They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 32 Disorder is Me
"What do you think our job is, playing house with supernatural beings? No, we're facing threats that are far more terrifying than that."

Seeing that Ria looked like he had lost his mind, some people lost interest in torturing him any further.

"The more expensive the investment, the more expensive the return. The Dream Lamp... no, the Dream Coal Lamp is such an existence. It can influence everyone in a building, making them gradually lose sight of reality and illusion, and ultimately get lost."

In the end, those people could only wander helplessly like moths in the dark, rushing towards any light they found, until they were burned to ashes.

Angela and Mrs. Ster stood motionless on either side, while the crowd of onlookers had already been sent away by the priest.

Ria was bound to the cross in chains, silently awaiting judgment and her end like a sacrifice.

He stared blankly at the sky, then suddenly smiled. The investigator beside him assumed he had accepted his fate, unaware that Ria's laughter held a deeper meaning.

"why are you laughing?"

"I just find it laughable that you're all celebrating too soon in this place?"

Lia was silent for a moment, then tilted her head slightly.

He also wanted to thank James for the medicine he drank; it had to be said that the bottle of medicine was practically made for the current situation.

He has never been so clear-headed before.

"Gentlemen, give me the honor of telling you a few secrets."

One,

I have never considered this world to be real. I do not belong here. You are all just figments of my imagination. Everything here is fake.

I don't trust anyone.

Secondly,
What do you think "interest" is? I'm a black market merchant, a heartless businessman. My identity card has a certain influence on my way of thinking. I would never do anything without extra interest.

For example…

With faith as interest.

He drew out his words, and in that brief moment, Angela and Mrs. Ster, who had been staring blankly, suddenly rushed over and slammed into the investigator holding the antibacterial medicine, quickly grabbing the identification tag and handing it to Ria.

Little Swarth quickly took the thing into his mouth and swallowed it down his throat.

The entire sequence of movements was completed very quickly and smoothly.

So-called faith is sometimes an impractical and abstract thing; it comes from one level worshipping another.

When he had nothing to do, he liked to collect religious items. For example, when Angena asked him to buy books or Mrs. Ster asked him to buy salt, he would charge some religious items as profit from the items he handled.

The investigators didn't seem to know much about this, which suggests that the other disorderly individuals who drew the "Black Marketer" card did not possess this ability.

Even if they can monitor Ria and James, how much can they monitor? If it's 24/7 without rest, then he has nothing to say.

Moreover, given how much James cherished the bookstore, he didn't believe the investigators would be able to spy on it without restraint.

“Listen, friends, it’s not our intention to get sick, but it makes me very sad that you’re going to such lengths to deal with us.”

Ria sighed heavily: "That was the only chance you had to get rid of me, and you didn't cherish it. Now I'm going to call for help."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

Suddenly, the cawing of hundreds and thousands of crows came from all directions, so loud and shrill that it made people's eardrums bleed and their eyes widen in horror.

The street was deserted, but a closer look revealed a faint shadowy figure. The figure seemed to be moving slowly from one end of the street to the other, but in reality, it was like a ghost, arriving at this end in an instant.

The shadow was entirely black, wearing a bird-beak mask and a small top hat no bigger than the palm of your hand, with the mask's lenses gleaming with a blood-red light.

Wherever he went, oppression arose, making it hard to breathe even for a single glance.

……

Rewind to a few hours earlier—

"I've made the medicine you requested. You can drink it while your mind is calm these next few days."

"Then my illness will get better?" "No, it can only stabilize your mind so that it doesn't collapse and worsen your condition instantly."

Why did I suddenly break down?

Ria felt completely bewildered.

James paused for a moment, then chuckled.

"Yes, of course you won't. I paid such a high price before and could only see a slight change in your expression. I can't even imagine what you would look like if you collapsed instantly."

But you should always be prepared for the worst, Kelcha.

After drinking this potion, you will become even more cold-blooded than usual... Hehe, just take this as a compliment. You should make good use of this 'cold-bloodedness' to portray the image that some people want to see.

To be honest, who is more cold-blooded and ruthless than you 'capitalists'?
The identity card needs to be acted out, and no one can do it better than you. In fact, under the influence of the potion, you can perform at the highest level.

To be honest, Kercha, no one will know what we're saying now, but it won't last long—

We're being watched.

They are members of the Order Association.

After a moment's thought, Ria picked up the test tube, pulled out the cork, and poured the red solution into his mouth.

The solution tasted bitter and was not palatable, but after drinking it, Ria did feel that the knots in her brain had disappeared considerably, and she became more rational in her thinking.

He lowered his head and said softly, "I'm not surprised."

"How could a group of ordinary people just abandon an extraordinary item and leave? It's likely that the extraordinary item has already become part of my life unintentionally."

After saying that, he tossed the empty test tube to James.

"now it's right."

James took the test tube back and destroyed it with some unknown force.

"So you staged the breaking of the church's firelight, making people think you were starting to go insane, so they kicked you out, and then tipped off the investigators."

"That's right. Given how unreliable that group is, I can even imagine what they reported."

They would say—

The time is almost ripe; it's time to close the net.

Then, they started targeting the people I was closest to.

An outdated and stale method.

……

The time rewind has ended.

The bird-beaked doctor stood before everyone, spreading his hands and bowing slightly. Above, a flock of crows flew across the sky, as if holding a celebratory ceremony.

These crows had been perched on the branches watching over Ria the moment he climbed out of his grave.

At this moment, the cawing of crows was incessant, like the horns of hell coming to reap death.

"A theatrical performance needs a climax, but it also needs an ending. Thank you all for your hard work; each of you gave a wonderful performance."

Especially you, Kelcha.

The bird-beaked doctor was overjoyed.

"Let me look forward to seeing how you will play your final role in this situation, and let these people of order experience what 'disorder' really means."

"At this very moment, you are truly out of control!"

(End of this chapter)