They all call me an Outer God.

How can one quickly earn 10 billion while being 3,000 in debt?

This is a question that deserves serious consideration. Even if all the people here were sold, their combined value wouldn't be enough to offset such a high price.

Claden said urgently, "We can't kill people here. Although killing them can turn these people into bargaining chips, it will attract strange phenomena, and the situation will get out of control!"

"for example?"

"Humans are mutating, faucets are bleeding, and objects are talking. I suggest we think of other ways to earn money through labor."

Lia hadn't planned to do anything to these people, but after hearing these words, he suddenly understood. He forcefully strangled the person in his hand to death, and his body quickly turned into a pile of gold. At the same time, Lia's chips increased by five thousand.

"What are you doing? This is completely counterproductive! We're doomed! The Anomaly is targeting us!"

Clarendon shouted this, but the patients on the ground saw a glimmer of hope. They looked at Ria with longing, thinking that since Ria had killed the doctor, he was the one who could save them.

Ria smiled even more kindly, then turned around and killed all the doctors. Watching their cold corpses turn into warm numbers, she felt increasingly pleased.

The anomaly arrived as expected, coinciding with Clarden's scream.

Some people grew eight legs, while others became incredibly bloated. And when Ria went to the washroom, she unsurprisingly saw blood seeping from almost every part of her body.

Several lines of text appeared on the mirror.

Arrogant fool, you can't save anyone.

You can't change the status quo.

【you--】

Before she could finish writing "you," Ria ran her finger across the bloodstain, rubbed it through her glove, and then handed a vial of blood to the doctor beside her, whose eyes were clouded: "Take this for testing."

The doctor did as instructed, and soon returned excitedly: "It's type O blood, the blood is very clean, and no deadly bacteria were found."

This was an astonishing discovery: the blood flowing from different faucets in the bathroom had their own blood types, and the hair flowing out of the sewer was of the highest quality.

"Are there any patients with anemia in the hospital? Give them the transfusion, and remember to collect the money."

"I think that's enough. They can't possibly use all of this..."

"Then just keep losing and drawing blood. Don't waste the extra organs on those people with gestational hyperplasia. When they die, remember to lend out the money. If they can't pay it back, confiscate their property."

Lia said expressionlessly, then stared at the doctor's face.

For some reason, the doctor suddenly had a bad feeling.

He had just taken a step back when he heard the person in front of him say, "Dr. Webb, do you need to get your glasses replaced because you're nearsighted? I have some suitable glasses here."

"I don't think there's anything seriously wrong with my eyes..."

"There's none?"

Ria moved closer to him, tentacles surging behind him: "Think again, do you have a bad memory? You should have your eyes transplanted all over your body. People who haven't had this kind of surgery will be ostracized in the hospital."

"Come, let's transplant some eyes; they can restore your sight."

"We can discuss the fees later."

The young man drew closer and closer, while the doctor's expression grew increasingly fearful.

As for Clarden... Clarden had already consciously hidden himself in a corner, trembling with fear. Beside him was a little boy, who was holding a blanket and looked pale. This man was the real source of arrogance. He was the son of the director of this private hospital. He would suppress anyone he didn't like in the hospital, and even drive away patients to make room for his toys.

In the hospital, he was the absolute leader. Unfortunately, the boy's mission failed before he even left the hospital. He had six pairs of eyes and seven kidneys transplanted into his body.

Clarendon glanced at him, as if wanting to say something, when the boy suddenly covered his throat and coughed violently. A bunch of glittering golden eyeballs came out of his cough.

"Do you know?"

Claden patted the boy on the back: "I suddenly feel like I can see the sun rise tomorrow morning again."

"A normal person could never think of such a ruthless way to make money, really."

If Claden were to get out of here alive, he vowed to stay far away from those high-meme people, especially the black market dealers.

These guys are truly willing to risk their lives for money.

"You agreed to have an organ swap with him, right? That's really touching."

Ria grabbed one person who was trying to escape with each hand, sparing neither patient nor doctor. The collapse of the [Pride] scene intensified, more and more strange phenomena appeared, and the extraordinary creature finally appeared.

A giant, menacing snake with a human face crawled out of the mirror, and before it even reached the door, it inexplicably discovered that its kidney was gone and that it had two sets of dentures in its mouth.

A seemingly harmless young man stood in front of it, pondered for a moment, and after watching its facial features disappear completely, stuffed several pairs of eyes into it.

After finishing, Ria clapped his hands, admiring his masterpiece with satisfaction, by which time his chips had reached a staggering seven hundred million.

"Making money is quite easy, but it's not enough."

The next second, he suddenly snapped his fingers. Many people who received organ transplants did not pay, but Lia kept them alive, and they should pay him some compensation for that.

Moreover, debts incur interest, and black market dealers' interest rates are always shockingly high. In the blink of an eye, a "clattering" sound came from every corner of the room, and the incessant sound of metal colliding with the ground sent chills down one's spine.

Current chip count: 2863211901

Two billion was obtained just like that.

"It's quite fun, but it's not suitable for doing this in reality."

Ria turned to look at the little Swarth who had suddenly popped his head out, gently patted it on the head, and then cheerfully found the room where Claden was hiding: "The game here is over, let's go to the next floor."

Claden looked at Ria and rushed over as if she were a lifeline, while the real arrogance had bloodshot eyes: "A game, you indiscriminately killed everyone for entertainment, you think this is just a game!?"

Ria noticed his voice: "Sorry, I forgot there was one here."

"Wow--"

[Champions +356008]

"Good result, Claden. Now we can move on to the next match."

Lia walked on the chip-paved ground, her cane creaking as she walked.

What is the second game?

"It should be laziness."

Claden now felt both fear and admiration for Ria. He paused, then reminded her, "The last child you just killed was the node of original sin. Killing the node allows you to go to the next level, but without enough resources, you can't reach the top."

"Really? I didn't realize that until you told me."

Lia said casually, then finally couldn't help but laugh: "So, did I capture the essence of arrogance?"

(End of this chapter)