's twenty Swaar in total." He handed over the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. During this period, the eyes on Riya's fingers moved and looked at the freckle-faced girl who was buying the bread. The girl was confused for a moment.

She always felt like she had just seen an eye appear on the hand of the person in front of her, but when she looked again, it was gone. When she thought about it again, she couldn't recall what she just saw.

How many normal people have eyes on their hands?

She took the bread and paid Swaar. Riya took the heavy money made of unknown metal and acquiesced that the transaction was established.

So the girl instantly forgot that she had seen the so-called strange things, and her favorable impression of this bakery improved a lot.

"May the sun bless you. As long as you are still here, sir, I will come here to buy bread every day!"

After saying that, she held the bread and left, while Riya silently recorded in her heart - as long as I give the item, regardless of whether the other party gives a normal reward, faith can be accepted.

This is quite an interesting discovery.

Moreover, this is the first faith from human beings. It is many times more powerful than cockroaches and mice. Although it is weaker than those monsters, it doesn't matter at all.

People are much easier to find than monsters.

In the following time, bags of freshly baked black bread were sold by Riya. He also cut his losses in time and closed the eyes on his fingers.

Faith would feel full if she ate too much. Not long after, he already felt nauseated and nauseated, and his eyes on the back of his neck also had a burning sensation. He didn't know what would happen if he continued to eat.

At this time, the hour for selling breakfast had passed. Mrs. Sturt asked Riya to help her clear the dishes. By the way, she gave half of the leftover bread to him and planned to give the other half to other tenants.

As soon as Riya heard about the opportunity to contact another tenant, she recommended herself to Mrs. Ste.

"Can I go and deliver it?"

"This is the first time you've been so positive, Kercha."

Mrs. Sturt looked at him, feeling quite pleased.

Sure enough, being bored in the house all day will cause mental illness. Look, just now he was let out for some air. Kercha, who was once gloomy, has become a lot more cheerful.

So she gave all the bread to Riya and told him to get along well with the other tenant. Riya nodded quickly and said that it was right to leave all this to her.

"By the way, I still don't know what to call that tenant."

"How come you forgot her name again... Her name is Angna. Be polite when you see that child, and come out as soon as you finish delivering the things."

"it is good."

Riya nodded while hugging the bread paper bag.

Angna, judging by her name, she should be a woman, so she shouldn’t be that difficult to get along with.

He thought so, but as soon as he walked to the third floor and knocked on the door, the door opened by itself.

The so-called Miss Angana looked at him with a hairy head that looked completely unkempt. Through the crack in the door, Ria noticed that the room was filled with books, but it was unusually dark inside.

"Are you... my tenant downstairs?"

"Yes." Ria didn't deny it. Maybe they had met her when she first moved here, so there was no need to pretend they didn't know each other.

(End of this chapter)