They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 168 Ria's Sincerity

Such questions are indeed intriguing. The disorderers are also part of the secret keepers. The plague doctors may not seem to be prone to deviating from the norm, but they are different.

Moreover, how could cooperation be considered an inside job? Lia herself wanted to discuss trade projects with those nobles. Although there was a shortage of funds and goods at present, these problems could be solved sooner or later.

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

Ria touched the back of his neck. With the help of the eye on the back, all the eyes on his body disappeared and merged into one, and the original eyes turned golden.

Now that things have returned to normal, those eyes have once again disappeared from his body.

"This thing is quite special; it might be the original body's 'harvest' from the Gaikoso Mountains."

And I must say, it's no wonder I made a deal with 'myself'; the power cost was merely vision—ha, that's such a bargain!

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

None of those golden eyes were in the right direction, so Lia had to draw two new slits a few centimeters below the original eyes to make writing feel less awkward.

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

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

His handwriting was very neat and pleasing to the eye. If one could ignore the eyes that shouldn't be there, it would indeed be a very peaceful scene.

The young man by the window sat in his seat, neatly writing down each letter. A creature that looked like a cat or an owl lay beside him, half-closing its eyes and watching the movement of the quill pen.

Next to it was a smaller clone that looked almost exactly like it.

"boom."

Lia put down her pen, marked the last punctuation mark, then put the letter into an envelope, sealed it with sealing wax, and then affixed a gold coin stamp to the surface of the envelope.

"We are asking the other party to allow us to meet with them for business purposes. As the requesting party, we must be sincere."

He stuffed the letter into the mouth of Little Swarth II and sent it out to deliver the message. As for the pigeon... Swarth had already swallowed it when Ria wasn't looking.

Last night, to avoid disturbing Ria's sleep, it also found thirteen Enderlian cockroaches, a long-legged spider, four mosquitoes, and a snake in the room.

It ate all of these things, but did it take credit? No.

Does eating pigeon now make you feel like you're getting credit? No.

Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable for it to eat something; it has done nothing wrong, and it will always be an obedient mythical creature.

With this mindset, Little Schwarz II straightened his chest and tilted his head back almost to the back of his neck.

It promised that it would complete all the tasks assigned by its parents. With that thought, it spread its wings and flew to the window. After making sure no one was watching, it took off on all fours and soared into the sky.

"Awooo—" Little Swarth walked up to Ria and stomped around on the table. After a moment, it spat out two eyeballs with blood vessels and nerves.

These two things were fed to it by Ria, but it didn't eat them; instead, it kept them for Ria.

As a parasite living in Ria's body, no one knows the current physical condition of its host better than it.

That golden eye was no good. When Ria made a deal with it, its will directly influenced the mythical creature, filling it with ferocity and murderous intent. At that moment, it could kill so many people at once, and an unprecedented joy and excitement enveloped it. Its heart was screaming that it wasn't enough; it should continue to destroy, devour everything, and annihilate everything within its belly.

That state was very strange, and after it ended, Little Swarth felt that those golden eyes became more active than usual, and in extremely quiet places, he could even hear them "communicating" with each other.

Although this kind of communication is very rudimentary, like two unconscious microorganisms rubbing their cilia together, they still communicated.

Ria's original eyes can never be restored to normal, no matter how many times they grow back.

This is a transaction, and once a transaction is made, it cannot be changed, but Ria seems completely unconcerned.

He felt that his eyes could be restored and seriously considered how to restore his vision to its original state.

"Goo!" Little Swarth pushed his eyeballs forward, and Ria touched his head.

"You can play with it yourself. My eyeballs haven't grown back yet. Once they do, we can see the differences between them."

"Goo?" Little Swarth tilted his head, swallowed the pair of eyeballs back into his throat, and watched as Ria got up from his seat, dressed, picked up his cane, and put it on his shoulder.

Little Swarth automatically broke through his skin and forcefully entered his body. Then, Ria opened the door and walked out.

He now has a black cloth tied in front of his eyes, and when he walks on the street, people will consciously make way for him.

After all, if you don't give way to blind people, their guide canes might break your leg in the next second.

While Lia was still marveling at the high quality of the citizens of South Adeline, she nodded with satisfaction.

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

The main reason was that their wine was of excellent quality, so Ria accidentally drank a little too much, and her vision of the priests' faces became blurred.

"On the day of the great catastrophe, when the flood threatened to engulf everyone, a raging fire separated the earth from the sea. The appearance of the radiant sunrise gave us life. The fire was His gift to us, and life was His gift to us—"

"Praise the sun!!!"

The pastor preached from the high platform, holding the Bible, while the people below bowed together, offering the highest respect to the sun.

Ria felt that the versions of the sermons she heard were different each time, which suggested that their Bibles might not have been written by the same person.

Even so, he joined everyone in praising the sun, but in his heart he wondered if offering a sacrifice to the radiant sunrise could redeem his eyes.

"Maybe I should give it a try, maybe it will work."

With that thought in mind, after everyone finished praying, Ria drank the rest of the wine down her throat and headed toward the confessional.

However, when he reached a long corridor, his path was blocked.

"I'm sorry, child, the Lord once said that those who have lost their sight do not need to repent."

"Peng—"

His appearance was so sudden that Ria could only pretend not to see anything and use the momentum of her cane to strike the poor priest's shinbone.

(End of this chapter)