They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 89 The Old Cabernet Library

In a place where the investigators were completely out of sight, Ria's heart began to race.

He didn't quite understand the current situation.

"What's going on? That device should be a mysterious item—a mysterious item can't detect the virus in my body!?"

“My illness is already quite serious, yet those people let me through so easily. This is very abnormal.”

Lia didn't believe in luck, nor did she believe the instrument was malfunctioning, and she certainly didn't believe that her own eyeballs and the mythical creature could shield her from the instrument's detection.

However, since the other party has not yet made any response, Ria chose to pretend to be a normal person looking for work in Adeline and not to alert them for the time being.

He took out the newspaper listing tourist attractions in Adeline and began to read it. As he looked at it, another bold guess popped into his head.

"The person who was just arrested doesn't seem to be a disorderly individual. Disorderly individuals have a subtle sense of connection with their colleagues."

Just as he was thinking this, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, blocking the light. Lia put down his newspaper and pretended to look back normally. What he saw was a man in black wearing a bird-beak mask.

Bird-beaked doctor.

However, this was a completely unfamiliar doctor with a bird's beak. Although the doctors all dressed similarly, Ria could still tell the differences between them by their physiques.

"..."

"A huge surprise!!!"

The doctor observed him for a moment, then took out a palm-sized leather notebook and scribbled something on it.

"You are a patient under James Johnson's care?"

“Yes.” Ria nodded.

The doctor laughed: "Don't be nervous. You must have a lot of questions about my arrival, and you must be wondering why you weren't detained by those idiots from the Order Association."

“Let me tell you, child… We are the guardians of secrets. We can come and go as we please, and go wherever we want.”

"Those guys actually dared to try and detain our people? Are they out of their minds?"

The doctor tapped his head and continued to explain to Ria, "They can't do anything to you. As a member of the disorder, you won't be prevented from entering any city, no matter which city you're in."

If so, you can report it to the Guardians' headquarters, and we will remove the doctor in charge of that city.

He said, "Hey, young man, do you know where you've come from?"

Welcome to the South Adeline branch, sheltered by the plague doctors—

Have a great time here!

"Young man, remember to be careful of the Order Association, and get well soon."

As he spoke, the doctor tore off the paper he had drawn on and handed it to Ria, then took a step back and vanished into a gray mist.

Ria glanced at the paper; it contained a top hat and gear symbol of the Keeper of the Secrets, along with a few lines of text.

"If you want to report a doctor, burn this paper. We support anyone exercising their rights."

“This organization has a greater influence than I imagined.” Ria put the paper away, and her doubts were well answered—the doctors of the Guardians of the Secret protected the disordered, preventing them from being captured by the Order Association, while ordinary patients had no doctors to care for or protect them. Even if they were captured in front of the Bird-Beak Doctor, the doctors would not pay them a second glance.

"They shattered my preconceived notions; it turns out that doctors are not few in number among the Keepers of the Secrets, and may even outnumber the Disorder."

Moreover, the Keepers of Secrets do not accept just any patient, and even now, Ria is unclear about their criteria for selecting patients.

The very existence of this organization, which places patients with limited life expectancy and the constant threat of death above medical professionals, is highly problematic.

"Guardians of secrets—those who keep secrets. What secrets are doctors supposed to keep?"

Ria stared at the spot where the unfamiliar doctor had just left for a moment, then looked away and left the place completely.

He was determined to carry on with his performance. Now that he had decided on the second meme to perform, his current identity was that of a pitiful magician who was constantly running into walls trying to get commercial gigs.

With this identity, Ria found a place to live—the third building to the left on the west side of the intersection of South Edlin Cabernet Street, a place known as the "Old Cabernet Library".

He didn't choose an expensive hotel; price was one factor, but also, the cost of staying at the library was really low.

Ria can borrow books on magic to quickly learn magic, and this knowledge will help him complete a large-scale performance in the future.

As for why this place is called "Old Cabelan"... it's because the original librarian had long since established his own new library in North Edlin, leaving only a handful of people here to support the library.

Not many people come to read, and most of them are students. They will find a quiet corner and prepare their papers with their books.

These intellectuals, besides occupying a spot in the library, were almost invisible, making the entire environment eerily quiet.

Inside the three-story building, a spiral wooden staircase winds around the walls several times. Apart from these, the wooden shelves holding books, and the tables and chairs, everything else is filled with books.

The white stone floor was polished to a shine, clearly showing that the owner of this library cherished it greatly, far better than that unscrupulous, bird-beaked doctor from before.

"So what's your opinion?" Ria looked at the old woman behind the semi-circular table, who wore thick reading glasses and had only a few teeth left in her mouth.

Beside her was an IV stand, and she had an IV drip in her hand. Her hair was gray, her eyes were half-closed, and her skin was covered with large age spots.

Nevertheless, this old woman was the true owner of the Old Cabernet Library.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but after a long time she still couldn't. In a fit of anger, she forcibly took off her reading glasses and pressed her upper and lower eyelids together, pulling them apart from the sticky eye discharge. Then she took out some eye drops and squeezed a few drops into them.

Ria waited patiently for a long time before she was finally able to open her eyes with difficulty.

"I'm a little nearsighted... cough cough cough cough, child, could you please repeat what you just said?"

“Of course.” Ria repeated what she had just said to the other person.

The old woman leaned on the IV stand beside her: "I'm old now, but seeing young people like you eager to learn makes me happy. It reminds me of how studious I was when I was young, and then..."

"Then?"

"And then I became nearsighted."

The old woman looked at Ria's glasses: "You're nearsighted too? That's so pitiful. Is the prescription still right? I studied with the people at the optician's shop for a while."

"If you feel the lens prescription isn't right, old man, I can help you change your lenses to mine."

(End of this chapter)