They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 56 Triple Reaction
"The Gale and the Abyss... This is the eulogy of the Lord of the Gale and the Abyss. He died long ago, but his followers firmly believe that he has only fallen into a deep slumber."

Moreover, this deity is very likely to have some connection with the Radiant Sun, or even to have died at the hands of the Sun.

The sun baked the ocean, drying it up, but the ocean did not completely disappear. Ria did not know the nature of the gods. If the Lord of the Storm and the Lord of the Abyss represented the sea, he would not have been reduced to such a miserable state in the mouths of his followers.

"He is different from the real sea."

Lia opened her eyes: "There's nothing wrong with the eulogy itself, but the special clauses attached to it are a big problem."

What does it mean to say, "I would dedicate my soul and body to the ocean, to the abyss"? Who would offer you such a thing?

Those old folks who are already dead or in a deep sleep should be laid to rest as soon as possible; if you can't manage your subordinates, don't try to recruit them.

Thinking of all the things he had seen along the way that polluted his eyes, Ria felt a surge of anger and began to criticize and attack the god with the perspective of his past life. Gradually, he took a deep breath and realized that his emotions seemed to be stirred up by something unknown.

"After reading that note, my thoughts became much more excited and extreme than usual, which means that the special supernatural power carried above can affect the brain."

He patted his temples to calm himself down: "I can't let my emotions control my thinking. Getting angry will affect my thinking, and then I'll fall into the trap of those fishmen."

"Calm down... calm down!"

"But pretending nothing happened will only arouse suspicion. I've already been identified as a suspicious person by the fishmen, so I'll just put on a symbolic performance in front of them."

"...It seems like the argument next door is getting even louder."

Ria slowed her breathing and remained motionless, watching the movements on the other side of the wall.

The couple seemed to be arguing about something trivial again, but after their child returned to the house, they forcefully snatched the note from the child's hand.

The contents of the note were naturally incomprehensible to ordinary people, but the things attached to it would make their emotions extreme. Sure enough, after half a minute of silence next door, the couple started arguing more and more fiercely, and even began to smash things.

A heavy object hit the wall between rooms 301 and 302. Judging from the sound, Ria thought it must have been a stool.

"The first sign is mania."

Suppressing the urge to smash the walls, pollute and drain those people of their value, and then dismember them, Ria slashed an eye open on the back of her hand.

He stared at him for a few seconds and immediately felt his manic state subside considerably.

"I knew you guys were better at corrupting the mind."

He closed his eye again and couldn't help but chuckle.

At the same time, the neighbors next door stopped arguing and burst into laughter. Not only them, but also Ria heard faint laughter coming from all over the building.

"The second stage is being unable to control your laughter?"

Lia smiled and looked around the various corners of the room where she was, where she could faintly hear faint echoes.

Happiness is a positive emotion. A smile can bring about a qualitative leap in interpersonal relationships and can also relieve personal stress. It is an expression of a pleasant mood.

But the laughter didn't stop there.

It's not impossible for someone to go into shock if they laugh too hard, experience severe abdominal pain, or even go into shock.

This emotion should have a measurement standard.

The emotions of the neighbors and even the hotel guests have exceeded this standard.

Their laughter started as if they were excited, then became sharp and shrill, with a breathy sound, and then it was just a breathy sound, like an asthma attack.

"In the end, they will collapse to the ground, powerless and unable to think clearly, at the mercy of the hotel. The hotel really has a good method." Ria still smiled. The pollution did not have a big impact on him, but it was not without its effects.

At this moment, he could no longer hear much panting and laughter. Instead, a new voice echoed in his mind, a voice whose gender was indistinguishable, like an old man about to enter his grave murmuring in his ear.

He will rise again; He has opened His eyes; He is watching us.

We will all become His cradle, the host of fish eggs. Let us prepare ourselves, first and foremost by ensuring our bodies are adequately nourished.

We can give everything for Him.

[In praise of the gale and the abyss]

The sound stopped abruptly, and everything returned to normal. The entire inn was silent. During this time, Ria, still worried, asked Little Swarth to extend its tentacles to check on the situation in each room, and it nodded and did so.

A thin, hair-like tentacle extended from its open mouth. This tentacle couldn't extend very far, but it was just right for checking what was happening next door.

The mythical creature opened its mouth wide, and after a moment, it retracted its tentacles.

"How is it?" Ria asked.

"Awooo!" It stretched out its front paws and gestured for a long time before finally deciding to lie down on the ground, close its eyes tightly, and simulate the rise and fall of its breath with its chest.

You mean they're all asleep?

"Ow."

Little Swarth rolled to his feet, shook his feathers, and nodded, indicating that Ria had guessed correctly.

"Since they're asleep, all the tenants must be in the same situation. Speaking of which, I'm a little sleepy now too."

Lia pinched himself, but it wasn't painful enough, so he pinched one of his eyes on his arm. The pain instantly woke him up.

"Those fish people want to turn the tenants into a breeding ground for fish eggs. 'Maintaining adequate nutrition' probably means eating more bighead fish, as bighead fish contain the nutrients needed for fish eggs to hatch."

Fish-men can't reproduce their own big-headed fish, but mutated humans can—these extraordinary creatures are utterly depraved, willing to appease the gods for the sake of procreation.

Ria cursed inwardly. If he didn't make any preparations, he might end up looking exactly like the fishmen wanted him to be. However, he had no intention of letting the fishmen have their way.

"Since you've committed so many unjust acts, don't blame me for reporting you to my superiors."

As she spoke, Ria found a match in the room, lit the note she had written earlier, and let it burn to ashes.

Then, he took off his gloves, rubbed the ashes on his hands with his fingers, and drew mosquito coil-shaped circles on the ground from memory.

With each circle, Ria recited a hymn to the radiant sunrise, his expression devout; at that moment, no one in the town was more devout than him.

"Praise the sun."

"A newly emerged star in the land of life and death,"

The center that all things seek in their cycle of rebirth.
Using flames to bisect day and night,
I am waiting in an endless expanse.
Sing praises to the rising sun,

A tribute to the rising sun

To become the rising sun.

Your brilliance cannot be obscured by gloom, nor can the darkness of mortals extinguish your divine fire.

(End of this chapter)