They all call me an Outer God.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. If you need water, you have to exchange it for something, right?

In exchange for knowledge, I can grant you anything you desire: water, food, weapons, beautiful women, and even extraordinary abilities.

People watched the well warily. Blair's eyes were icy: "Don't believe it. Extraordinary beings are all born evil, especially things of unknown origin like this—who knows what it's trying to do by bewitching you?"

You don't believe me? I came here to help you, what a heartless child!

So it spoke, and what it was saying now seemed to be only audible to Blaise.

However, Blay's words were quite convincing to everyone. In times of crisis, people always subconsciously entrust their lives to the strong. Now that Blay was the only superhuman here, he naturally became their source of support.

Moreover, Blair is absolutely right; the water shortage is caused by this well, and anyone who believes him based on his few words is utterly foolish.

The people around him looked cautiously at him. They agreed with Blay that such a well of unknown origin could not be trusted and therefore could not cause any trouble.

Blair looked at everyone and said, "Let's find out who still has food at home. We'll take stock of that food, eat it sparingly, and avoid causing a bigger disaster. Once the mayor makes contact with the outside world, we'll be saved."

"Won't he run away?"

"Don't worry, that guard is one of ours."

Bryce had a unique connection with everyone who had bought something from his shop, and he was certain that the guard would keep an eye on the mayor to prevent him from wandering off out of town.

People were finally relieved.

Now, they just need to wait patiently for the mayor to return. The steam car is fast, and the mayor should be back in less than a day.

As everyone began to joke and laugh with such expectations in mind, the well began to mock them, laughing at their naivety.

You will come begging me.

This is an affirmative sentence.

"Because you monopolize the market?"

Bry's expression was anything but pleasant. He stared casually at his fingers, meeting the gaze of an eye above him: "You plan to monopolize all the necessities people need, so that when they need something, they have to get it from you, or they'll die. Is that your intention?"

"You've already gone this far, why not go even further, like draining the water from their bodies and killing them completely? If you continued like this, a town would be wiped out in no time. Why don't you do that?"

"Because he needs us to live, this thing has ulterior motives."

One town resident chimed in: "The price of the exchange is knowledge. I've lived all these years and I've never heard of such an outrageous exchange."

"Let's just blow up this well to avoid any unforeseen problems."

"Agreed, blow it up, and our town might be able to return to normal."

The townspeople discussed it and eventually unanimously agreed to blow up the well. The task of carrying out the proposal was given to a few older, bearded miners who had professional explosives, although they didn't need to blast the mountain to deal with a well.

"I also have some explosives here, use these."

Fearing that blowing up the well would also destroy his grocery store, Blay offered to provide the explosives, and the well just sat there quietly, without any action.

You'd better think this through. If you destroy me, you'll never get back what you've lost. Your actions are nothing short of suicide.

"Hey, I've never been threatened like this before! The more you talk, the more excited I get!"

The miners placed explosives around the well, and just as they were about to light the fuse, Blair stopped them. "That well makes sense. We can't gamble with the consequences of destroying it. The most important thing is to wait for the mayor to return. If there's really no other way out, then it's not too late to blow it up."

“I have a way to block it.”

So people gave up on destroying the well. Many people waited and waited around the well, their thirst growing stronger, but the person they were waiting for never returned.

Seeing this, the well began its persuasive tactics again. Some people wavered, but out of caution, they still did not make a deal with it.

Still need to wait.

An hour, two hours, three hours passed... The sky brightened and then darkened again, and lights were lit in the shadows.

Finally, just when people were about to give up, the guards returned.

People were overjoyed and asked him how it went, but the guard was just trembling all over and walking in a very strange way.

His face was pale, his lips were chapped, and the moment he saw the well, he rushed over and hugged it tightly.

"Water, give me water!!!"

"Are you crazy?"

People tried to stop him, but he glared back fiercely. Now, this man was only concerned about the water in the well.

As soon as he uttered those words, those pitch-black tentacles surged out of the well.

I prefer to do business with smart people.

How can I get water!?

[Don't rush, just think of the transaction as a simple game. I will ask you a question, and you can ask me a question. We both have to answer each other's questions. If either of us can't answer, we have to give the other everything they want.]

"Could I have some water?"

Yes, but only after you answer my question.

That's already one question. Now it's my turn to ask... Don't worry, I'm quite merciful. Whether you answer it or not, I'll give you what you want.

With a few "gurgling" sounds, the tentacles intensified their wriggling, slowly reaching out to the guard on the ground and affectionately entwining him, as if the two were the sweetest lovers.

There is a creature that has four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and only three legs in the evening. What is this creature?

"A person, it's a person!!!" The guard's eyes lit up. He had seen this kind of question in a book before, so he could easily answer the correct question. At this moment, the tentacles slowly loosened.

You answered correctly; the answer is a person.

Humans crawl on all fours at birth, then use two legs after learning to walk, and finally use canes in old age due to leg and foot problems.

Bly looked at his cane and felt a sense of offense.

The deal was done, and as payment, the guard received a bowl of water. He quickly took the bowl and drank the spring water in large gulps, feeling the coolness in his mouth and throat. He had never tasted water so delicious as he had ever done so.

The crowd was stunned. They hadn't expected the well to give them what they wanted after asking such a simple question. Judging from this, perhaps it wasn't such a malevolent supernatural being after all…

(End of this chapter)