Chapter 325: Fraudster

"No, no, I should be just an ordinary person. Where did I become abnormal?"

"Is it since I came here..."

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have walked on the road with the missing manhole cover on a rainy day."

Riya comforted himself a little. He now had a cane for a reason, which was to explore the road at a critical moment to avoid falling into the sewer.

"Don't let me find out who stole the manhole cover!"

"Gu?" Little Shival watched Riya start to say something that was inconsistent with his usual temperament and difficult to understand to ease his mood when there were no outsiders around, and then watched him walk to the bookshelf and pick up a book.

"The Godhead sounds like an item, and even if we take in followers, we can't consider those people. No one knows whether what the ghost said just now is true or false."

As he said, Riya used the Batantusa coin to divine, and the result was facing up.

It's true.

"... Let's be more cautious."

Riya took the coin back. He could now be expressionless when his eyes were taken away. This little pain was nothing, and it could even make him more sober.

"To interpret a werewolf, you can start from Hephisgetu. You must deceive yourself before deceiving others."

If you interpret those memes at the same time, you will become a werewolf, a guard, a hunter, a magician, a black businessman——

A black-hearted businessman who defends his own interests and is good at using fraud——

[Fraudster]

"Interesting." Leah tried to use his extraordinary ability to change his appearance. He and Little Shival were one. It stands to reason that he could also distort his appearance at will.

But this process is very painful, so Leah usually doesn't try it easily.

Little Shival stood in front of Leah and squatted, staring at him with two golden eyes like rings, and his ear feathers stood up and fell in surprise.

It saw Leah turned into a gray wolf wearing capitalist clothes. The wolf was standing, with a tail as long as one meter, and the long gray hair almost squeezed out of the clothes.

This image is mysterious and dangerous at the same time, as if as long as you stare at it for a moment, the fangs will instantly pierce someone's throat.

"It seems that this is what a werewolf should look like, right?"

In the end, Riya did not directly choose to play the true form of Hephisgetu. He preferred to go against them and follow others blindly. In the end, he might not even know how he died.

He lifted his glasses, and the lenses reflected a cold light.

Behind the lenses were deep and terrifying, as if they could see through the hearts of others at a glance.

"Before playing, I still need to check the assets of my believers. After all, it is natural to pay back debts, and they owe enough funds."

The blank pages of the book were turned over, and the gray wolf stared at the contents of the book, feeling that it was true.

He took all these things away, intending to sell them at a high price at a certain time, and anyone who asked would say they were antiques.

In fact, they were indeed antiques.

As for the murals, Riya went back and studied them carefully for a while, but still did not come to any new conclusions.

The ghost said they could be his followers, but Riya didn't even know how to find them. Maybe most of the time, he didn't need to find them, but followers who couldn't see people at the critical moment were still useless.

Riya had never thought about collecting followers. If he had to say it, his followers must be creatures related to money.

For example, Shival, Shival, and Shival.

The mythical black dragon sounded very good at making money, like an extra-large piggy bank.

"This time the harvest is good, and some of the questions I have always had have been answered... But why do I want to fight Hephaestu more?"

Riya muttered, and walked around the whole building again. Other places were empty, with no special decorations, except candles.

There were no doors or windows here, and he didn't know where the entrance and exit were, but it would be wrong if someone wanted to lock him up here, after all, such a wall could not restrain Riya at all.

He only needed to step down, and the whole wall would collapse.

"It's not my style to destroy ancient buildings, and this place also carries the hard work of artists..."

Riya thought carefully and finally decided to let Shival pack up all the murals and take them away, while he continued to look for other things in the palace.

A few dozen minutes later, the young man who had turned into a gray wolf came to the top floor with a kerosene lamp and a cane.

There was a sacrificial array there, and above the sacrificial array was a treasure chest that looked like the one pirates used to store their nautical spoils.

The dark tentacles opened the box, and the pile of gold inside almost blinded Riya's eyes.

The tentacles quickly closed the box again.

"I have a feeling that those people are watching me move forward step by step as if they are setting up a game, and then setting difficult problems for me in different places, and now they are placing gold as a reward."

"How dirty and stupid, memes do not represent character, do I look like someone who would be moved by money?"

Riya despised them in her heart, and then said to the mythical creature: "Swar, put the things away."

"...Gu."

Little Swar grew bigger and planned to swallow those things into his stomach, but as soon as it approached, Riya said: "Wait."

He stepped forward and used his tentacles to push away the top layer of gold, and found that the things below were a pile of squeezed sponges.

In this regard, Riya felt that they were serious about wanting to become his followers, and even learned the "marketing methods".

Generally, this behavior would be used on food in restaurants or stores, making things look like a lot, but in fact there is only one layer.

To be able to realize such an essence, the unknown existence must have learned bad things from humans.

"Don't hold back, Shival, let's take this place away. If we can't take it away, we'll tear it down and sell it back. It's a rare opportunity to come here once, so we can't return empty-handed."

"Ah!" Little Shival shouted excitedly, and quickly corroded a hole in the wall with his tentacles so that Riya and himself could go out.

At the moment the wall was broken through, the fishy and salty sea breeze immediately blew in, and the black sea hanging in the sky showed its existence in an extremely high-profile manner, and from time to time it made the "clattering" sound made by the rolling waves.

However, due to the remote location, these sounds were not real, and they were eerie and empty, making people have to worry about when they would all pour down.

There was a complete city under the Black Sea, which was surrounded by forests. The building where Riya and the others were located was at the edge of the forest.

Looking out, one could see an endless sea of ​​gray mud. The mud stayed calmly in its original place, and there were no trapped heads or extraordinary creatures in it. It was very peaceful.