They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 387 What is your purpose?

Their guns even have their own names and identities; bounty hunters regard their weapons as important family members or lovers.

For example, a passenger sitting in front of Ria kept calling his gun "Mom".

"My mother will kill you all." That's how the passenger ran out of the carriage with his "mother".

Then another person, accompanied by his "father," pointed at everyone he saw. As soon as they stepped out of the carriage, they were tackled by investigators and taken to the relevant departments for questioning.

"Maybe I should give my gun a name."

Lia fell into deep thought. He had actually collected and purchased many types of guns. It would be too much trouble to name them all, especially since naming was not something he was good at.

So Ria had no choice but to give up on naming the car. Just as she put on her hat and was about to go out, a dark figure rushed to the carriage door and squeezed through a group of strong bounty hunters.

The person was Alice. Knowing that she was about to get off the train, she had changed out of her flight attendant uniform and put on thick glasses. She dressed casually and had a textbook titled "Advanced Mathematics" tucked under her arm.

If Ria hadn't witnessed her previous actions and known that she was going to put on an act, it would have been hard to imagine that the two people were the same person.

She now looks like a female student, which is more in line with her title of "Wise Witch".

From the direction of the restroom, a man limped out, clutching his buttocks. His eyes were unfocused, and his face was flushed, as if he had just discovered a new world.

Is this what human diversity is all about?

Ria sighed, then gestured for Little Swarth to slip through the seam of his wrist and into his flesh, taking it with him as he left.

"Welcome to the Imperial Capital, Cranbea!"

As soon as she stepped out of the train car, Lia saw the sign inside the station, along with a huge, well-lit skylight and a sun statue that shone brightly in the sunlight.

The sun is the totem of Endernes. The Radiant Sun statue, carved in the most prominent place, not only has a special religious meaning, but also means "the sun will never set". Endernes is also known as the "Empire on which the sun never sets".

Lia walked slowly to the front of the sun statue, and could even see a trace of divinity in it.

"Praise be to our great Lord, whose glory is still dazzling and whose power is still overwhelming. No one can look directly at you. We will be forever bathed in your light, and all the land that is illuminated will be your heavenly kingdom."

"Praise the sun."

After saying this, he placed one hand on his chest, bowed his head to the sun, and then raised his eyes while still bowing his head. The brim of his hat cast a shadow on him, allowing the young man to look directly at its radiance.

“I can’t wait to find colleagues, and I believe you will support us in having some harmonious and friendly interactions to maintain a balance in our subordinate relationships.”

"Lord, please bless me with good luck."

After saying this, Ria lowered his hand, took out a Schwarz from his pocket, placed it under the statue of the sun god, and then walked away.

His actions did not arouse suspicion among the nearby people, because believing in the sun is a normal thing, and praying to the sun is a normal thing. Only those who do not do this are considered heretics.

The Rising Sun statue in Clembea Station is made of rare metals and crafted by the most famous designers and craftsmen. Its intricacy and detail are outrageous, with every line, flame and halo made using the finest techniques.

When it receives light, a seven-colored halo with twenty-four lines of varying lengths will even appear on the ground.

It has become a major symbol of Cranbea. Whenever believers see this scene as soon as they get off the train, they have the illusion that they have already ascended to heaven on the train to heaven.

All citizens love the sun, and its brilliance has remained constant over the past few months.

As for why it was a few months, and not decades or even longer, it's certainly not because the statue was only built a few months ago.

Four months ago, an anonymous performance artist said he loved the sun too much, then poured a bucket of excrement directly onto the statue, and no passerby was spared.

The scene was extremely chaotic. Excrement covered the ceiling, the floor, people, and statues. People were frantically running for their lives, and the train derailed and crashed into the crowd.

No one knew why the car had derailed to such an extent, but countless people were killed or injured at the scene. Only the artist remained, standing atop the Rising Sun statue, clapping for the crowd.

After clapping, he ran away, causing widespread panic. Everyone was furious and said they would catch him, cut him into a thousand pieces, hang him, and then sun-dry him alive into jerky.

In fact, they did manage to catch that person, and then they did just that.

When the crowd asked the artist before he died why he did what he did, the artist gave a mysterious smile.

"Because of art."

Art is difficult to understand; anything seems to be forcibly interpreted as art, but people clearly don't accept this notion.

From that day on, Cranbea banned performance artists from entering the city.

[Performance artists and Hephaestus are not allowed inside]

A direct hanging that combines both methods.

Of course, since that day, cleaning inside the station has become more frequent, and now keeping it clean is basically no problem.

Similar things happened in churches throughout the region, and Clembea was not the most unfortunate one, which was perhaps a consolation in itself.

Lia successfully passed the inspection using her own methods and arrived outside the station. The weather was fine today, with not much fog pollution.

"The snakes that escaped the palace could appear anywhere, which is quite troublesome. It would be quite difficult to collect them all."

Lia stood still, and in a moment, he suddenly realized that the sky had darkened and time around him had stopped flowing.

A ladybug hovered not far from him, seemingly wanting to use his clothes as a landing spot, but instead remained motionless in mid-air, maintaining a flying posture.

The people on the street were dressed in finery, each holding their own airs high and mighty, but now that they were paused, they looked like puppets.

Lia looked up and saw a huge bird's head in the sky.

To be precise, it was a bird-beak mask.

"Hello, Disorderly One Ria Kercha, welcome to Cranbea, our headquarters. If you need a rest or any other service, the Guardian's doors are always open for you."

"Nice to meet you, and you are..."

"Look at my memory! I am Danio Corentis, a member of the Health and Wellness Committee of the Keepers of the Secrets, responsible for managing the conduct of the plague doctors. You are welcome to provide feedback and report on the behavior of your own plague doctors at any time."

So, dear patient, do you have any complaints about your doctor, James Johnson?

The top doctor spoke thus, his manners were impeccable, no different from those of a nobleman.

"No, in fact, sir, he is an excellent plague doctor, and you should raise his salary."

"You actually think so highly of him?"

"Of course, James is the best doctor I have ever seen. He truly deserves the title of 'Best Epidemic Doctor,' so if this award still exists, please continue to award it to him and praise him for his hard work."

Danio was moved by Ria's words and nodded: "I will. He deserves such high praise from the Meme 4 patient." Ria smiled: "That's wonderful, sir. By the way, I will manage and distribute James' funds. You can just hand over those things to me."

Danio was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh: "A black marketeer, as expected of a black marketeer."

"If someone else had made this request, I might have killed them on the spot, but since it was you who made it, then... no problem at all."

What appears here now is merely a projection. What you desire will appear before you at the appropriate time; there is no need to rush.

Furthermore, regarding the World Serpent, my advice is not to investigate it further. Of course, if you insist, I have some information I can share; would you like it?

"So you mean I need to exchange something for it?"

"After all, you should understand the principle of equivalent exchange better than anyone else."

Ria understood the concept of "unequal exchange," but that was irrelevant; the important thing was what this committee member wanted.

Please state your conditions.

"I need your promise."

"promise?"

"You need to promise that you will never kill the one on the throne, that's all you need to promise."

"You can't kill the person on the throne?" Ria hadn't originally intended to kill the king, so he nodded in agreement after a brief moment of thought. This time, Denio's voice was even gentler.

The transaction is established.

As Ria wished, he would provide Ria with the information she needed—information about the World Serpent.

“There is a famous mountain in Endeles called Gekkoso.”

Ria: "I know that."

"The Gekkoso Mountains are a spectacle formed by various natural reactions of the head and neck of the world serpent exposed on the ground. It is asleep, and its blood has been drained."

This news surprised Ria. He couldn't help but recall the view of Gekkoso he had seen from the air before, which looked like a giant human face.

If what Danio said is true, then that thing is... the World Serpent?

"His size was so large that he could encircle the world, and he was also the totem of Enderus."

The Radiant Sun later replaced His faith. Countless lives were lost in the war, but the World Serpent revived everyone with its own blood.

However, His blood easily attracts the extraordinary, even when converted into ordinary blood, allowing the Plague Knights, followers of the Radiant Sun, to better spread the contamination.

Of course, there is also a small number of people whose blood has mutated. These people possess pure cursed blood, which attracts not only the extraordinary, but also the consciousness of the World Serpent.

The purpose of the radiant sun is purification. It is an enemy of the world serpent, so how could it have any pity for those who have died and been resurrected with serpent blood?
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The king, who carries the cursed blood, has now become one of our hopes. Under no circumstances should we kill the one on the throne.

Ria suddenly understood what Danio meant; he probably thought he intended to hunt royal offspring, and also King Wilton.

But this is an overreaction; Ria's goal is not to kill them, but to capture them alive.

"The person on the throne cannot be killed, but others can?"

He was a little curious.

Daniel's answer was even more unexpected.

"Royal offspring who cannot ascend the throne are nothing but discarded goods. They are born unfortunate, and death may be the best relief for them."

"If they heard these words, they would be so heartbroken."

Ria sighed, then watched as Denio fell silent, his figure fading further and further away.

Dennis: "Personal emotions are irrelevant in the face of the big picture."

After saying this, he disappeared completely, and time resumed its flow around him.

Before the ladybug could even land completely on Ria, it was swiftly captured by an antenna, while the people around continued to walk through the streets with their haughty demeanor.

"Personal emotions are irrelevant? Perhaps that person simply lacks the ability to influence the overall situation."

If two people are playing chess and one of them angrily overturns the chessboard, that's probably not a trivial matter.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. He realized it was still early, and if he searched for the extraordinary creatures one by one, he might be able to finish searching before evening.

Walking into a secluded, deserted alley, Ria took off her hat, and instantly a swarm of gray-haired rats fell out.

The rats stared at him with their dark eyes. Ria instructed them to search for any suspicious creatures, and of course, they could also hand over any money they found on the road to him for him to process.

"Squeak-"

The rats, upon receiving the order, immediately dispersed and headed to various areas of Cranbea. To make things even more efficient, he also released a flock of pigeons.

Little Swarth didn't understand why his host wouldn't let him go, and was a little sullen, but Ria said, "You have an even more important task ahead of you."

"Goo?"

"Let's go get something to eat. After such a long steam train ride to a new city, shouldn't the most important thing after getting off the train be to eat?"

"Goo!"

Little Swarth immediately perked up his ears, feeling that his host was right; eating was the most important thing, and nothing was more important than eating.

Then it slipped into Ria's shadow and followed its host. Along the way, Ria spotted a lone bounty hunter.

Their attire was very cowboy-style, making them easily recognizable in Cranbea, a city with a high level of economic development and many wealthy people.

The man had a revolver tucked into his waistband, wore a wide red scarf, a cowboy hat, a dark blue undershirt, a leather vest over which he wore a long coat, which he did not wear but used as a cape.

He was hungry and looking for food, but soon he realized that someone was following him.

"Who are you? What's your purpose?!"

Upon noticing Ria behind him, the man quickly turned around and drew his gun in one fluid motion, but lowered it after seeing Ria's attire.

"Are you a businessman? I don't buy products or manage finances, stay away from me."

(End of this chapter)