They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 143 Baffling Performance Art
Those people in white masks were simply ignored.

Every year, their people don't know how many die, and the causes of death are all kinds of strange. In a sense, these ordinary people are all victims, and the real mastermind behind the scenes has always refused to show his true colors.

He would occasionally attach his consciousness to his followers so that if something happened to them, it wouldn't be his problem.

"It's weird."

A fully armed association member stepped forward to check on the people's physical condition.

"Although the reasons for the deaths of their followers are inexplicable, this group still has some brains and should not hold such large-scale gatherings."

I counted; this abandoned warehouse housed a total of ninety-seven cult members, ninety-six of whom died, and the cause of death was not due to being breached by the disorderly elements.

"What was the cause of their deaths?" another person asked.

"I suspect it was suicide..."

"These people are such a nuisance! I've had enough of them."

"So, will we continue to increase vigilance?"

“Let’s relax a little on the disorderly ones; after all, this is the will of 01.”

After he finished speaking, the members of Department 04 in the warehouse fell silent. They decided to take the body back, and the first thing they needed to do was to contain the still-alive clown.

The clown on the ground coughed violently, remaining silent, but yelled when the association members touched him: "Kill me! Kill me!"

Without a word, the men injected him with a special medicine, and the clown quickly fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Bang bang bang."

The next morning, Ria, who was in the hotel, heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door and found nothing outside. Looking down, he noticed an old-fashioned alarm clock standing on the ground.

Its body is light brown, and its appearance resembles a simple house. The hands on the front rotate continuously around the symbols that represent time.

At that moment, the door in front of the alarm clock opened, and a spring-loaded squirrel jumped out, carrying a bag that didn't fit its size. The bag was so heavy that it almost weighed it down.

"Hello, I am a mysterious item from the Order Association, email alarm number 4-156. I can find the recipient immediately no matter where they are, provided that the sender feeds me their most beloved item, and I can only use it once a day."

Your email has been delivered, please check it!

Your bounty has been delivered. The Order Society doesn't want to owe the Keeper of Secrets anything, and we hope this service has satisfied you.

After saying that, the alarm clock stood up by itself, took two long, stick-like legs, ran to the window in the corridor, and jumped out of the window.

By the time Ria ran to the window and looked down, it had already disappeared.

At this moment, Ria returned to the house with the money bag and closed the door. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled open the white rope of the bag, revealing glittering pure silver.

He counted them carefully, and there were all fifty-eight silver coins.

"Precious metals do indeed make people feel happy."

Lia couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Speaking of which, the association's mysterious items have the ability to automatically locate people, and it's unclear who the sender is or what the sender's "beloved" item is.

"Fortunately, the plague doctors gave the disorderly people a guarantee. Without them, the disorderly people wouldn't be able to get much benefit in this city." He put away his money bag. At this time, there were no longer so many association personnel patrolling outside, and most of the white-masked people were dead. They shouldn't bother him for a while.

Ria decided to visit the church as she had originally planned, and while leaving, she stared at the mirror to make sure her facial features were still on her face.

"What on earth has gotten into these people?"

Ria didn't understand their behavior at all, and he didn't want to use their prayers. If he really intended to establish any prayers, he should have revealed them to the believers from the very beginning. Why did it take until now?

Taking on a priestly role too early is pointless. Ria felt pitifully poor and unable to give the believers what they wanted. In time, he was sure he would be cursed to death.

"Never mind, thinking too much will cause hair loss."

Liya shook her head, went to the washroom to wash her face, dressed neatly, and went out.

……

The church building remains as magnificent as ever.

Rather, its interior was even more magnificent than Lia had imagined; when Lia stood in that ornate corridor that seemed to stretch on and on, the stone tiles on the floor almost reflected his image.

The entire ceiling murals of the church are inlaid with gemstones. Ria couldn't imagine how many gemstones there were, but when those gemstones were exposed to the light, they completely formed a second sun that illuminated the entire church.

This may be an exaggeration, but it is the truth.

The believers in the church sang along with the nuns, taking out their favorite instruments and gathering together to sing the hymn of the sun.

The ethereal voices echoed through the church walls, their resonance almost deafening; simply standing there felt like stepping into another world.

There was no strife or hostility there; everyone held hands equally and gathered around the campfire.

However, Ria did not come here to listen to singing. After praising the sun, he went to a priest and asked him about Viscount Sicar from a few days ago.

"I heard that a fake clown led a fake viscount into the church and caused an explosion. Is that true?"

The pastor looked exhausted, as if Ria wasn't the first person to ask him this: "It's not appropriate to discuss this here."

“The sun said that everyone has the right to know the truth, so I donated money to Him.”

"...Alright, child, this isn't something you can't tell anyone. Come with me."

The pastor led Ria away from the crowd and then gave a more embellished account of the events.

"Viscount Sicar was a devout believer in the sun, but at the same time, he also enjoyed various forms of entertainment."

At some point, a clown appeared by his side. The man was skilled in many circus tricks, which made the viscount insist on treating him as his confidant and close friend.

Anyone with eyes could see that the clown was definitely not normal. He coveted the Viscount's money, and not only that, he also wanted to kill the Viscount.

The clown brought Sicar to perform an exorcism, and the dummy was brought into the church and exploded right in front of the sun statue. Everyone was terrified, and even our priest was so frightened that he developed heart problems and is still unconscious.

It was only later that we learned the clown had a contamination disease.

After listening attentively, Ria suddenly asked, "Were there any other notable people in the church at that time?"

“A special person, let me think… I’ve got it. When Ms. Brin came, she was wrapped in cloth. She said she had burned her face and couldn’t be seen by anyone.”

Moreover, her voice began to sound somewhat masculine.

(End of this chapter)