They all call me the Outer God

This kind of question is really intriguing. The disordered ones are also part of the secret keepers. The epidemic doctors don't seem to be easily deviant, but they are different.

And how can cooperation be called an insider? Riya herself also wants to discuss trade projects with those nobles. Although there is currently a lack of funds and a shortage of supplies, these problems can be solved sooner or later.

"The main thing is poverty. People without money don't deserve to have a voice anywhere."

Riya touched the back of his neck. When he relied on the power of the eye at the back, all his eyes disappeared into one place, and the original eyes turned golden.

But now that he was back to normal, those eyes were hidden in his body again.

"This thing is quite special, maybe it is the original 'harvest' in the Gekso Mountains.

And should I say that I am the one making the deal with 'myself'? The price of power is only vision - haha, this is such a bargain. "

He sat at the desk, filled his quill with ink, laid the paper on the table intact, and began to think about what he was going to write next.

None of those golden eyes were in the right direction, so Riya could only make two new slits a few centimeters below the original eyes, so that writing would not feel so awkward.

"I'm really not used to seeing things with so many eyes at once."

The young man closed all his other eyes, leaving only two golden eyes on his face, and then began to write on the paper seriously.

His fonts are very neat and pleasing to the eye. If you can ignore some eyes that shouldn't be there at this time, it will indeed be a very peaceful scene.

The young man by the window sat on his seat and wrote each letter neatly. A creature that looked like a cat and an owl crawled beside it, watching the movement of the quill with half-squinted eyes.

There is a smaller clone next to it, which looks almost exactly like it.

"Bang."

Riya put pen to paper, clicked on the last punctuation mark, then put the letter into an envelope, sealed it with wax, and then affixed a stamp with a gold coin pattern to the surface of the envelope.

"We are here to ask the other party to allow us to meet them for business purposes. As the requesting party, our sincerity must be sufficient."

He stuffed the letter into the mouth of little Shivall No. 2 and let it go out to deliver the letter. As for the pigeon... Shivaer had already swallowed it when Liya wasn't paying attention.

Last night, in order to avoid disturbing Riya's sleep, she also found thirteen Endless cockroaches, a long-legged spider, four mosquitoes and a snake in the room.

It ate all these things, but did it take credit? It doesn't.

Does it take credit for eating a pigeon now? Neither.

So it makes perfect sense for it to eat something, there is nothing wrong with it, it will always be a well-behaved mythical creature.

Maintaining this mentality, Little Swale No. 2 puffed up his chest and raised his head almost to the back of his neck.

It promised that it would complete all the tasks from its parents. Thinking like this, it spread its wings and flew to the window. After making sure that no one could see it, it directly lifted its limbs into the air and soared into the sky.

"Ouch--" Little Shival walked up to Riya and stomped on the table. After a while, it spit out two eyeballs with blood vessels and nerves.

These two things were fed to it by Riya, but instead of eating them, it kept them for Riya.

As a parasitic creature on Riya's body, no one knows the host's current physical condition better than it.

That golden eye is not a good thing. When Leah made a deal with it, its will directly affected the mythical creature itself, making it full of hostility and murderous intent.

At that time, it could execute so many people at once, and it was enveloped in unprecedented joy and excitement. Its heart was screaming that it was not enough, that it should continue to destroy, devour everything, and annihilate everything in its belly.

That state was very wrong, and after the state ended, little Shivall felt that those golden eyes became more active than usual, and he could even hear the sounds of them "communicating" with each other in extremely quiet places.

Although this kind of communication is very low-level, like two unconscious microorganisms rubbing their cilia against each other, they still communicate.

Riya's original eyes will never return to normal, no matter how many times they grow again.

This is the deal. Once the deal is formed, it cannot be changed, but Riya seems to be indifferent.

He felt that his eyes could still be restored, and he seriously thought about how to return his vision to its original appearance.

"Gu!" Little Shival pushed his eyeball forward, and Riya touched its head.

"You can play with it yourself. My eyeballs haven't grown back yet. We can see the difference between them when they grow back."

"Gu?" Little Swale tilted his head, swallowed the pair of eyeballs into his throat again, watched Riya get up from her seat, put on her clothes, picked it up with the cane, and put it on her shoulders.

Little Shivall automatically broke through his skin and penetrated into his body, and then Riya opened the door and walked out.

There is a black cloth tied before his eyes. When walking on the road, those people will consciously give way to him.

After all, if you don't make way for the "blind", their guide stick will break your legs in the next second.

And Riya was still sighing at the high quality of the citizens of South Adelin, and couldn't help but nodded with pleasure.

Today is Sunday. He followed the worshippers into the Church of the Sun, where he experienced a rather luxurious communion.

The main reason is that their wine is of high quality, so Riya accidentally drank a little more, and saw the faces of the priests doubled one by one.

"On the day of the great disaster, the flood almost engulfed everyone. At this time, a ball of fire blocked the earth and the ocean. The appearance of the shining sun gave us life. The fire is His gift to us, and life is His gift to us-"

"Praise the sun!!!"

The pastor gave a speech on the high platform holding the Bible, and the people below leaned down together to pay the highest respect to the sun.

Riya felt that the version of the speech he heard was different every time, maybe their Bible was not written by the same person.

Even so, he still followed everyone to praise the sun, but in his heart he was wondering whether offering sacrifice to the shining sun could redeem his eyes.

"Maybe I should try, maybe it works."

Thinking like this, Riya poured the remaining wine down his throat after everyone finished praying, and walked towards the confessional.

However, when he walked to a corridor, his way was blocked by someone.

"Sorry, kid, the Lord once said that those who have lost their sight do not need to repent."

"Bang——"

He appeared too suddenly, and Riya could only pretend that he saw nothing and used the inertia of his cane to hit the poor priest's shin bone.