They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 97 Only One Person Survived

Ria believed this to be true.

As for clergy?

Relying on God to pursue private power, Ria couldn't expect them to accomplish much; they just needed to avoid causing trouble for Endlers.

However, even if the people of the Sun Church could do this, the people of the underground church would probably vote against it. They believe that faith is the right of every citizen, and the Sun Church has no right to deprive them of their positions and degrade them into worthless heretics who are hated by everyone.

Good morning, little Lia, you're up really early.

Ms. Ilint sat in her seat, leaning against the metal frame, half asleep. Although she didn't open her eyes, she could tell that the person she was talking to was Ria.

"Others walk with the intention of letting the whole world hear them, but you deliberately keep your voice down..."

If I weren't nearsighted but had excellent hearing, I probably wouldn't have heard you at all.

Irina had a beaming smile on her face. As Ria noticed that Irina's medicine bottle was almost empty, she changed it for her, casually asking, "Madam, are you a Dream Weaver?"

The question was quite straightforward, but Ria's expression was as if she had asked a trivial question, as natural as a greeting.

Ilint's smile softened even more: "Did you have a nightmare last night?"

"It wasn't exactly a nightmare."

"You're quite bold."

Ilint coughed and turned to face Ria: "Child, it is impolite to casually ask a lady about her memes, just as impolite to go around asking them their age on the street."

"I apologize to you, madam."

Ria pulled her hat brim down: "But I'm not asking questions, I'm drawing conclusions, I'm informing you that I already know you are the Dreamcatcher."

"Did Bruner tell you?"

"I guessed it."

"I see... Haha, my disguise is getting worse every year."

"You're acting too deliberately."

After changing the medication, Liya placed the empty bottle on the table: "I don't usually have dreams like this."

"Is that so? I was wondering why my dream last night didn't taste quite right."

Ilint smacked her lips a few times, her mental state clearly not as good as yesterday: "After eating that stuff, it was the first time I vomited blood. I thought my curse was bringing my lifespan to an end, but luckily the doctor pulled me back from the brink of death once again."

Upon hearing this, Ria continued to apologize to her, but Ilint said it was no need.

"Actually, I want you to leave here, but where can you leave?"

Even if you escape today's extraordinary pollution, more and more pollution will relentlessly engulf your life force; this is our destiny.

"You can stay here or leave, it's up to you."

Without a second thought, Lia said, "If no one had reminded me, I might have considered leaving after realizing something was wrong."

But that dream was clearly a premonition, so I will witness its arrival with my own eyes, and then... complete my performance in the most unexpected place.

The next second, he changed his attitude, straightened his body slightly, and rearranged his hat brim: "Do you need breakfast? I'll go out and buy some."

Without waiting for Ilint's reply, Ria left the library.

Ilint wiped away the black blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, and at that moment the doctor appeared silently beside her.

“I told you that eating random things would definitely cause problems, old Hord.”

“I have my own plans, and I don’t intend to join you Keepers of Secrets anytime soon.” “A short time? How long can you keep this up? Don’t fool yourself.”

Bruna vanished in a wisp of black smoke, while the old man sat there, black blood slowly seeping from his seven orifices, as still as a statue.

……

By this time, Ria had already left the library.

He rearranged the hat several times and sternly told little Swartz that he was forbidden from moving it on his head.

Little Swarth then stopped trying to pierce his host's skull with his tentacles. Instead, he used his two tentacles to slightly lift his hat and look outside. People were coming and going nearby, but there were very few people buying breakfast.

People in this city don't seem to like eating breakfast; they prefer to spend their food experience on lunch rather than breakfast.

Lia has always maintained the habit of eating breakfast. After searching several times for food or supernatural creatures that suited her taste, Lia successfully discovered a zombie that appeared to be disguised as a human.

The man's behavior was furtive, and his movements were clearly uncoordinated, like someone wearing ill-fitting clothes with another layer underneath, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He followed behind the others, his mouth slightly open.

Lia guessed that he might want to change to a more suitable body, and couldn't help but find it amusing. She followed the zombie quietly closer.

"Snapped!"

"Good morning, friend." Ria stood behind him and patted his shoulder. The touch was a little stiff, like dried bacon covered with soft rubber.

The man was startled and quickly turned around, only to see Lia smiling at him.

Soon, the zombie was in a state of looking in front and then behind, its head shaking constantly, and its eyes drifting uncontrollably.

He was now experiencing decision paralysis. His instincts told him that Ria's new body was a better fit, but his limited rationality told him that he couldn't lose sight of the bigger picture and end up with nothing.

He shouldn't give up halfway.

But he really wanted to choose a new human skin.

No, no, he shouldn't be indecisive and waver. Zombies have their own principles; once they set their sights on a prey, they must bite it to the bitter end.

At worst, he could bite the person in front of him to death first, put on her skin to see if it fits, and then bite Ria to death. Or, he could put on many layers of human skin.

That's right!

The zombie's eyes lit up. Although no one could tell whether his eyes could still reflect light, his withered eyes did indeed light up for a moment.

He can wear the skins of all the people he likes, which perfectly solves the so-called indecisiveness.

Just as the zombie was gloating over his idea, he saw a member of the Order Association appear before him at some point. The man raised his gun, the dark muzzle pointed directly at him, and the oppressive feeling of death immediately made the zombie feel threatened.

His brain, like a rusty gear, began to turn laboriously again, and in that instant, he grabbed Ria and shielded her in front of him.

At that very moment, a bullet with explosive force shot out from the muzzle, piercing through both of them.

"Boom——"

People around screamed and fled, while the person who fired the shot opened his mouth and let out a strange cry. Soon, there wasn't a single passerby left on the street.

That strange cry contained special sound waves that would erase people's memory of the danger.

At this moment, both Ria and the zombie fell to the ground. The people from the Order Association also walked over. He bypassed Ria and directly picked up the zombie on the ground and peeled off its skin.

At this point, the zombies were still alive.

He watched as Ria slowly got up from the ground, dusted herself off as if nothing had happened, and his remaining rationality snapped completely.

If all goes well, we might...maybe the day after tomorrow. I've already written my launch message, but the editor isn't working tomorrow, so it'll have to be the day after tomorrow (crying). Feel free to ask me anything you want to know in the comments below, and I'll answer some questions in the launch message. I'll also give a "slight" spoiler of some interesting later content. Personally, I think the later plot is quite anticipated (after all, I'm really looking forward to it, and you guys won't say you aren't, right?) dT-Tb
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