They all call me the Outer God

"But gold coins...haha, I have only seen them a few times in real estate transactions in my life.

So that's how it is.

Riya secretly remembered, and then looked at the goods on the table in front of him. These breads were all black bread made of rye, with a hard and sour taste, and were not delicious at all.

As for white bread, Riya guessed that it should be a food that only the upper class can enjoy. He should not think too much about it for the time being. He was very lucky to have food now.

Mrs. Steve's bakery did have vegetable leaves, cream, butter and sausages. Riya could only guarantee that the vegetable leaves were definitely vegetable leaves. As for what the cream, butter and sausages were made of, he couldn't say.

He had observed the oven not long ago. It was just a wood-burning stone stove, and there was no mechanization at all. Shadow, Mrs. Steve just threw in new wood, and the smell of burning wood is a bit pungent.

But actually, after staying for a long time, it smells okay. This is probably the terrible "habit" at work.

In such an environment, trays of fresh hot bread are baked one after another, and Riya's job is to sell them. This is not difficult at all. Bread is in short supply in such a place. Even before the dishes are put on the plate, there is already a long line of people in front of the door.

Riya was worried that he would be recognized by the person who buried him, so he asked Mrs. Steve for a mask. In the end, she only gave Riya a piece of linen to cover half of his face to prevent him from being unable to bear the smoke.

In fact, Riya couldn't stand the people who wanted to harm him.

"It's useless for me to worry about these. Maybe the person who was responsible for burying me has been isolated as a close contact patient. "

He speculated maliciously, then packed the bread and handed it to the guest, but he still had to know the truth.

Normal contact would not cause infection, only seeing the eyes behind his neck would.

The two monsters last night were the best proof. As long as they grew eyes all over their bodies, Leah could judge that they had been successfully infected.

And Mrs. Steve said that she didn't see anything, so she should not be a specific target.

Maybe ordinary people can't see their true appearance.

Only those "monsters" are the targets of infection.

Leah continued to hand out the black bread, constantly making theoretical inferences in his heart. He would rather doubt others than doubt himself. This Maybe it's a bad habit, but it can save his life to some extent.

Thinking of this, he began to wonder if those eyes could appear on his body automatically. It would be too uneconomical if he had to scratch himself every time. He needed eyes that could open and close freely at will.

I don't know if it heard his voice, but Riya's fingers moved, and a small crack appeared on the top. It was the place where he had been injured and healed, and now the eyes reappeared on it.

Doesn't this mean that his injury has never healed? What kind of damn disease is this.

Riya was quite depressed. The eyes on the fingers blinked a few times and stared at him. After looking at him for a long time, they were inexplicably...lively.

"Go to hell with your liveliness! "

He quickly kicked this bizarre idea out of his head, his hands were shaking, and at the same time, Ria could hear the sound of his heart beating rapidly.

Boom! Boom!

It gave Ria a revelation like a drumbeat that he must not stare at those eyes for a long time, or they might affect his brain and he would never do anything to hurt them again.

However, since Ria didn't want these eyes to affect him, he could influence others.

When he collected enough faith or money, he would leave here and find a safer place to live, or it would be a good idea to live in seclusion in the mountains.

"Sir, I need ten freshly baked black breads, put them in five paper bags for me."

"Okay, a total of twenty swals. ”

The money was exchanged with the goods, and the eyes on Riya's fingers moved, looking at the freckled girl who bought the bread. The girl was confused for a moment.

She always felt that she seemed to have seen an eye on the hand of the person in front of her, but when she looked again, it was gone. When she thought about it again, she couldn't remember what she had seen just now.

No normal person has eyes on his hands.

She took the bread and paid Sval. Riya took the heavy money made of unknown metal and assumed that the transaction was established.

So the girl instantly forgot the so-called strange things she had seen, and her favorability towards this bakery increased a lot.

"May the sun bless you, sir, as long as you are still here, I will come to buy bread every day! "

After saying that, she took the bread and left, while Riya silently recorded in her heart - as long as I give out the item, regardless of whether the other party gives a normal return or not, faith can be received.

This is a very interesting discovery.

Moreover, this is the first faith from humans, which is many times stronger than cockroaches and mice. Although it is weaker than those monsters, it doesn't matter at all.

People are much easier to find than monsters.

In the following time, bags of freshly baked black bread were sold by Riya, and he stopped the loss in time and closed the eyes on his fingers.

Faith will make you full if you eat too much. It hasn't been long since he felt nauseous and had a burning sensation in the eyes on the back of his neck. He didn't know what would happen if he ate more.

At this time, the hour for selling breakfast had passed, and Mrs. Steve asked Riya to help her clean up the dishes, and by the way, she gave him half of the remaining bread, and planned to give the other half to other tenants.

When Riya heard that there was a chance to get in touch with another tenant, she recommended herself to Mrs. Steve.

"Can I deliver it?"

"This is the first time you've been so active, Kercha."

Mrs. Steve looked at him and felt relieved.

Sure enough, staying in the house all day would cause mental illness. Look at Kercha, who was once gloomy, who has just been let out to breathe. He has become much more cheerful.

So she gave all the bread to Riya and told him to get along well with the other tenant. Riya nodded quickly and said that it would be right to leave it to her.

"By the way, I don't know what the tenant's name is yet."

"How did you forget her name again... Her name is Angna. Be polite when you see that child and come out quickly after delivering the things."

"Okay."

Riya nodded while holding the bread paper bag.

Angna, judging from the name, should be a woman, and should not be that difficult to get along with.

He thought so, but as soon as he walked to the third floor and knocked on the door, the door opened by itself.

The so-called Miss Angela showed her unkempt hair and looked at him. Through the crack in the door, Riya noticed that the room was full of books, but it was unusually dark.

"Are you... my tenant downstairs?"

"Yes." Riya did not deny it. Maybe they had met each other when the original body just moved in, so there was no need to pretend not to know each other.