They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 235 New Employees

“This is a gift from my Lord. I should thank Him for His mercy. He Himself represents wealth and money. I will definitely become richer in the future.”

Lenzar stared at the mask in his hand, perhaps because the amount of wealth he had lost was so enormous that it had almost caused him to detach himself from the effects of the pollution.

At this moment, two extreme voices were arguing in the man's mind, and taking advantage of this opportunity, several short knives attacked him again, but the sharp blades were blocked by the tentacles.

"Crack!"

Ria dodged Bucklowe's sudden sneak attack, her body dissipating into several playing cards that landed on the table.

The next second, he appeared behind Bucklove and reached out to grab his neck, but all he grabbed was a doll.

The doll, dressed in Barclay's clothes, suddenly rotated its head 180 degrees and opened its mouth, laughing maniacally at Ria, its mouth already stuffed with bombs.

The red numbers on the bomb kept jumping around—

“5”、“4”、“3”、“1”、“0”

This thing skipped "2" and was about to detonate. In a short time, Ria thought of everyone present. If he threw this thing away, he could escape the scene.

Patients who look like animals, animal trainers, circus ringmasters, Ivand—none of it matters to him. In a crisis, it's clear that his own life is the most important thing.

People are inherently selfish; even if the bomb didn't kill them, Ria shouldn't have chosen to get hurt.

But he had other concerns.

"I can't run away."

At that moment, Ria made a very bold decision.

Tentacles sprouted from his body, dragging the bomb into his body. The outer tentacles gradually contracted and closed, making him look like a complete black cocoon, which was about to break open and reveal something extraordinary.

"Ria!!!"

At that moment, Ivand in the audience suddenly grabbed his wheel, bracing himself against the metal eye as he tried to get up, but he was already surrounded by spiderweb-like black threads.

They blocked and protected everyone in an instant. When a deafening explosion came from the black cocoon in the center, these thread-like substances were gradually blown away by the blast wave.

The threads even sheltered the animals and trainers on the stage, but not Barclay.

The two of them were the closest to the explosion. Only after the smoke from the explosion had completely dissipated did people realize that the black cocoon and tentacles were long gone.

The fog slowly dissipated.

On the ground, a creature that was not quite human-shaped struggled to get up, but after several attempts, it could only give up in despair.

The creature was trying to find its missing organs and limbs. Parasite-like substances crawled all over its body, searching for the scattered parts. There was not a single part of its body that was intact.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts...it's so cold."

"Why is it so cold today?"

The creature struggled to gather itself together with its tentacles, crawled into a corner and curled up, while the audience below stared wide-eyed.

"Is this the same patient from earlier?"

"He was directly exposed to the explosion and still survived."

"Contamination sickness is disgusting, really." People whispered among themselves, when suddenly someone shouted, "Shut up! He became like this to save us, what right do you have to criticize him?!"

The speaker was Lenzar, and at that moment, the last doubts in his mind vanished.

“You all know what disgusting people you are. You are the ones who deserve to die, but that patient took the bomb himself to protect you. He could have thrown the bomb at us, but he didn’t!”

“You are the beasts who are even worse than patients with pollution disease, the scum who are dirtier than anything else.”

"I think you've been tricked into being stupid, haven't you?" someone scoffed. They were just there to watch the show; what did other people's lives or deaths have to do with them?

"Yes, I'm stupid, I'll fight you to the death!"

As he spoke, Renzar angrily lunged at the person who was gossiping without understanding the situation, punching him repeatedly in the face until his mask cracked.

"Crack!"

The upward-sloping clown mask finally developed a crack.

On stage, Ria tried to huddle in a corner to keep warm. It was the first time he had ever experienced such a loss of vitality, and all his physiological functions had been reduced to their lowest level.

The tentacles cautiously reached out to search for the scattered remains, while at that moment, Ria slowly reached into her chest and tremblingly pulled out a playing card with a gear and top hat pattern on the back.

"guard……"

He saw the unscrupulous businessman in front of him laughing freely, and he also saw a shield symbol appear in the upper right corner of the card behind him.

"As expected, I knew this kind of performance would work. I'm glad I made that choice just now. But I'm really tired now, and... cold."

Lia struggled to open his eyes, but his monocle was gone. The golden eyes on his body revealed many clown faces, all mocking his misfortune and wretchedness.

It's as if he's the clown who made a mistake on stage.

"Now we just need to wait for his injuries to heal slowly. The explosion just now probably injured Bucklow quite badly."

Ria trembled as he tried to hide the meme cards. He decided to stuff them into his heart; after all, he could live no matter what, and having a foreign object there wouldn't make a difference.

He tried several times, but the next second, he suddenly felt a strong force pulling his arm and yanking him out of his chest. Then, this force snatched the meme card from his hand without any resistance.

The golden eyes turned and saw a person who should not have been standing there, completely unharmed.

The man, wearing a clown mask and a purple robe, smiled and waved the meme card in his hand when he saw Ria looking at him.

"So fast, he's already at meme level six! Congratulations! Audience, let's all congratulate our magician on his meme advancement!"

"Congratulations!!!"

The audience below the stage became instantly excited upon hearing Bucklove's voice. They all stood up and clapped so loudly that it seemed as if the ground was shaking.

They had always known that Bucklove was toying with the patient; given his strength, it was impossible for the two to fight for so long without a clear winner.

The troupe leader's performances are always spectacular; everyone who has seen a circus performance has never said anything bad about it.

"Did you hear that, my new employee? All these voices are praising you. I must say, your potential has exceeded my expectations, which is why I felt it necessary to come and meet you in advance."

"Then tell me if you're interested in joining us. If you are, believe me, money will no longer be a problem for you."

(End of this chapter)