They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 219 You're Not a Monster
"It doesn't hurt, it's okay... Don't cry, the wounds of superhuman beings can be pieced together and healed, you'll recover soon."

Ria was afraid it would feel uncomfortable; if she hadn't hesitated, it wouldn't have had to suffer like this.

The pain of losing a tentacle is no different from losing a hand; in Ria's eyes, they are equal. At this moment, he seems to understand the actions of those investigators.

"Goo-"

Little Swarth collapsed, watching as Ria pressed its tentacles back into place, while new, tiny tentacles sprouted from its wound, grasping the severed body and reconnecting them.

Soon, its wounds were almost completely healed, and its tentacles were intact. But judging from Ria's current attitude, Little Swarth seemed to have seen a ghost with his own eyes.

Hearing Ria's voice, the rabbit on a nearby rooftop cried out even more pitifully, "I'm the one in pain! That monster won't be hurt even if it's turned into mincemeat, and you're still comforting it... comforting my ass!!!"

"I get it now, you're a lunatic! Ouch! That hurts so much!!!"

"It hurts so much!!!!"

Ignoring the rabbit's words, Ria reached out and touched the whiskers.

"Are you called Swarth?"

"Goo!"

"Have we known each other before?"

"Goo."

"Then I must have liked you a lot before, otherwise you wouldn't have been hiding on me all this time and sticking to me like that."

"Goo." No matter what the host said, Little Swarth would just "goo".

Ria could probably guess why she was afraid of it. If they had known each other before, their first meeting must have left an indelible mark on her past self.

Later, their relationship gradually improved. Ria didn't know how her past self viewed Swarth, but he must have liked it.

If he didn't like it, then Schwarz's injury and the consciousness from the past wouldn't have appeared so suddenly to blame the rabbit.

"I guess you're like a friend to me."

He originally wanted to say "children," but then he realized something seemed off.

Although Ria had long since discovered that his beard was fake and that he was too old to have children.

Moreover, saying this to a monster is really too strange, so their relationship must be—best friends.

Little Swarth: "..."

It can't even gurgle anymore.

Sure enough, the host was the same before and after losing his memory. Heartbroken, it stretched out its tentacles and hugged Ria tightly, climbing onto his shoulder and wrapping its arms around his neck like a mollusk.

Lia also made time to step on the uneven bricks to go up to the roof to check on the rabbits.

The rabbit was struggling so much that the ground was covered in blood.

A dagger was stuck in his eye socket, and his limbs were kicking wildly in the air like a real rabbit. When he heard Ria approaching, he struggled even more.

"Why didn't you tell me you were a polluter too? Why didn't the commander tell us this beforehand? Does he not need us anymore?!"

"Doesn't the circus leader want the little rabbit anymore? He clearly said I was his favorite animal in the circus."

"He probably prefers real rabbits."

"No, I am a real rabbit! Look, look at me, I am a real rabbit, and I can even croak."

Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp! Look at me! I don't look like a real rabbit anymore!
"I have rabbit teeth, I have rabbit skin, I have rabbit fur, I have rabbit blood in my veins, how can you prove I don't look like a real rabbit!?"

Ria looked at him with some pity: "You're not a rabbit, you're a human."

"I don't want to be human. The commander said humans are the cheapest thing!"

"But no matter how you change, you will never be a real rabbit, just like your companions, who can never be real bears and octopuses. Such vile people who only satisfy their own twisted hobbies do not deserve to be your family. Right now, the one who deserves to die the most is your leader."

Although I despise you because you hurt Swarth, I will not kill you, nor will I go to the trouble of doing so.

The rabbit listened to him and said, "Do you consider that pile of disgusting stuff as family?"

"It's not disgusting."

"Hahahaha... We're all the same. I can't understand you, and you can't understand the rabbit either."

But I'm in so much pain right now. The things you just said to the monster, no one has ever said to me before.

No one has ever comforted me. Even if I'm as cute as a rabbit, no one has ever properly praised me. I'm so envious of that monster. Why can't I be praised?

Tell me, what did I do wrong? Where am I inferior to a bear or an octopus?

"You don't, you're already very good."

As Lia spoke, she crouched down and patted the child's hair.

"You have the agility and cleverness of a rabbit, but you've always been in the circus. Have you ever seen a real rabbit?"

"A real rabbit?"

The rabbit was taken aback: "Aren't I a real rabbit?"

As he was wondering, something warm and furry was suddenly stuffed into his arms.

The thing could move, and it was incredibly soft to the touch. It had agile limbs and strong, powerful hind legs. When being petted, it would rub its whiskered face against the rabbit's face.

"what is this?"

"The rabbit asked."

"It's a real rabbit. Do you still think you look a lot like it?"

"..."

A real rabbit.

The rabbit didn't answer; he just hugged the creature in his arms tightly, as if it were his whole world.

Then he remained motionless, as if unaware that a hand had cut open his stomach and taken away the money and a bloodstained playing card.

The people around the rabbit left, leaving only a furry creature quietly keeping it company.

……

“The hunter of meme nine?” Ria picked up the meme card, wiped it clean, observed it for a moment, and then put it into Little Swarth’s throat.

His brain nerves are slowly recovering, which is why Ria suddenly regained her memories. To be honest, this experience was terrible.

Recovery now would be detrimental to the evolution of memes, indicating that some nerves somewhere are not completely destroyed.

"Try again, Schwarz. After that, you collect the meme cards yourself. Also, don't let them die. It'll be troublesome if they die and become supernatural beings."

"Ow!"

Little Swarth nodded, while Ria cleaned her hands and tidied up her disguise.

"That so-called circus is nothing but a horrific scam. The clown was probably being used by the people inside to get close to the nobles."

Haha, besides the illustrious nobles, who else can enjoy such a novel and innovative circus performance?

And what's with all this talk about family? If that group leader had the chance, he should try seeing his entire family turn against him; that would be quite a spectacle.

With that, Ria adjusted the brim of her hat and left the spot.

(End of this chapter)