They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 210 Destroy Your Memories

A few seconds later, its tentacles suddenly appeared again and snatched away Ria's portion of food. Ria quickly pierced its tentacles with her fork.

"You seem to have become an even bigger eater."

As he spoke, he put down his fork and ordered a lot more meat so that the child could eat his fill. It was fortunate that they had booked a private room; otherwise, if an ordinary person had seen this scene, they would probably have been terrified.

Little Swarth was wriggling on top of the pile of meat; if you didn't look closely, you'd think the food had attracted a swarm of dark parasites.

This dish would be a lot for an ordinary person, but it wouldn't even fill a gap in the mouth of a mythical creature. Ria knew this, so he ordered extra food just to satisfy its craving.

"Next, I have to try to protect others. To be honest, protecting others is not as good as protecting you, but Chaofan just won't admit that."

He pressed his temples, thinking about how to get commissions related to the supernatural, and then just need to protect the client from harm as much as possible.

Oh, and we also need to learn from the mindset of those investigators. Think about what kind of mindset they have always had when participating in every extraordinary event, being willing to risk everything and sacrifice their own lives for others.

Lia swallowed the last bite of food, wiped her mouth clean with a napkin, and then took out a brass pen and paper to start planning her next move.

"The selfish nature of black marketeers makes it difficult for them to trust others, let alone protect them. Therefore, for the sake of this meme, I must temporarily forget the main meme."

At the very least, I need to learn to trust others. The best way would be to find a group of new investigators to infiltrate the group and then help them solve problems… wait, isn't that still a scam?

Ria curled her index finger against her chin, and after a moment wrote some more on the paper with a pen.

"It's okay to lie a little. I'm not going to kill them. This is doing a good deed. It's good that I didn't ask them for any reward."

As she pondered, a bold decision came to Ria's mind.

He remembered Ivand saying that a monocle could block out pollution, so this thing should not only block out things from the outside world, but also make it less easy for others to recognize him as a disorderer.

After confirming his suspicions with the Batantusa coin, Ria was even more convinced of his idea.

He rose from his seat, and Little Swarth's tentacles pulled out some disguise-enhancing items from inside his body.

Ria used those things to darken his skin, added a thick beard, and created many lines and a scar on his face.

Next, he messed up his hair and, after completing the disguise, he became strange and serious, like a middle-aged man who had been immersed in academics for a long time and was too lazy to take care of himself.

“From now on, I’ll be called Johnson.” Ria felt no remorse for using James’s surname as her first name.

He put away his cane and asked little Swarth to help him create a few wrinkles so he would look more like a middle-aged or elderly person.

"Following the hunter's code, the prey is the hunter. Now let's go find our lovely investigator friend."

As he spoke, he did not hesitate to pierce half of his brain nerves with his tentacles. His whole body trembled instantly, and a neurotic smile appeared on his face.

In order to get closer to the investigator, Ria needs to first destroy her own memory and make Little Swarth lie dormant and not come out no matter what happens, waiting for the right time to help him restore his memory.

Even if something happens along the way, James will help solve it.

"..."

"What is this?" Ria, who had temporarily lost some of her memories, looked at the paper on the table, walked over, picked it up, and read it aloud with great emotion: "My name is Johnson Ria, and I am a poet who is very interested in the supernatural, but they do not believe in the existence of the supernatural and always think I am sick."

My family sent me to a mental hospital, but I escaped when they weren't looking. When I looked back, a huge golden-eyed creature had swallowed the hospital, and I was left homeless.

But I still love extraordinary beings; I want to find them and write poems for them.

"..."

"Is this my identity?" Lia picked up the paper in confusion, flipped it over and over, and finally subconsciously decided to accept this identity. Then she tore the paper off, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it.

"Now I have to go find extraordinary beings. I refuse to believe I can't find them."

With that, Ria quickly left the restaurant. Facing the bustling street, he felt a little lost for a moment, but he always remembered his mission. He looked around the street and even deliberately chose to walk in places with fewer people.

He actually found something; he saw two feet walking on the side of the road, just two feet, wearing nothing and with nothing on them.

"An extraordinary creature!" Ria's eyes lit up, and she rushed forward, but for some reason, the two legs ran faster than a rabbit after spotting Ria, and disappeared in a flash.

"Wait, I haven't taken any pictures yet!" Lia shouted as she chased after him, trying to take out a camera from her pocket, only to find that she only had a knife in her pocket.

The extraordinary creature he had finally found vanished immediately. Ria stood motionless, knife in hand. After hesitating for a few seconds, he could only put the knife away and continue searching for his target.

However, even after half a day of searching, he didn't find anything more. The only thing he got was the look of disbelief from passersby.

Oh, and he also found a cripple in a wheelchair lying on the roadside. This cripple called himself Ivand Charles.

Ria kindly helped him up in his wheelchair, intending to continue his search for the extraordinary creature, but the man stopped him, saying that as a token of his gratitude, he could help him search.

"May I ask why you're looking for extraordinary beings?" Ivand pulled out a pipe from his pocket, lit it, and a layer of white smoke rose from it.

"What are you doing?" Ria really didn't know why she was looking for them; she just felt she should, so she did it.

"What's your name?"

"Johnson Lee".

For some reason, Ria felt that after she said those words, Ivand was laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking.

"Let me tell you the easiest way to find extraordinary beings... Do you know the Order Association?"

"do not know."

"The Order Association is an organization specifically created to handle supernatural events. Their investigators are characterized by a badge consisting of two gears on their chest."

If you see them in a prominent place on the street, it's definitely because they've discovered traces related to the supernatural.

If you bring up clues about the extraordinary at this point, they'll be grateful. After that, it's up to you. If you perform well, they'll likely consider recruiting you into the Order Association.

(End of this chapter)