They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 24 Speculation
He seemed quite pleased with his illusion performance.

"With just a small portion of your body tissue and a little catalysis, you can achieve that explosive effect that just now. That's why I say you have a lot of potential. If we could catalyze your entire being..."

Wow, this is definitely something that will go down in history.

Don't you want to take a look?

"I don't want to," Lia said calmly, her hands in her pockets.

"Awooo!" At that moment, Little Swarth once again revealed his face from the surface of Ria's skin, staring fiercely at James, his golden pupils shrinking to pinpoints in a very short time.

At this moment, it grinned, and the long tubes in its throat rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound like the tail of a rattlesnake.

It's clearly a warning.

This sight made James laugh.

"Your little brat is quite protective of you, but you'd better watch out, one day it might show its true colors and bite you to death."

Instead of worrying about that, you should focus on the current situation.

Lia took her hand out of her pocket and opened her palm in front of the bird-beaked doctor. A bronze coin, still warm from her body, lay quietly in her palm.

"The Battantuza coin?" James turned his gaze to it. "What are you planning to do with it?"

"I want to figure something out."

As she said this, Ria gripped the coin and tossed it upwards, catching it with the back of her hand the instant it fell, then covering it with the palm of her other hand, making it impossible to tell whether the coin was heads or tails.

“Coin, tell me, was the mysterious item that helped you find me not taken away by anyone, and is it still in Winstown?”

After saying this, Ria took a deep breath and slowly moved her hand away, revealing the mysterious item on the back of her hand.

front.

The answer is "correct".

Another mysterious item does exist.

As a victim of an equivalent exchange, Ria lost an eyeball in her shoulder.

He clutched his shoulder, his body stiffening for a moment, before finally managing a genuine smile and a few laughs.

"Hahaha……"

"I knew it."

It is known that the Battantusa coin is used to determine whether an answer is true or false, at the cost of an organ.

As a result, the investigator died without his bones, and the church used the most improper method to secretly capture him and bury him in a wooden coffin.

Additional condition—Several investigators rushed to the scene, disposed of the fake body, and took away the remains of their companion.

Based on the above deductions, Ria can deduce that the deceased investigator was reckless and impulsive, and was someone who disliked contact with colleagues within the Order Association.

Initially, he arrived here before everyone else, believing that he could successfully defeat Ria with just a few mysterious items, which earned him the praise of some people.

These mysterious items could include Batantusa coins or the blue potion used on diseased remains, but the key element is not one of them, but another mysterious item.

The investigators needed to give instructions to the church after finding Ria's location, but after the bones were removed, he wouldn't be able to speak even if he lived for a few more minutes.

Once a lump of flesh and flesh encasing internal organs loses its support and falls heavily to the ground, what can it possibly do?
—It can't do anything.

"It was a mysterious object that helped him, that gave him a brief period of survival, allowing 'me' to be found by the church."

Moreover, judging from the fact that neither Mrs. Ster nor Angela noticed anything unusual, it was 'I' who voluntarily walked out of the room a few days ago and fell into the enemy's trap.

This was almost impossible for "me," who was withdrawn and disliked socializing. "A turtle won't leave its shell on its own, and the original body wouldn't easily leave its filthy, moldy house."

Leaving means certain death.

Something has cast an illusion on 'me'!

As if he had discovered an incredible treasure, Ria hammered his hand, his interest growing ever stronger.

James watched as his patient suddenly became agitated while standing, completely unable to fathom his thought process.

"You just mentioned 'illusion,' so you think the mysterious abandoned object is something that can cause hallucinations?"

"It's not that I think it is, it definitely is."

"How can you be so sure?" James also perked up a bit.

"If they are mysterious items related to illusions, they are in the 'Mysterious Items Compendium' that you bought from me back then, and I even marked them out."

It's very obvious; you can see it as soon as you flip through it.

You don't need to worry about the information below being false; I remember there were a few paragraphs that were quite credible.

Are you sure you can believe this?

"Of course, I guarantee it with my personal charm."

"I don't believe in your personal charm."

Despite saying that, Ria quickly said goodbye to James and returned to her residence.

Mrs. Sterling and Angela had gone to church and hadn't returned home yet, and Ria's own upbringing wouldn't allow him to easily do something like trespassing into someone else's house.

With nothing else to do, he went back to his room, cleaned the floor, filled little Schwarz's stomach with black bread, and wrote down dozens of math problems for Angela on paper.

Since she... her younger brother loves reading, he naturally can't resist the charm of mathematics.

The crown woven with numbers has remained silent on the throne, waiting for someone to climb the steps and take it down. The scholar, draped in a cloak of wisdom and wielding a scepter, will eventually be crowned king.

"Thinking about it this way, a few dozen might not be enough... I should write more until Angela comes back."

The room was dimly lit. As Ria wrote, she suddenly put down the quill pen she had made from a small Swarth feather and began looking for a candle.

There was only one candle left in the storage cabinet, and next to it was a kerosene lamp.

This thing mainly uses kerosene as fuel, is made of transparent glass, and is shaped like a gourd with a big belly but no waist. It has a lamp head that looks like an open-mouthed toad on top, and a hole is drilled on each side. Iron wire is passed through the holes to form an iron handle.

To be honest, Ria was very interested in this stuff. He had always wanted to use a kerosene lamp for lighting instead of candles, but unfortunately, he couldn't find a single drop of kerosene anywhere in the house.

Poverty is truly deadly.

Lia sighed silently and decided to go out later to buy kerosene and candles. He could only light the last candle to make do for now.

"Hmm, matches, matches...where are the matches?"

He searched everywhere for the matchbox, and when he finally found it, he discovered it was empty.

Perhaps the last match he casually used was the last one in the house.

Finally, Ria couldn't take it anymore and tore off a piece of paper, starting to write down the things that were missing from the house that needed to be bought and the things that needed to be saved up for. He wrote a lot, and the dense handwriting made little Swarth peek out to look at it.

Ow.

It found that it couldn't understand it.

(End of this chapter)