They all call me the Outer God

He picked up the steaming coffee on the table, and the steam instantly covered his lenses, casting a layer of mist over them.

But the doctor didn't mind. He opened the lens, raised his head and poured all the coffee directly through the opening and closing hole.

When he put down the cup again, the coffee cup was already empty, and the doctor continued to read the book, and from time to time he used a quill to write down something on the paper he brought with him.

After a while, someone picked up the coffee cup next to him, filled it with coffee, and perfectly replicated the taste of the doctor's previous cup of coffee, adding two cubes of sugar and a spoonful of pure milk.

"Crack."

The coffee was placed on the table and pushed towards him.

The doctor didn't even raise his head: "You scare me. I don't dare to accept anything from black merchants."

Riya took back her hand: "Why don't you dare? Will I still harm you?"

"Maybe you know this best."

The doctor took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Riya: "This is my business card, which is considered as payment for this cup of coffee."

The name and unit of the beaked doctor were written on the card. Ria took a look at it. The doctor's name was "Bruna Simole", and the unit he belonged to was directly marked with a small line of "Secret Keeper". .

"It seems that Dr. Brunner knows a lot about black business, and he can actually see through my identity at a glance, which really surprises me."

Riya put the business card away. He felt that doctors should have been "tortured" by patients a lot, otherwise they would not be so cautious, except of course that guy James.

He dares to deduct money from black merchants, what else can't he do in the future?

"Don't worry about me. I'm just a librarian working here. I just came to say hello to the doctor when I saw him."

Riya's attitude was impeccable, and Bruna had no fault for it: "Are you guessing why I'm here? As you can see, I'm a doctor..."

“We are interested in disease, like a flock of crows smelling rot and death in the dark, and there is more to it than just disorder.

Of course, its more official name is "disorder syndrome", commonly known as contamination syndrome. "

"The disordered ones were named after these diseases."

The doctor drank a large cup of coffee: "These diseases are difficult to eradicate, but I am a person who pursues medicine. The medical level of every epidemic doctor is enough to let them go to the highest university in Endales as a lecturer, so in addition to pollution, disease, I’m also interested in other diseases.”

Riya turned to look at old Eileen. She was sitting in her seat, leaning forward, as if she would fall asleep at any time.

"Are you researching her disease?"

"Yes, to be honest, her illness has become incurable due to her aging body, and those potions can only last half a month.

I'll be here just waiting for her to die and then dissect her to better understand the cause. "

"It sounds eerily similar to a crow." Riya commented, and the doctor still sounded as usual. It was their responsibility to answer some questions for the patient, not to mention that there was nothing they couldn't say.

"Heishang, you can stay here and witness the arrival of death with your own eyes. Isn't it interesting to watch the passage of life?

Just like a mycelium begins to grow on the body of a white mouse, and finally completely takes over it, and at this time its death will come.

Its life stops at the stage expected by the experimenter, and its body size will not deviate at all from the results calculated by the experimenter.

I have always felt that these experimental phenomena are as beautiful as art. "

Leah rubbed her fingers: "Sounds good."

"But forget it, rather than taking the time to watch how others die, I prefer to find ways to make enough of their money."

With that said, Riya stopped talking to Bruna. He walked near the group of investigators who ran to the second floor of the library, began to observe a few people, and asked them what books they were looking for.

"Praise the sun, you guys have been here for more than ten minutes. Do you need any books?"

After he finished speaking, he patiently waited for the answers from the investigators.

Sure enough, they turned around and looked slightly surprised when they saw the "Librarian" brand on Riya's chest: "You are the new librarian, where is the original Martha?"

"Miss Martha is on sick leave, and now I'll take over her shift. Just call me Kercha."

"This title doesn't sound like a native of Adeline, but that doesn't matter."

The leader of the investigators took a few steps forward: "We need to find all the information about the Zoramu neighborhood in recent years. All of it. Find them all within half an hour. We can't let go of any words."

Zoramu neighborhood?

Riya was a little surprised when he heard this name, because he had seen some rumors about this street when he was reading.

The book says that people born on this street will age very quickly. There is no problem in the period from birth to adulthood, but once people are around eighteen to twenty years old, their bodies will age rapidly until they are old. Must become a withered skeleton.

Could it be that these people are going to investigate the anomalies in this street?

"No problem." Riya agreed to their request. Of course he could find those books, but it was impossible to find them all, because Riya still needed to leave some for himself to read.

In addition, there is no one-click search function for people to find all the key words in the book. If you want to find them, you need to read them one by one.

Maybe there are mysterious items that can do such a thing, but these people are obviously not qualified to hold such mysterious items.

Those things cost too much, so use them as little as possible.

"Follow me."

Riya took them to find books, and then placed the found items in specific locations one by one.

After an unknown amount of time, these people sat in front of a pile of books and began to read.

They are responsible for the security work of the city, which is of course not ordinary security, but a specific investigation of extraordinary beings.

Riya stood next to them and asked curiously: "Did something happen again on Zolamu Street?"

"A lot of people are missing, and the stories in these books are a great way to say, hey, do you have any clues?"

"I don't understand those horror stories. I think I'd better praise the sun more...praise the sun and protect me from such bad things."

With that said, Riya left there, and the investigators did not stop him. They frowned and read through the legends about the neighborhood.

This street was called "Ghost" Zolamu. At first, people were still curious about the legend there. The street even became a tourist attraction, and many brave people ran there to look for "dry bones".

After all, the original residents of Zoramu could still survive for a long time even if they were reduced to skin and bones.