They all call me an Outer God.

At that time, Hephaestus and his ilk gave him this hint.

On the surface, it means that Hephaestus is very concerned about his current divine status and hopes Sophia will assist him and not cause trouble for the divine status. However, Sophia is, after all, a businesswoman, and she has her own interpretation—

The Hephaestus and the others are saying: The current state of the god's soul is unstable and his spirit is fragmented. We can find a way to break through it.

The other party wants to become the new black market meme. Contacting memes is the common goal of all superhumans. However, there can only be one true meme. Therefore, true friendship among superhumans with high memes has vanished. Everyone is eager to push their rival off the narrow bridge and contact that supreme being themselves.

They did remind Sofia that now was a good opportunity; there weren't even twenty black market dealers of Meme 3 in the entire polluter population.

What's more, this black market dealer's identity is so special.

To establish one’s own authority is something only angels can do.

"If I can devour his meme card, I might be able to break through the threshold between meme two and meme one and become a true angel."

Thinking about her chance to become an angel, a kind of greedy desire in Sofia's eyes grew deeper and deeper: "A big deal is coming, let me test just how far this so-called trade authority can go."

“Triston, I need to go and entertain our distinguished guests. You continue to clean up those potential threats, and remember to ignore any random hints.”

The most common way for Hephaestus to infect someone is to imply to that person, through various means, that "you are no longer yourself."

Such methods seem unsolvable, but in reality they are not very effective against stubborn idiots. Some idiot memes are so stubborn that they believe everything outside of their own knowledge is fallacy and that they themselves are the absolute truth.

They won't listen to anything these people suggest or hint at.

Like Triston, who stubbornly believes that no one except Sofia is trustworthy, he can be considered an absolutely reliable subordinate.

"Being an idiot doesn't always mean being stupid."

Sofia told him this, and Tristan bowed to the leader again before disappearing from the spot.

Watching him disappear, Sofia walked back to the window, looking down on Lidsh, a city whose prosperity rivaled that of the capital, with an air of absolute superiority.

"With the arrival of the Lord of Trade, we should welcome him with the whole city as a sign of our respect."

"I should pack my things and go see him."

……

At that moment, Ria and Clarden were walking down the street discussing the city's security issues.

Claden stated that the city's security has always been notoriously strict, and the Order Society almost never needs to intervene; the Black Hand can resolve all disputes.

"We specialize in dealing with debtors who refuse to pay, street fights, gambling cheating, and public disturbances..."

Lia glanced silently at the distance and saw that it seemed like people were fighting over who had looked at each other too long. She then glanced at the ceiling and saw that someone had set up a sniper rifle and was aiming at the opposite building, sniping at each other.

Babies crawled around on the sidewalk like geckos, and a naked man on the roadside held up a tree branch to imitate himself as a tree, shouting things like "Resist vegetarianism, plants are life too."

Then, the next second, someone upstairs brought a basin of fertilizer to him through the window.

Ria: "Is this how they usually are?"

Claden followed Ria's gaze, his voice gradually weakening: "Normally... it's not like this... probably."

"Our city has consistently been recognized as a model of civilization, boasting the largest number of banks, universities, and shopping malls in all of Enderles."

“The people here are very civilized and friendly, and they are role models for the whole country.” Claden’s confidence waned as he spoke.

"People's emotions were clearly off today; they were all too irritable. I usually abide by the law, but for some reason, I wanted to rob someone today, and for some reason, I actually succeeded..."

Lia patted him on the shoulder: "Actually, you don't have to beat around the bush. You mean to say that my arrival made things strange here, right?"

Claden's face turned deathly pale. That wasn't what he meant, but before he could explain, the sky suddenly went dark, followed by the lights of the surrounding buildings turning on. Multicolored spotlights quickly converged in mid-air, where an enormous figure appeared.

The man wearing a golden mask concealed the upper half of his face, yet a smile played on his lips.

At this moment, he opened his arms, and the ten dazzling, pigeon-egg-sized gemstone rings on his hands were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. He also wore two rows of diamond-encrusted watches on his wrists, as if afraid that people wouldn't know that he was very rich.

"How can you say that? It is your arrival that has made this humble abode shine."

The enormous, ghostly figure spoke to Ria, who then thought for a moment and asked, "You are Sofia?"

"Indeed, this should be considered our first informal meeting. Since you are a distinguished guest, I must greet you with the highest courtesy!"

"Your outfit..."

"It fits my meme perfectly, doesn't it? This is my most presentable outfit, and my subordinates all say it has great taste."

Sofia raised his hand again to show off his dazzlingly bright hand full of jewelry. Then, he saw Ria take out a piece of paper, which was a wanted poster for Ria.

"You sent this."

This is an affirmative sentence.

“I peeled it off.”

This is the second sentence.

"Give me money."

This is the third sentence.

Hearing Ria's words, Sofia's lips curved into a wider smile: "Money is just a gift between us. I've put it all at the place where we'll actually meet. After all, you've already put some arrest warrants on me, haven't you? So why don't we just exchange money then?"

"Of course, Lord of Trade, before our commercial meeting, I still hope that you can experience the local customs and culture of Lidsh. Lidsh during the day and the city in the [night] are completely different."

"Believe me, our citizens are very kind and friendly, and I will be waiting for you at the tallest building."

After saying that, Sofia's figure vanished, while Ria stared at the still dark sky, remaining silent for a long time before turning to look at Claden: "Does he usually dress like this?"

Do you all usually dress like this?

Lia felt he was a bit out of touch with the times. While other shady businessmen were doing things in a tacky, nouveau riche way, he never imagined there was such an overly flamboyant way of showing off wealth.

Ria was caught in a deep dilemma.

"Am I out of touch? But doing that feels a bit silly. Why would I wear seventeen different colored watches on two arms?"

(End of this chapter)