They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 20 Angena's Moon Landing Plan
Just then, Angena came downstairs looking for something to eat, and Ria immediately gave her a super-sized sandwich made with leafy greens, ham, cream, tomato sauce, and black bread – essentially a sandwich or hot dog.

"Thank you, Brother Kelcha."

Angela took the hot dog, blew on the steam, and then took a big bite, stuffing her cheeks full.

She seemed to enjoy talking while eating, but she would often spill food all over the floor when she spoke. Mrs. Ster, seeing this, would give her a sour look and scold her: "Be a lady, Angela! A lady should never do such an unladylike thing. Finish your food before you talk."

After hearing this, Angela reluctantly took a bite of the vegetable leaf, then opened her mouth to take a bigger bite of bread: "Who invented... so many rules?"

"I don't know, but your Aunt Ster is right, girls should indeed pay more attention to their image."

"How come even you, Kelchage, are like this? What's wrong with girls? Why should I have to follow those rules? —cough cough cough!"

She finally paid the price for her actions. Angena choked on her words because she spoke too quickly. In a panic, she ran around the house looking for water. She finally found an iron kettle, grabbed the handle, lifted it high, and poured water into her mouth.

"I almost choked to death, thank goodness!"

The water spilling from her mouth splashed onto the hem of her brown skirt, but she didn't care about such details at all. The next second, Angela put down the kettle and the leftover bread, and tugged at Ria's sleeve, gesturing for him to follow her somewhere.

Ria glanced down at Angena, who was barely waist-high to her, and followed her to the stairwell. Once they were in a secluded spot, Angena squinted and thanked Ria for the books they had bought last time.

She said the "Illustrated Guide to Mysterious Items" was very interesting, and her younger brother loved it.

"There are so many amazing things in the world. I wish my brother could see some real mysterious objects."

Ria disagreed: "Your brother should have seen the description in the catalog as well. Using those things is dangerous."

"You have no imagination at all. If people could really ride flying broomsticks, stroll through the Milky Way with narwhals, and touch the moon that is as beautiful as ice, then it would be worth it no matter what the risks were."

"Just imagine...one day people will be able to fly to the moon, and my brother and I can build a big house there so Mrs. Sterling and you can live in it, and then we can continue selling bread there."

"Why are you still selling bread?"

“If we don’t sell bread, what can we sell? This is how we make a living… Wait, maybe we can sell white bread and eggs, plus some delicious turkey floss.”

"That sounds good."

Lia smiled and patted her head, but couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

What could make this child so cautious even in his dreams? People who are trapped in poverty may never be able to imagine the lives of the rich, nor can they imagine how they would squander their wealth if they became rich.

Most people don't even know why they live, but Angela is different from them. She wants to build a house on the moon and sell bread. Among a group of poor people fighting for profit, her wish is as precious as a spotless star.

A child's dreams are the purest.

Instead of arguing with her, Ria encouraged her.

“Maybe one day, your brother and I will go to build a house together, and since you are not strong, you will be in charge of helping Aunt St. sell bread.”

"it is good!"

Angela happily lifted her skirt and twirled around on the spot, then eagerly went back to look through the "Mysterious Items Compendium" to find a way to land on the moon. However, at this moment, Mrs. Ster suddenly came and interrupted her plan.

"We're closing up shop now. It's Sunday, come with me to church for worship."

“Now?” Angela blinked.

“Of course, this kind of thing can’t be delayed. Every minute of delay is disrespectful to the sun.” After saying that, Mrs. St. bent down and rubbed Angena’s cheek, gesturing for her to change into a clean dress. Angena immediately obeyed and ran upstairs.

For a while.

Only Ria and Mrs. Sterling remained at the top of the stairs.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mrs. St. spoke up: "Kelcha, I know you like to stay in your room and are not interested in this kind of thing, but it can't hurt to go out and move around more."

"Go out for a bit. After church, we'll buy some fruit, and I'll make you a fruit salad, old man."

“Okay.” Ria agreed to Mrs. Ster’s request.

Although he had mingled with the refugees and gotten a free meal at the church yesterday, it didn't stop him from changing his clothes and "mooching" again today.

The church may possess other mysterious artifacts, and it would be ideal if we could find them during this opportunity.

After thinking it over, Ria quickly made a decision.

He stretched in the sunlight by the door, watching the white-haired old man and the girl in the green dress emerge from the shadows.

The three of them went to church together, chatting and laughing.

Along the way, Angela usually told children's jokes, Mrs. Sterling responded, and Ria would occasionally add a few words to prevent awkward silences.

The pleasant chat time passed by in a flash.

Soon, the group stood on the street, and the vague outline of the church could be seen.

Pedestrians hurried by on the roadside, coming and going, but a few people stood out from the crowd. They were dressed impeccably, their clothes seemingly tailor-made, with brooches hanging neatly on their chests. Compared to the rest of the crowd, they looked like members of high society.

"Wait, stop."

Just as they were about to pass by Lia and her two companions, someone looked up at them and raised their hand to block their path.

"Gentlemen, infectious diseases are rampant recently, so you'd better cover yourselves up even more, and if possible, wear gas masks."

“Of course, of course, Mr. Investigator.”

Mrs. St. quickly pulled Angela and Ria down to lower their heads, indicating that they would definitely take precautions.

Seeing that they seemed normal, the men let them go. After reminding the people in the vicinity to buy gas masks, they headed southwest.

This made Lia begin to suspect that these people were there specifically to sell gas masks.

He turned to look at their retreating figures: "Were those people investigators?"

"Of course, they are distinguished guests of the church, and by all accounts, they are important figures in our town of Wins. No matter who they are, anyone who sees an investigator wearing a double-gear brooch must behave properly and not provoke him."

"Is that even a thing? Then what do they do?"

"Of course they are protecting us. They will eliminate the disaster and protect the health and well-being of every town resident. In the beginning, it was they who discovered the epidemic and made us wear masks, so the epidemic did not spread in Winstown."

In any case, they must be messengers sent by the sun! Oh, praise to the sun!

(End of this chapter)