They all call me the Outer God

15, a common number for Riya.

James also said that this number is an integer favored by God. When he saw it again this time, Leah did not feel any affection. Too many coincidences would not add up to coincidence. He could not understand what this number wanted to convey at all. meaning.

Of course, it is also very possible that he is simply overly worried. After all, he has been paranoid recently and it is difficult to relax his tense nerves.

"When this disease is cured, I must take a long vacation for myself."

Riya brought the moth close to her eyes, its tiny tentacles swaying constantly, and her dark eyes stared at the young man in front of her.

Normal moth wings would never have such regular numbers, so Ria could determine that the number was a mark made by someone.

And what needs to be marked...

"Experimental animals."

Ria's heart sank.

"There are blood stains on the edges of the moth's wings, and the only blood that has appeared so far is the skin of a killed living corpse. Is it always attached to the skin?"

Or maybe it was always attached to the living corpse that looked like a dead skeleton.

Riya couldn't understand these things, so he chose to take the moth back to the library for professional epidemic doctors to identify it.

In the old Cabernet Library, the lights have been extinguished, except for a small cluster of candles.

Doctor Bird's Beak continued to flip through the books with the help of the only firelight. After a while, an old man tremblingly approached him, holding a blanket in one hand and a medicine bottle to inject an intravenous drip, and handed the thermal supplies to the doctor.

"You're still not resting at this late hour?" Erinte smiled gently, the eye stain around her eyes was still serious.

"The doctor doesn't need to sleep." Bruna didn't turn his head, but the old man covered his back with a thick blanket.

"That's okay. You should rest more if you can. No one likes to work all the time. Let's take a nap."

"..." Bruna sighed inaudibly and stood up, "Let me change your dressing."

The doctor successfully changed Eileen's medicine, and then he sat back down in his original position: "Old Hodder, what do you think is...or, what do you think of 'death'?"

"I don't understand that kind of thing."

Erinte stretched out her hand without needles, and the back of her hand was densely covered with needle holes: "I don't need to think about this problem, because I am enjoying every day of my life."

"But aging is still tormenting you."

The doctor flipped the yellowed pages of the book: "You are a Zolamu. You will always go back to the place where you were born. Go back before it's too late."

"If a few more days pass, you will become something no one wants to see, and the group of people from the Order Association will judge you as a heretic in your most precious library - they will kill you completely. "

"No, no, doctor, nothing can be worse than now."

Erinte stroked her facial folds: "I have experienced all stages of life in a short period of time, and this is already worth it."

"I love my life. Everything I touch every day, even just breathing, makes me realize the meaning of life."

"My blood is flowing, my heart is beating, and I am truly living in this world."

After saying that, she took the medicine bottle and left the place illuminated by the fire, and walked back to her room. Outside the door, a young man wearing a black hat and holding a cane stood there at some point.

The young man helped her back to the door of the room. She didn't ask who was helping her. She kept a kind smile and slowly moved her legs. The medicine in the medicine bottle was also passing by drop by drop, and from time to time a medicine appeared. bubble.

"You're a good boy... Good night kid."

Ms. Eileen Hodder walked into her own room, and Riya also found Dr. Birdbill who was reading a book again, sitting opposite him, with a coin in his hand flipping flexibly between her fingers.

"Did you hear everything?"

Riya nodded and stopped what he was doing, and the doctor also glanced at the coin in his hand: "The mysterious item Batantusa coin, is it too extravagant to use this kind of thing to ask questions?"

"I haven't asked anything yet."

Riya was very honest: "But I can already guess that some of your previous words were lies, doctor."

"Oh? What are those words?"

"Ms. Ilinte is not an ordinary patient. She is from the Zoramu neighborhood. People there are burdened with the curse of aging from birth, and she will also become a so-called living corpse in a short period of time."

"It seems you heard more than I thought - so how do you prove I'm lying with this?"

"Just because you're paying attention to her."

Riya picked up the Batantusa coin with two fingers, shook it slightly, and the Batantusa coin disappeared automatically.

“Disordered people have connections, but non-disordered patients don’t.

The disordered person - it seems inaccurate to say this, because she has not joined us yet. You want to persuade her to join the secret keepers because she has disordered syndrome, so she stays here.

With your ability, you can capture some people from Zoramu Street for research. There is no need to focus on one person. "

The young man's eyes were illuminated by a layer of fire: "The above is purely my personal speculation. Even if it is wrong, I will not be responsible for my own remarks."

"Hahahaha!" Bruna laughed a few times, curled his fingers and nodded his head, "You have a pretty good head."

"Thank you, I just replaced it."

Riya made a joke, then put aside the previous things, took out a dying moth from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Does the doctor know this thing? It may come from the body of a zombie."

"Number 15?" Bruna pinched its wings with his index finger and thumb and put it in front of the lens.

Riya: "My attending doctor told me that 15 is a very special integer, but no one told me how special it is."

The church's conviction candles are 15, and the meme cards of the disordered are exactly 15. Riya is very eager to know the truth. The pollution in his body seems to have affected his behavior to a certain extent. For example, now, Riya's desire for knowledge is abnormally high.

He is eager for knowledge and wants to know all the answers. From time to time, he has all kinds of thoughts and judgments in his mind. Riya knows that this is not a good thing.

In this world, the more you know, the easier it is to get stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate yourself.

So he tried his best to restrain his thoughts. At this moment, he only needed to learn some things about the origin of moths from the bird-beak doctor in front of him, and he didn't have to know the meaning of the integer fifteen.

The doctor also became serious, and his opinion was exactly the same as James'.