They all call me the Outer God

The fishman was stunned, and so was Little Shival.

But soon, Little Shival understood what Riya meant, and immediately turned into countless tentacles and melted on the ground.

The movement in the fishman's stomach did not disappear, but the appearance had changed drastically.

The belly squirmed again for a moment, and became calm again, but the belly of the extraordinary creature was loose at this time, and it was no longer as beautiful as before.

And the ground where the mythical creature had been originally had many transparent fish eggs. The little fishmen in those fish eggs could even start to swim, opening their mouths to bite through the egg membrane, but were pierced by Riya's cane downwards.

"Pop!"

The colorless and sticky egg liquid mixed with fish meat immediately spread on the ground.

Seeing all this, Style looked at Riya: "Is this your extraordinary ability?"

"Black traders can exchange items with others, isn't it convenient?"

Riya joked that the success of all this seemed to be thanks to the fishman's lack of brains, but in fact, Riya's "trading" request was sent to the fish eggs. Using the mythical creature to exchange a mere ball of fish eggs, naturally the other party made the most money.

The fish eggs "agreed" to such a deal without thinking, so they were kicked out of their mother's belly.

Now the fish man's belly is filled with little Sval, who is much smarter than those fish eggs and can perfectly control the fish man's body in just a moment.

And the first thing it did after accomplishing these things was to ignore the mother's dryness and run to Leah's side, staring at him eagerly, and by the way, help him "crackling" all the fish eggs on the ground to vent his anger.

Leah: "..."

He was in a very subtle mood at this time.

It was so subtle that it was like a person found a brand new bubble wrap, just broke one, and suddenly a neighbor's unlucky child ran over and snatched the bubble wrap, threw it on the ground and stomped it all to pieces.

After doing all this, the child still hoped to get praise from the victim.

"Okay, okay, you deserve praise."

Leah praised it helplessly, and then asked it to take him to the hotel. Before leaving, he suggested that Style could go with him. Style was like a formidable enemy and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Not all patients have the same tenacious mentality as Leah. Style believes that before the idiot meme is consolidated, he is running around like a suicide.

Although it is difficult for him to die, every time he pretends to die, it is not comfortable. The prophet is not good at dealing with extraordinary memes.

"I will just stay here. If you are still alive in two days, don't forget to come and tell me the good news, my friend. We can also drink together and enjoy the new music of the brass band together."

"Why do you say such things that make me have a bad premonition?"

"Prophets are like this, otherwise I wouldn't be beaten so much. Anyway, I wish you good luck, my friend, you are quite powerful, I hope you can survive."

"Okay."

Leah and Style drank another glass of the cheapest wheat wine, and left the tavern with the fishman parasitized by Little Sval.

He stood by the door and held up an umbrella. In the sky were the endless waves of the abyss, and on the ground were countless bighead fish with scales like pine cones.

The people around were singing and dancing in a circle, their mouths opening and closing like fish, and the fishmen around them were inhabited by the most terrifying tentacles of mythical creatures.

Behind them, a noisy guitar sound rang out, and without looking back, they knew that Style would definitely go to harm those miserable instruments again.

"Let's go."

Riya nodded to Daisy, who had turned back into human form. The other party turned her head 268 degrees and turned back, and couldn't wait to run around in the rain, but no matter how much they played, the mythical creature was never too far away from Riya.

It stretched out its tentacles in the rain to string the bighead fish into a string, and then casually dropped its long tentacles to sew up the cracked abdomen of a person who had turned into a fish, preventing more bighead fish from sliding onto the street and affecting the town's "Annual Cleanliness" selection.

Riya ignored its "liveliness" and followed it all the way to the hotel. When entering the door, it automatically ate the split body and returned to Riya's flesh and blood, while the front desk, the intact Daisy was still standing there with a smile on her face.

"Welcome back, Mr. Kercha, your gift has been placed at the door of your room. Next time, remember not to run around on the street on such a day. It's easy to see things that ordinary people can't accept."

"Thank you for reminding me."

Daisy didn't have any strange reaction, but this was the biggest weirdness.

Riya agreed casually and returned to her room without changing her expression. Then she saw a gift box wrapped with a ribbon at the door, and a hard card was placed outside the box.

There were a few words written on the card.

"Happy Big Rain Festival, please write your holiday wishes on the back, maybe an angel will see your card and make your wishes come true.

Note: Please write your wishes before opening the gift."

The little girl in the next room was standing outside the door staring at the card in a daze. She only had one hand, and the other sleeve was hanging empty at her side.

Riya asked her: "What did you write?"

"I hope I have a family."

"Aren't they your family?"

"No, they are not, so my dream should not be written like this, I should write something more realistic."

The child squatted down with a pen and wrote a few lines of words on the card, then opened the box impatiently, but only found a piece of paper with unknown words written on it.

"This is not what I imagined."

The girl couldn't understand what was written on the paper, but for some unknown reason she put it in her pocket. When she entered the room, she said a few strange words without realizing it.

The words didn't sound like anything that could come out of a person's mouth.

Seeing her enter the room, Riya also picked up the gift box in front of his room, but he completely ignored the card and directly took out the note.

"I can't understand the words on it either. I will feel dizzy if I look at it for a long time."

Should I use the eyes behind my neck to watch it like last time?

Riya used the key to enter the room and closed the door. He threw the note on the table and began to consider whether to read it.

"The fishman deliberately let the tenants read words that they couldn't understand... These words should have some kind of extraordinary power that can affect the human brain, so that they can remember these things into their subconscious. When everyone recites the words together during the sacrifice, it will be easier to achieve the goal.

Will reciting these words turn myself into a sacrifice?"

Riya picked up the note again, thought again and again, closed his eyes, lowered his collar, and put the note close to the most special eye behind him.

The eye moved in a place that Riya couldn't see, and carefully read the words on the note. Then, the general meaning of these words automatically appeared in Riya's mind.

"Hiss..."

Riya covered his head, his heart beating at an abnormal speed.