They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 48 Three-Day Countdown Under Divination

"I don't know much about this, let me explain in detail."

Ria handed the other person a Schwarz, and the other person's eyes lit up immediately.

"I'm a very principled person. Remember, this isn't about money; it's about being colleagues."

As Steyr spoke, he put the coins on the table into his pocket and stated Ria's identity directly.

“You black market merchants are rich, but you are the most generous black market merchant I have ever met. Others are stingy to death. Taking their money is more serious than taking their lives.”

Listen carefully, um…

“Ria Kercha”.

"Oh! My name is Steyr Dunmoch!"
Listen up, Kelcha, our first meme is the main meme, and all the memes that follow are just byproducts, or adjectives.

For example, right now, you can call me: a half-idiot prophet. As for why I'm "half"... it's because I haven't been recognized by the idiot meme yet, so I haven't truly succeeded in my interpretation.

As he spoke, Steyer noticed that Ria's gaze was becoming increasingly strange, so he quickly explained, "Don't be prejudiced against it just because you hear 'idiot.' The earlier you perform this meme, the easier it is. If you wait until it's meme one, almost no one can perform it successfully. It's a rather special meme."

How special is it? You'd be hard-pressed to find someone outside whose primary meme is "idiot."

"Isn't the main model an idiot because he's an idiot certified by the extraordinary?!" Ria was quite interested in this.

"Your starting point is really interesting! I feel much better now."

That's right, no matter how much I act like an idiot, it's just one of the paramemes. My essence is still a great prophet, but if the main meme is an idiot, no matter how much I act like a parameme, I'm still an idiot!

Steyr burst into laughter, his opinion of Ria improved considerably, and then he tried to persuade Ria to designate the next meme as an idiot.

Ria turned to look at the brass band performing in the distance. They had successfully finished playing one piece and were about to try a new one: "You know, the essence of performing is having that potential yourself, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain."

"I feel like you're indirectly insulting me."

"No, you're overthinking it." Ria coughed lightly, covering her mouth.

“I’m not in a hurry to find a second meme right now. I think our advancement requires consolidating the original meme, then performing it, and finally the new meme will be recognized by the supernatural. So I still need to work hard to make money.”

“You’re right. A black marketeer with no money is like a priest who goes around preaching without clothes on. And you’re the third colleague I’ve met here.”

"Which two are there?"

"let me see."

Steyer held up two fingers: "First, my personal physician, Gro, but he recently ran away because I drove him away."

Gro said that being mentally ill is incurable and that he has no way to cure it. He also said that he made a mistake by choosing this profession and has now decided to abandon medicine and become a bard and composer. However, I don't think he will achieve great things and will eventually have to come back and clean up my mess.

The second "werewolf," Sun Above! She's a rare wild beauty; I can feel her wolfish nature in every move she makes. Believe me, no man can resist her allure. Who could resist a furry wolf like that…”

“Wait—” Ria interrupted him.

"Was what you saw really a person? Memes can even alter the species of other people?"

"I'm not sure about that. I only saw her once and I was completely captivated by her. Maybe Miss Werewolf is still in Grani. If you see her, please call me. I want to buy her the biggest beef bone in all of Grani."

"There is a chance."

Ria nodded in agreement to the other party's request. Stellon immediately beamed with joy.

He took out all his divination tools and placed them on the table. In addition to the shattered crystal ball, Ria also saw scented candles, octagonal dice, crystal clusters, amethyst geodes, tarot cards, metal pendulums, weather bottles, and other props.

"The profession of prophet is very expensive, but if the price of divination is too high, no one will come. So I can only set the price at one swarth."

I used to be able to predict people's good fortune, but ever since I got involved with the idiot meme, most of the predictions I get are bad luck. If it weren't for the fact that I have some self-defense mechanisms as a disordered person, I would have been beaten to death long ago.

Although your luck has been terrible, don't be discouraged. As a qualified fortune teller, I'm sure I can predict how to break the cycle.

As he spoke, he held his metal pendulum in his hand and asked it, "Now adjust the parameters: positive for yes, reverse for the opposite, drift left and right, and return to zero front and back."

Tell me, will Kelcha be alive in three days?

As he finished speaking, the hand holding the pendulum remained still, but the pendulum in his hand began to tremble, and then it began to rotate counterclockwise in the opposite direction.

The answer is "No".

Steyr's face stiffened, while Ria's expression remained unchanged. In fact, since it was her first time encountering divination in the occult, her eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry.

"This must be an accident. Let me ask you some other questions."

Steyer swung the pendulum back and forth several times until it came to rest again.

"Tell me, does Kelcha have a way to escape death?"

The pendulum still rotates counterclockwise.

"You piece of junk!"

Steyr forced it to spin in the right direction, but he knew it was just wishful thinking.

“I’m so sorry, Kelcha. I think I know why I’m always being insulted and beaten. You are a rare friend I’ve made, and I really don’t want this day to come.”

"It's okay, I'm also curious about what can kill people with contamination syndrome."

Ria maintained her smile: "A prophet's ability is to make predictions, and if the predictions succeed, the meme can be solidified, right?"

"You noticed that? Honestly, you're a little scary."

“What do I have to be afraid of? I still have to work hard to earn money to take care of my health. No matter where you are, you can’t survive without money.”

The weather has been quite humid and hot lately, especially in a place like a pub with a lot of people and poor ventilation. The heavy music is irritating everyone's eardrums, and a thick layer of condensation has formed on the marble table.

Ria stretched out her finger and drew a big smiley face on it.

"May your predictions become more and more accurate, and may I earn more and more money."

"May we all live happily."

After he finished speaking, the bartender brought over two bottles of wine, saying that the store was having a promotion today and every customer who made a purchase here could receive a free bottle of wine.

"This is quite unexpected. Does Baisheer often offer such promotional events?"

“Uh…” Steyr covered his forehead. “This is the first time I’ve encountered this either. What day is it today? The birthday of the Rising Sun? That shouldn’t be the case. I remember it being in January.”

(End of this chapter)