They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 191 Social Dinner
"You're leaving so soon? I don't remember you being here for very long."

“My situation is a bit special; I can’t stay in one place for too long.”

Ria continued reaching out until he saw Ivand push his wheelchair to find a money bag in the corner of the room and stuff it into his hand, at which point he withdrew his hand.

"This amount...is it filled with silver coins?"

"You can actually tell the difference between a swarf, a gold coin, and a silver coin?"

Ivan looked at Ria with some surprise, then nodded: "That's right, it's silver coins. This is your due reward. Although it's your salary that should be paid at the end of the month, I think it's not unreasonable to give it to you in advance, considering the great contribution you've made."

"May the sun forever protect you, Detective, you are truly the best detective I have ever seen."

Lia wasn't lying, because since he came into this world, he had only met this one detective. Putting aside the detective's overall qualities, he was quite generous, unlike that fat guy wearing a bird-beak mask.

At that moment, James, far away in an unknown corner, sneezed inexplicably, thinking that it must be because Ria was talking badly about him behind his back again.

Do you really think so?

"Of course, I swear to the rising sun."

"Kelcha, you have such good taste!" Ivand was overjoyed. After grinning to himself for a while, he began to ask Ria where she wanted to go next.

Ria stated frankly that she had been invited by Viscountess Sicar to visit her residence.

Upon hearing this, Ivand sat up straight in his wheelchair: "You young man, you're quite the ladies' man!"

"You've got the wrong idea. I have no interest in widows."

"But I heard that lady is fair-skinned and beautiful. Even though she's over fifty, she looks no different from a thirty-year-old woman, and her figure is also..."

"Cough cough."

Lia remained uninterested in these aristocratic scandals.

A fifty-year-old woman? At fifty, she could be a mother, considering that the body in which she is currently in is only nineteen, not even twenty yet.

Right now, the young man just wants to quickly resolve his meme advancement problem and his blindness, and he worries that he will eventually destroy everything in his sight if he continues to use those golden eyes to look at things randomly.

"Speaking of which, how do you know so much about that lady, great detective? Could it be that you've met her?"

"Of course, don't let my ordinary appearance fool you. My social circle is far beyond your imagination. I even confessed my feelings to that lady I saw on the street back then."

"Did you make it?"

"That's obvious. If it succeeded, I'd still be here."

As Ivand spoke, he angrily put the pipe in his mouth and blew several smoke rings, clearly not understanding how anyone could resist his great charm.

"Since you want to connect with people in high society, you need to make good use of Mrs. Sicar as a stepping stone. Their dinner parties are excellent social tools, and you can say whatever you want there."

You know what I mean, right? Watch them drink until they're tipsy, then shower them with compliments to make them ecstatic. They're just a bunch of brainless creatures that's easy to fool.

Ivand gave Ria this advice, and Ria nodded to indicate that she understood.

"If you still have any questions, you can write to me. My email is just outside the door; you should know the code." "Thank you."

Ria removed his hat and bowed to Ivand before leaving.

He always felt that the little Swarth inside him was not quite right; the mythical creature was trembling, as if it were angry, or as if it were afraid.

But when Ria tried to investigate, it went silent, as if everything that had just happened was just Ria's illusion.

"Since I lost my sight, it seems like I've been experiencing illusions more and more frequently."

This troubled the young man somewhat, but even after leaving the detective agency, he did not forget what he had to do.

He received an invitation from Madame Sicard, informing him that he could attend a social gathering hosted by high society in two days.

On this day, people who come for pleasure or business will gather here, and Ria can also sell her extraordinary bio-bone ornaments there.

All Lia had to do was dress like a nouveau riche; he couldn't appear too poor and out of place in the crowd.
Although his clothes didn't make him look like a poor man, they were still quite different from an evening gown, so Lia specially bought a black silk dress.

He adorned himself with imitation gold buttons, gilded chains, gold rings on his leather gloves, a gold-rimmed monocle, and even a gold cane.

"This must make me look like a nouveau riche, right? Pshaw, who's a nouveau riche? I'm a legitimate entrepreneur."

Ria stood in front of the mirror and straightened her top hat. Little Swarth also took out his little top hat, put it on his head, and raised his head to stare at the mirror with great interest.

A moment later, it lifted its top hat with its antennae and, mimicking Ria's gesture, closed its eyes and bowed slightly.

"You have a bright future."

Ria stroked its head and suddenly became curious about its gender, but after observing it for so long, he concluded that this guy didn't seem to have a gender.

It would be strange if a creature made of feathers and tentacles could be identified as having a distinct gender. After several attempts, Ria could only accept the fact that it resembled a large microorganism.

Microorganisms divide, and so do baby Swarths; they wiggle their cilia, and baby Swarths wiggle their tentacles.

They're all silly, little Swarth...

He doesn't seem very smart either.

"Goo!"

The mythical creature is unaware of its host's thoughts. It simply wiggles happily on Ria's shoulder and, when the host isn't looking, uses its tentacles to pick out his blood vessels, tie them into knots, and then tries to put them back in.

At this point, Ria will stop it, straighten the blood vessels and put them back into its body, and then place the mythical creature on a cutting board and chop it into minced meat.

They were now in a hotel a little closer to the Sikar mansion, so they didn't have to worry about not making it in time. Therefore, in the following days, Ria began to study how many pieces the mythical creature could be cut into.

After a period of research, he discovered that this thing, like the golden eyes on his body, could be infinitely shredded. As for the more microscopic level... since he didn't have a microscope, he didn't know much about it either.

However, this discovery made Ria begin to doubt whether her golden eyes and the mythical creatures shared a common origin, given the rather subtle similarities between them.

Moreover, the same golden eyes can also emerge from the surface of mythical creatures.

(End of this chapter)