They all call me an Outer God.

Firstly, it was an attempt to seize power; secondly, they were also very concerned about the current situation of Geherus.

"Now that things have come to this, do you really still think we can advance to meme zero?"

[It's not that we think it's necessary, it's that we must. Although we don't have our own memes, it's not difficult for us to steal existing ones.]

"When did we have to become so despicable?"

We have never explicitly stated that we are purely benevolent... Only the victors have the right to write history, and besides, this is a perfect opportunity to observe the slumbering Judgment Star.

"Then let's do it this way, James. Remember to prepare a reason for your patient and then gather at Cranbea promptly."

After saying this, the aged voice disappeared without a trace.

James scoffed, "A bunch of idiots."

Forcing employees to work when they don't want to is utterly inhuman.

As for making up excuses to leave the patient—did he even need to make up excuses for Ria? The last time he saw that wicked capitalist was the last time.

However, this reminded James that he didn't know how Ria was doing, but that didn't stop him from sending Ria some local specialties.

The moon worms here are quite good; they taste delicious and are suitable for eating raw or grilled.

Then James waved his hand, and the moon worms within a kilometer radius were instantly wiped out.

During this time, James also saw a faceless man drinking by the roadside. Hephis Gott's behavior was always strange and illogical, and James didn't have time to deal with them for the time being. He just casually asked as he passed by, "What are you up to now? Tell me, and if your reason is reasonable, I might spare your life."

The faceless man slowly raised his head and saw that the plague doctor had not fled either. He simply squeezed out a bitter expression on his face, filled with deep sorrow.

"Doctor, I think I've broken up with my boyfriend..."

Before the other man could finish speaking, James shot him dead. Then he adjusted his small round cap and pulled a box of matches from the crevice in his stomach.

It's a lie to say he wouldn't kill anyone; James kills any idiot who spouts nonsense.

"Whoosh—" He lit a cigarette and stuffed the smoldering smoke directly into his mask. Not long after, a crow with white smoke coming out of its head and beak took off and disappeared into the sky.

Another chaotic day.

……

Now let's talk about Ria.

A while has passed since he entered the Gluttony Gate.

The environment here is similar to a five-star restaurant, with top-notch setting, food, and service. Guests stand in twos and threes, holding wine glasses and chatting and laughing, but their eyes are not on each other at all. Instead, they all glance in the direction of the outsiders, and wherever they go, those eyes follow.

But if you ignore these strange things, this place can indeed be described as "high-end".

A crystal chandelier casts a soft yet dazzling light from the soaring ceiling, while the walls are covered in a blend of soft beige and deep emerald green, with carefully arranged green plants and artworks placed in a pleasing and harmonious manner.

Each meticulously prepared dish on the table is presented like a work of art, vibrant in color and enticing with aroma. From the light and delicate appetizers to the rich and robust main courses, and finally to the sweet temptation of the desserts, every dish is a testament to the chef's ultimate pursuit and innovative interpretation of the original flavors of the ingredients.

The waiters, dressed in crisp uniforms, wore smiles and their eyes revealed their love for their work and respect for the guests.

Whether it's the gentle strains of a cello adding a touch of romance to the dinner, or the thoughtful service that appears promptly when guests need it, everything conveys a sense of meticulous care.

The only problem was that their attentiveness was a bit too meticulous. They asked for tips very frequently; almost every few steps, a waiter would run up to him to describe how upscale and luxurious the place was, and then ask for a tip.

The waiter will explain what brand of air freshener is being used, how exquisite the green plants on both sides are, and how complex the gemstone chandelier overhead is in terms of cutting techniques…

The workers who build these buildings have it so tough.

"So, out of consideration for them, you should pay for these expenses."

Claden's eyes widened. He wasn't particularly fond of money anymore, nor had he become an idiot. Why didn't these people start by charging him about how wheat is planted in the land?

Looking at Ria again, she was still maintaining a polite smile on the surface, but in reality, veins were faintly bulging on her forehead.

To be fair, when it comes to learning how to avoid the pitfalls of shady dealers, they are always the experts.

Claden was a little afraid that Ria might tear this place down in a fit of anger, but Ria just took a deep breath and looked at the little Swarth on her shoulder. The little Swarth stretched out its front paws, and virtual currency appeared above it.

[Money -10000]

The waiter immediately beamed and said, "Have a pleasant day."

He left, but before Ria and the others had gone far, another waiter came over with a steak and talked about the cow's pedigree, mentioning that the cow's mother had died in childbirth and that everyone who ate the steak should pay for the mother's death and the breeder's emotional compensation.

Oh, and that also includes the cost of feeding, transporting, and slaughtering the cow.

Lia silently turned her head: "Can I kill him?"

"No, Lord Kercha! Spending money is just a formality. Once we've spent it, we can leave. Money is just an external thing; don't focus too much on it."

"So who will compensate me for my emotional distress?"

"Just bear with it and it will pass, really."

"Well."

[Money -100000]

Ria continued to gesture for Schwarz to pay, then walked forward with a friendly expression. As he passed the waiter, the young man leaned close to the waiter's head and said something to him, causing the waiter to turn pale.

Claden's face also turned pale.

"Was he... just saying he was going to kill his whole family?"

The fact that these waiters could drive the good-natured Ria to this point is enough to show how skilled they are. However, Craden suddenly felt that Ria was finally showing some humanity at this moment. Before, he seemed like a supernatural being wearing human skin, devoid of warmth.

However, Claden still advised Ria not to kill anyone yet, saying it wouldn't be too late to do it later, because killing someone here would play right into Sofia's hands, and all the money would turn from a positive number to a negative number.

The main meal hasn't started yet. This restaurant is a real historical establishment, and its waiters are extremely demanding, yet wealthy people still flock here to dine.

Because everyone was looking forward to tasting the restaurant's signature dish, that rare and priceless piece of meat, which was said to cure all diseases and grant immortality.

This sounds outrageous, but the chefs responsible for cooking the meat are all living legends who have tasted meat and lived for hundreds of years.

"Rumor has it that the ingredient... is the flesh and blood of angels."

(End of this chapter)