They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 132 I Choose, the Hunt

Of course, it's possible that he fell into a dream while falling, which caused him to land headfirst in reality.

Ria struggled to her feet, her skull now fully restored, the mask still on her head, her hat and cane scattered to the side.

He took off his mask and realized that his face had successfully returned to its original appearance. It seemed that the doctor's superior, the "Health Commission," was indeed quite capable.

"That might not be a living being in the ordinary sense..."

He said he has a physical body, and the size he can change into is now no smaller than that. Moreover, Ria could sense that the other party was imitating his personality, but his own personality was not revealed at all.

Layton knew a lot, and during the conversation, he confessed that he knew almost everything, including the existence of the original world of Ria.

He said, "Whether you want to know about the past, the future, or the present, you will have to pay a price, and you can't afford to pay that price."

"Currently, no one is qualified to trade with me [the taboo]."

In the end, Lia didn't get any useful information from that "Health Commission" official. The only thing he knew was that the doctors' superior was an unimaginable figure.

With such a being present, this country doesn't dare to do anything to the epidemic medical staff, which explains why they can thrive here.

The mere presence of a branch superior made Ria feel an immense sense of crisis; if it were the true leader of the doctors, even the entire Endlers would not be able to match him.

"If the place we're in is just like a sandbox game for them, then where do they come from?"

Ria gave up on her imagination.

The enormous unidentified creature told him that he could return to his original world, which gave Ria a little motivation.

Even if it's fake, the young man still felt a strange emotional touch when he heard someone mention his hometown.

At that moment, James was standing beside him, gleefully tearing apart a pineapple and eating it raw. When he saw that Ria had finally woken up, he continued to stuff pineapples into his mask, from which came a dull "crunching" sound.

"You saw Layton? How was it? Were you scared out of your wits?"

Lia coughed twice and smiled, "He's a very nice person. By the way, congratulations, you've lost a year's salary."

"What!?"

The pineapple in James's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," as if he had been struck by lightning.

Then, James watched as the patient in front of him shoved the bird-beak mask into the tentacles of the mythical creature, while he himself took a pair of glasses from his pocket, put them back on his cheek, and stuck them on the bridge of his nose, his expression becoming arrogant.

"Watch your words, James. I'm your boss now, and I'm in charge of paying your salary."

Did you step in with your right foot first? I don't like people who step in with their right foot first. From a psychological perspective, such people are often assertive, self-centered, and often have poor health.

This is the first time; I'll deduct one month's salary. If you do it again, it won't be just a matter of your salary.

"You...you got control of my salary from Layton!?"

“I think so, sir… Pfft, hahahahahaha—”

As he spoke, Ria couldn't help but laugh. He covered his face, feeling like he hadn't been this happy in a long time: "Why aren't you laughing? Are you in a bad mood, James?"

James: "..."

He had never seen a patient with such a terrible personality.

Of course, he couldn't condemn all patients indiscriminately. Even within the entire black market business community, there are very few brave souls who would target doctors.

This is probably what they call karma. James pointed to his head: "So Layton didn't say there was a problem with yours?"

"What problems could I possibly have? I always trust my own brain. Of course, this might also be related to the fact that your superiors are unwilling to say anything."

This is true of bosses everywhere; they simply throw out a sentence and expect their subordinates to guess what it is, and sometimes the subordinates get angry when they can't guess correctly.

“I agree with you.” James wiped the pineapple juice off his glove with a piece of paper, then casually tossed the trash on the ground. Soon, the wad of paper turned into black mist and vanished.

"Wait, weren't we talking about wages?"

"If you're not satisfied, go talk to Mr. Layton. It just so happens that we're quite close to him."

Upon hearing Layton's name, James immediately wilted. Lia patted him on the shoulder silently: "Speaking of which, didn't you ask me a question before you pushed me down?"

You ask me what a plague doctor is? I'll tell you now—

This is a noble profession.

Centuries ago, a plague claimed the lives of everyone in the town. Even so, the group of bird-beaked doctors went one after another to search for hope of survival, and they didn't care about being despised, risking their lives for everyone.

Since the plague doctors of the Keepers of the Secrets are modeled after them, the fact that they still maintain the bird-beak image in a time when there are already simpler white coats and medical equipment suggests that they may indeed be prepared to sacrifice themselves at any moment for something.

Otherwise, the people of the Order Association wouldn't be so respectful of them, after all, that group isn't one that's afraid of death.

This was a blessing brought by doctors long ago, but the image of the plague doctor remains a mystery.

Ria sincerely hopes that James can learn from those great people.

“A great doctor like you would never care about a few coins. To be honest, one can’t always care about such mundane things.”

"I hate you."

"My pleasure."

After exchanging pleasantries with James for a few more moments, James led him away from there.

Although the two seemed to be at odds, they were actually quite kind to each other. James didn't just cut Ria into tens of thousands of pieces and throw them into the sea, and Ria didn't ask the doctor for the wages he had withheld over the past few days.

The doctor-patient relationship is surprisingly harmonious.

After the two left the Guardian's branch, James asked Ria which meme they were going to perform next.

Without hesitation, Ria replied, "I think the hunter would be great."

"hunter?"

“Indeed, over the past few days, I’ve gradually discovered that capturing extraordinary creatures can be quite interesting, and isn’t using magic for hunting even more performative?”

“What you say makes sense. Now, let me explain to you the acting techniques of the hunter meme.”

"Hunters are skilled at using weapons to deliver a fatal blow to their prey at the crucial moment. Their shooting skills are often unparalleled and superb."

Of course, the premise is still that you need to conceal your identity and not tell people you shouldn't that you're playing the Hunter.

"You've probably already experienced the benefits of performing magician. The patients' cards are just a symbol, while their extraordinary abilities appear before the memes."

(End of this chapter)