They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 75 Praise - Lord of Trade

Little Swale squirmed and "emerged" from his neck, stretching out his tentacles to help Leah close the curtains.

"Hey-"

The room became completely dark.

……

Time seemed to have stagnated, and there were sounds in the ears that were sticky and indistinct.

"do not……"

"Don't sleep..."

"..."

"Stop sleeping, look what time it is!"

In confusion, a hasty female voice reached Riya's ears.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was still a familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling above his head.

The woman, who was about 50 years old, opened the door and looked at her son lying in bed, feeling helpless.

"Didn't you say that there is an important meeting to be held today? You can sit in the CEO position, and you dare to stay in bed as CEO.

When you were a child, you loved to sleep and you were late for school every day. If the teacher hadn't seen your grades, you would have been expelled. As a result, you still slept when you grew up!

Let me tell you, if today's employees scold their boss so harshly, you won't even guess how others will discuss you behind your back. "

"Get up quickly, get something to eat and go to the meeting right away. Mom made braised fish for you. If you don't get up, your dad will finish it all."

"……it is good."

Ria sat up from the bed, opened the curtains and looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly outside, and a portrait of the sun was hung in the room at some point.

A big smiling face is painted on the surface of the sun.

Riya stared at the portrait for a long time, and then she changed her clothes and left the room until her mother urged her again.

In the living room, a middle-aged man was eating and watching TV. When the woman saw the man's laziness, she accused him of only knowing how to eat and not leaving some for the children.

Riya quickly said it didn't matter, sat at the table and looked at the fish on the table, and saw the sun painting on the wall of the living room again.

He didn't say anything, finished breakfast in a few seconds, and left home.

Before leaving, his mother asked him to buy some fish for cooking when he came back. Riya agreed casually and went out to the company.

He went to sit in on a meeting held by his subordinates for the employees, during which he gave some suggestions of his own. Finally, he was responsible for making a brainwashing summary, asking everyone to work hard and not forget their original intentions. Anyone who had opinions about the company could anonymously submit their opinions to the comments. box.

All said no problem.

Riya was fine with it too.

So as usual, everyone stood up and applauded. The meeting ended. Riya corrected some problems of her subordinates and left the company. At this time, it suddenly started raining heavily outside.

He could have asked someone to drive him home, but for some reason today, Riya felt inexplicably uneasy.

The young man looked at the dark clouds in the sky as if he was possessed. After someone drove him to a supermarket near his home, he asked the driver to leave, and he bought a bag of fish and walked home in the rain.

The rain in the sky became heavier and heavier, and the young man simply ran away. The fish in the bag, which had obviously had its internal organs removed, was still jumping around unwillingly. A small hole was punctured in the bag, and blood oozed out.

The water on the ground could already spread to his calves. Riya speeded up. He was about to take the next step when he suddenly remembered something.

He had missed this place in one step.

"..."

Riya took another route and now nothing happened.

He successfully returned home and knocked on the door. When his mother opened the door, she saw that he was all wet and scolded him severely. Then she quickly asked him to go into the house to change clothes. By this time, the sun painting in the living room had disappeared and replaced it. It is an upside-down black marine decorative painting.

"Has that painting always been there?" Riya pointed to the decorative painting, and both parents looked at him strangely. "Didn't you buy this painting two days ago? And you hung it up yourself, and you forgot about it so quickly?

Tell me what is the purpose of buying these things? Does it look good? Tell me! ? "

"Haha, don't worry about those details - I've been too busy with work recently and have some memory problems."

"That's not okay. You're not that old yet, so your memory is worse than your dad's."

The mother brought the fish to the kitchen, saying she wanted to cook it for her husband and children. Soon, the smell of grilled fish wafted out of the kitchen.

Riya watched all this, returned to his room, and saw the reversed ocean decorative painting again. He sat on the edge of the bed and covered his head, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Can not go back."

he thinks.

No one knows which side he is referring to, and no one knows what this sentence means.

But when his mother called him out to eat, Riya still sat at the dining table, stretched out his chopsticks, and ate all the grilled fish in front of him.

……

"Ow!!!!"

A scream woke Riya again, and those dreams that were difficult to distinguish true from false were shattered like mirrors.

Little Shival squatted on Riya's chest and played with his wings. After seeing Riya waking up, he became excited, flapped his wings and landed in front of the window, tapping the glass gently with his beak.

"Crack, snap."

"Ouch!" It turned around in front of the window, and Riya was puzzled by its abnormality, so she got up and came to the window——

Below are people.

It's a dense crowd.

Those people gathered together and discussed the past three days in a bustling manner, feeling as if they had forgotten something.

Some people said that they seemed to see a big fish walking, and even saw two fish doing indescribable movements, but no one believed these nonsense.

They attributed all this to food poisoning and asked the hotel for an explanation. Naturally, the hotel's front desk couldn't give one, and they couldn't explain why.

In the end, they attributed everything they didn't understand to God's will.

"The Heavy Rain Festival is a special day. The sun must have washed us."

"That's right, praise the sun!"

"Praise the Sun!!!"

"Praise trade!!!" Someone suddenly said something inappropriately.

Others looked at him: "Who is Trade?"

"How do I know? Why do you care so much? Just praise me.

"Also, praise trade!!!"

The people who reappeared in Grani cheered. The heavy rain festival was over and the sky returned to normal. The sun shone on their faces, making everyone in the town appear to be in high spirits.

The abyss took away their pollution, and lost the pollution of rain and slime. Those who had not completely turned into fishmen would be resurrected into their original appearance.

Even the sound of quarreling was heard again next door to Ria. It seemed that the couple really liked to quarrel.

As for who is "trade"?
Leah would not tell them that they could just praise the Lord of Trade and give their faith to themselves obediently.

"It turns out that the faith I forcibly extracted from those people when they were in a polluted state can still be preserved. It's really an unexpected gain."

He wouldn't let those people pronounce his name randomly, so he simply made up a title for himself. Of course, the title was only secondary. He could make up a lot more if he wanted to.

(End of this chapter)