They all call me the Outer God

"Can't you say something nice!?"

"What can I do? Patients are not easy to kill, and you asked me to hunt meme cards. This is a very serious project for me. ♦♦  ♦♦

How about this? When you play, I will shoot for the opponent team to win, and the money I receive belongs to you? Now go to practice, I feel like you seem to have lost some weight recently."

"It's unreasonable." James took a few steps forward and turned into mist and dissipated. The crow feather in his hand slowly fell, and Leah also reached out to pick it up and looked at it carefully.

Although the crow's feather is pitch black, it is very shiny and textured when you look closely.

But little Shival soon became unhappy. It stretched out the tip of its wing from the side of Leah's neck to compare with the feather, and felt that the feathers of other birds were simply a world apart compared to its own.

Of course, it was the one in the sky.

"I know you are the best." Leah handed the crow feather to it for safekeeping, and it was swallowed intact by the worm-like tentacles.

It is not easy for the young man to find the patients who are causing trouble now. The key is that Ria has just arrived here and is confused about everything.

Fortunately, there is Guangyao Xuri for help. Ria, who just came out of the hotel, decided to go back to the hotel. The orderly people in the church are searching now. He needs to wait until they relax their guard before considering collecting more information.

Just after returning to his room, Ria found a package on the ground with a note on it.

"Who sent it?"

He was alert, but soon calmed down. He picked up the note with his tentacles and put it in front of his eyes. The content of the note was as follows--

"Dear little Leah:

I don't know if you will return to the library, so I simply packed some things that you might need at this stage and sent them to you. There are a few knives and a deck of cards that you left behind, and the rest are potions I prepared myself.

These medicines include medicines for treating some basic toxins and real poisons. Be careful when using them. My eyes are starting to become blurry again. Before I can't see clearly anymore, I still want to tell you that your room will be reserved for you. You can come back and read books when you have time.

Also, and... (old Cabelan swear words)! I forgot what to say again. I will give the things to Bruna, and Bruna should find your attending doctor to pass them on to you.

If you also have things to give to other friends, you can entrust them to doctors. They are very fast, but sometimes they are not often seen.

That's it. Praise trade."

The signature at the end: A shaking letter from an old woman-Ilinte Hod.

"This is really unexpected." After reading the letter, Ria folded it neatly and looked at the contents of the package.

There were knives, a deck of cards, and of course more than a dozen bottles of transparent potions in glass test tubes. Each test tube was labeled with the name of the potion and its simple effect.

Those test tubes were carefully sealed to prevent them from breaking in the middle.

The witch's pharmacological talent was indeed beyond doubt, and Ria had no doubt about the effects marked on these "potions".

He put away all the things, wrote another letter to express his gratitude, and attached the remains of the extraordinary creatures that had not been sacrificed. These things should be useful to Elinte.

After doing all this, Ria put the prepared things on the table, intending to wait for James to show up before asking him to deliver the things.

"If the patient was inciting chaos in order to perform memes, he shouldn't just focus on the church.

If it were me, I would not only provoke the church, but also stir up a bigger commotion in the residential area. The more people pay attention, the better. Then I would jump out and prove that I did all these things by myself."

Riya walked to a wooden chair with a backrest and sat down, put his hat on the table, took the gun from his waist, and disassembled the tentacles into several sections and stuffed them into the magazine.

"Click", the bullet has been loaded.

Those tentacles can imitate the texture and hardness of most substances, and bullets are no problem. Moreover, the tentacles themselves have natural pollution. Once hit, even if you don't die, the consequences are very serious.

"Should I wait until that guy is the most arrogant and kill him?"

The young man stood up and stood in front of the window, with a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery.

The buildings on all sides are neatly arranged, and well-dressed people come and go. It seems that nothing special is going to happen.

"Batantusa coin, tell me, is the main meme of the culprit a crow?"

Riya took out the mysterious object and threw it upwards. At the moment it fell, she caught it with the back of her hand and slowly moved her right hand away.

The coin showed the front side.

The answer is "yes".

Very good.

Riya put away the coin, took off her gloves and looked at her left hand. There was an "eyeball hole" shaped like a microscopic mine hole at the base of her left hand. The tiny eyes inside looked at Riya, and the black tentacles submerged them and sutured the wound.

"My hand may not be suitable for holding a gun for a while, but fortunately I am right-handed."

He pressed the wound: "James once said that we should not let others know the main meme easily. It seems that the weakness in the main meme is the key.

It's like I need to trade, and it's difficult to deal with someone who prevents me from trading or makes me do a losing business. The other party is a crow, and the crow needs to rely on collecting hatred to perform.

According to this judgment, I just need to make others not hate the patient? It sounds more realistic than shooting him to death."

Riya pondered for a long time.

"I can make a deal with others, let others believe in me, and then ignore that person's deeds, or I can directly find a crow and let the crow believe in trade. Anyway, it's just a matter of looking at the eyes."

"But I always feel that this matter is not so simple. James will not secretly retaliate against me..."

After thinking about it, he decided not to react for the time being. Today, he would pretend that he had not heard of this matter and stand in front of the window to watch the scenery.

Many people of order were patrolling downstairs. They posted wanted posters on the wall and left after posting them.

"Guwuhu——"

Taking advantage of the night, the glass window was opened from the inside. Little Shiwa flew outside like a real night owl, approached the wanted poster, pulled it off with one claw, flew back to the house and handed it to Riya.

Riya carefully looked at the face of the person on the wanted poster.

This was a man in his thirties, with two small mustaches, pale oil paint on his face, and a bright red nose and lips.

When Ria saw this image, her first reaction was "clown". Not only the face, but also the clothes he wore were "bright and beautiful" enough, and all the tones were highly saturated.

"The painters in the Order are very skilled, and the picture is very vivid, as if the clown will jump out of the portrait in the next second."