They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 147 Scam, this is a scam!
While it was still early, Lia went out and found a shop with a lot of foot traffic, where she set up her personal stall.

In front of him was a square piece of cloth, on which lay a deck of playing cards, a pigeon, and three identical boxes.

The aroma of barbecue stalls wafted from nearby.

Someone, curious about what was happening in Lia's area, walked up to him and asked, "What kind of event is this?"

When Ria met her first customer, she introduced her business in a friendly manner: "In front of me are several magic games. You can choose a playing card and let me guess what it is. If I can't guess it, you will get a Swaal."

The second shuffle will give you two Swains, the third four, the fourth eight, and so on. But if I guess correctly, you only need to pay me thirty Swains.

"For the second game, you can spend thirty Svalbards to watch the pigeons next to me perform acrobatics."

"The third game is that I put a piece of paper in a box, move the box around, and if you can still recognize which box the paper is in at the end, it's yours. Of course, this game costs fifty swahl each time."

"Interested in giving it a try, friend?"

Lia's tone was very sincere, but the customers looked at him with obvious surprise. He felt that this was a game where the customers could make a profit without any risk, and wondered if this man who looked like a street magician had something wrong with his head.

"I choose the first one."

Thank you very much for your patronage.

Ria let the other person take the deck of cards and examine them thoroughly, and then select cards from it after confirming that there were no cards wrong.

The person thought for a moment, then drew a card: "I choose this one."

I guess the two black diamonds.

"Wrong, it's the five of hearts."

Ria made a mistake on his first attempt, handing the other person a coin as instructed.

The man received the coin and became somewhat excited: "Next one."

"The number should be eight?"

"No, it's the seven of diamonds."

Ria paid the other party two coins.

"continue."

"King of Spades?"

Jack of Spades

Ria paid the other party four coins.

He guessed the next card: "Black and white clowns?"

"Wrong, it's a colorful clown."

Ria paid the other party eight coins.

The game continued, and Ria's next guess was wrong again. The opponent shuffled the cards, looking smugly at the sixteen Swarths that Ria handed over, which added up to thirty.

Then it goes up to thirty-two, sixty-four, one hundred and twenty-eight, two hundred and fifty-six... This number will become immeasurable as the game continues.

Moreover, the chances of Ria guessing the exact number are extremely low, which means the game is guaranteed to be profitable.

The customer grew increasingly excited: "Next one!"

“I guess it’s the Black and White Clown,” Ria concluded.

The other person was stunned, turned the card over, and it was indeed the Joker in black and white.

According to the rules, he now needed to give Ria thirty Swaals, which meant all his previous efforts were for nothing. But the customer was not discouraged at all. He believed that it was all just a coincidence and that he could make a fortune by having Ria guess cards. So he shouted for Ria to continue. Ria, of course, welcomed him, but he slightly adjusted the accuracy of his guesses.

Whenever the opponent feels they're on a winning streak, they'll suddenly lose once and hand over thirty Swaaers. Often, the money they win isn't as much as what they hand over, but sometimes it can reach over a hundred, and then they lose it all.

Finally, the man looked at his wallet with distress and realized that it was almost empty.

He should be angry, he should act spoiled, but looking at the magician tossing a coin around and playing with it, he couldn't feel angry at all, and even felt that it was all his luck.

"Oh, my luck with money today is absolutely terrible!"

"Don't be discouraged, go buy some barbecue to relax."

Lia comforted him, then walked to the barbecue stall next door and used metal tongs to turn the pieces of meat over. Just then, the fire was burning perfectly, and the meat by the iron rack was sizzling and smelling delicious.

Seeing the surprised look on the other person's face, Lia immediately introduced herself: "This is my side job. Besides performing magic, I also rent a rack to sell barbecue skewers part-time."

Oh, and that self-service drinks stand over there is mine too. If you want something to drink, you can buy it there. After we've eaten and drunk our fill, we can try some other magic tricks.”

The guests opposite were dumbfounded.

He showed Liya his empty wallet, then ran away in a panic, and the others who had been watching the spectacle for a while immediately crowded around him.

They all looked down on that person for having incredibly bad luck, having such a golden opportunity to make money but not knowing how to cherish it.

If given this opportunity, they can maximize their profits.

To this, Lia simply gave a standard smile.

Who says magic can't be called "deception"?

Sometimes people are very simple-minded and only see immediate benefits. After this experience, they will be more wary of scams in the future.

"Trying to save money can lead to disaster. Consider this money as tuition, and hopefully they'll be smarter next time."

A few hours later, there were far fewer people in front of Lia, and it was estimated that those who had been fooled never wanted to see him again.

However, Ria still managed to gather faith, but she simply didn't activate it.

He sat at his street stall, and finally, there was no one in front of him.

The sound of a saxophone could be heard from not far away.

The music was completely out of tune; it sounded like the instrument's owner would have a hard time just playing it, let alone making a rhythm.

Ria looked up and saw that the man was wearing sunglasses, dressed in tattered clothes, and had a box at his feet.

He was a beggar who made a living by performing.

“His performance isn’t easy… let’s give him some money.” Lia thought for a moment, walked across to the other person and put some coins into their begging box, then looked up, walked over to them and patted them on the shoulder.

"That's all I can do. By the way, may I ask you a question?"

The man stopped playing, seemingly wondering what question Ria would ask.

Lia slowly reached out and touched the other person's face. The next second, he suddenly thrust his fingers and tentacles into the other person's skin, tearing the skin off completely. Only a part of the skin and flesh remained, almost completely detached.

"I think I'm seeing things. Strange, everyone looks like a white mask to me now."

Lia's expression seemed very puzzled. He didn't expect this person to be a completely normal person. At this moment, the other person was already covering his face and screaming in agony. The ground, his body, and everywhere else were covered in scarlet blood.

Without his eyelids to cover his eyes, his pupils contracted continuously, blood vessels quickly appeared on the whites of his eyes, and his sunglasses fell to the ground and shattered.

(End of this chapter)