They all call me an Outer God.

The main characters are: Lolt Rhine, the Lucky One; Jeo Black, the Raven; Lilith Medea, the Witch; and Oedilos, the Cupid.

If Ria's meme is used to interpret the prophet, then among the remaining uninterpreted memes, there should still be an "idiot".

But the idiot did not appear. Judging from the reactions of the four angels, this "idiot" exists, but He has never shown His face.

This meme always gave Ria a bad feeling, and he couldn't help but ask, "Where did the other person go?"

“He did not return with us, but remained in the future.” Oedipus shook his head, and no one knew the expression behind his mask.

"We can't stay here for too long either, because due to some unspeakable factors, we will constantly change our time and space situation, and it may not be easy for us to find us in the future."

Therefore, we will leave behind spacetime coordinates only this time, and only this once. Remember not to lose them.

As he spoke, Rolt stepped forward, turned his back to Ria, and removed his mask. After a wet and sticky sound, he turned around and handed one of Ria's eyes.

Bloodshot eyes.

Ria didn't know how long it had been since he had seen his own blood. Since he was possessed by Gherros not long ago, his blood had started flowing again.

He wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but his intuition told him that it wasn't something to be thankful for, nor did it mean that the pollution was gradually disappearing from him.

"Okay, relax, friend. The future isn't as bad as you think."

Lolt encouraged Ria, but his personality was very different from Ria's.

The lucky one looked at Little Swarth and leaned closer in front of Ria: "Little Swarth! Our genius owl, genius little haze, Origin, you are still so cute, so fluffy, so... dark."

"Goo!" Little Swarth proudly puffed out his chest, his plumage making him appear much larger.

Ria: "I don't remember ever saying that."

Rolte: "Hey, come on, that's what you think. You can fool others but you can't fool yourself."

Jay nodded: "He's right, that's exactly what you think."

Ria: "...Can you leave now?"

"Hahaha, it's so funny to tease my past self."

The angels laughed spontaneously. Compared to now, these angels seemed much more human, but Ria didn't know if this was a disguise.

If he wanted to, he could also fake all sorts of human emotions.

For example, he finds it hard to be happy, sad, or angry now, but Coria will still use his rich experience to imitate these things one by one.

You should be happy when praised, angry when criticized, and sad and desperate when you lose everything.

These emotions are innate to humans, but Ria is gradually losing them.

Emotions are something worth studying, and Ria felt he needed to find some related books to read again, so that he wouldn't be seen as a freak by others at times, even though he already was.

However, the angels are right; Ria does indeed find little Swarth very cute now.

Little Swarth was even happier.

In its vision, those angels all carried the aura of Ria; a group of Ria equals a group of joy. Everyone's mood improved considerably after seeing little Swarth; this was the effect of a mental anchor.

“We are about to leave. Remember to be careful of anything related to idiots. We don’t want to see ourselves become idiots… Also, you need to see Fuxing Chaos. Even if it means going to the desert, you must find a way to awaken Him.”

"This is the best advice we can give."

"Aren't you afraid that telling me all this will have an impact on the future?" Lia asked curiously.

"Everything now is the result of intervention, just like the name of this country, Enderus... a country that never stops, with no end in sight. We are all caught in the trajectory of fate, and everything that seems accidental is inevitable."

They spoke in profound terms, and after they finished speaking, the last of the crowd dispersed, leaving only one person and one "bird" stranded in the same spot.

As darkness dissipated and dawn approached, the sky was unusually clear, but Ria could sense that the weather was about to change.

The faith in the Radiant Sun collapsed, and the sight of those released Radiant Suns being imprisoned was enough to cause His followers' numbers to plummet.

After all, in people's minds, gods should be high above, all-knowing and all-powerful beings, so how could they suddenly become so disheveled?
Letting them know that their faith has always been false, and that their true faith has long been imprisoned by this hypocritical faith, is far more painful than being hanged.

After this incident, many believers will be disheartened, while some steadfast believers may want to save the Radiant Sun and salvage everything, and perhaps some will even follow Geherus.

After all, they have always followed Geherus, so there is no difference in continuing to follow Him.

If Ria wanted to replace the Radiant Sun, this period of chaos would be the perfect time to develop his faith. However, it would not be appropriate for the leader himself to preach, since his next plan was to go to the land buried by yellow sand to meet the lurking chaos, and he could not possibly attend to all of Enderus's affairs.

"The prophet of meme one... I know nothing about prophecy, but can I predict that I'll win the lottery?"

Ria led Swarth through a ruin, casually restoring the buildings along the way to their original state.

Not long after, he stopped and saw a lottery shop standing amidst the ruins, its signboard as new as ever, like the only splash of color in the black and white.

Seeing this, Lia raised an eyebrow.

According to normal people's thinking, this lottery shop is no ordinary place; it's like a mansion that suddenly appears in the wilderness, making people want to stay away from it as much as possible to avoid the limelight.

But Lia didn't care. He casually restored the buildings near the lottery shop, then went inside to buy a scratch-off ticket, only to find nothing had happened after scratching it.

"Maybe the probability of getting one is too low. I should try buying more at once."

So Ria bought ten tickets at once, but nothing happened; she didn't win a single Swarovski crystal.

At that moment, he realized once again how lucky he was.

No wonder I've never been able to successfully portray a lucky guy from beginning to end.

"Sir, please don't rush things. These things can't be rushed."

The lottery shop owner was an old man. Seeing that Lia seemed a little disappointed, he came out and smiled even more warmly to persuade him.

"Last month, someone bought a lottery ticket here and won 50,000 gold coins. We just received our new stock this month, and the jackpot is still up. Maybe if you buy a few more tickets, you could be the next lucky winner!"

(End of this chapter)