Half an hour later, He Yu had resolved all the troubles and walked out of the sacrificial offerings display area with a calm expression.

He was covered in blood and brain matter, there was really nothing that could be done. Gikonno was crying and shouting, and he was acting hysterically, which was really annoying.

So he had to put in a little more effort to kill one more person. As for why it took so long, the reason is quite strange.

When the thread severed the idiot's head, the man, as if by magic, held the severed head and put it back together. The scene was quite comical, and He Yu admitted that he was somewhat stunned at the time.

He hadn't walked fifty meters when he heard a cheerful voice say, "I quite like that guy."

An hour ago, the silly girl who wanted to commit suicide was now sitting on a platform in the exhibition area, next to a mutated human specimen that had been brutally murdered and dissected halfway through, with a carefree smile on her face, as if she would blow someone's head off with the gun at her waist at any moment.

He Yu had no idea what Pandora was up to, and he didn't care when she had been there. But this was her house, so whatever she wanted to do was none of his business.

This future Jerusalem elite stood on tiptoe and peered behind him for a moment. Once he was sure he had seen the corpse, he looked like a carnivore discovering its dead prey, with an undisguised curiosity and excitement.

Then, she jumped off the platform and said, "That guy ran around the entire banquet looking for a man called Number Three, who seemed to be his partner or something. I didn't expect you to have killed him."

He Yu rummaged in his pocket for a while, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes he had swiped from Beelzebub, indicating that he was too lazy to listen to her nonsense.

He felt a sense of unfamiliarity and distance towards people with words like "powerful and wealthy," but he didn't think this little kid could be anything to be afraid of.

Pandora does have some familiar traits, and she's more like an extremely boring, vulgar person. When you're dealing with someone like that, you just need to light a cigarette and ignore whatever nonsense she's spouting.

"I enjoy watching you kill people." The other person clearly didn't understand the deeper meaning, still wearing an amused expression as they walked towards him, completely unconcerned about the potential instant kill. "You're really cool when you do it. Teach me how to kill someone?"

“At your age, you should be lying in your room listening to absurd love stories,” He Yu said.

“But I enjoy watching you kill people,” Pandora replied immediately. “It sounds so enjoyable. I don’t know why they made Lilith do it and didn’t take me with them.”

He sized up the boy, pondering how to dispose of the body if he actually went through with it: "You don't seem to be just looking to kill someone."

A crack appeared in Pandora's smile, as if she had suddenly fallen into the abyss of those words, leaving her breathless.

She stood there with her hands hanging down, her fists clenched unconsciously, looking as if she had suffered a great loss.

"So, what else do you think I'd like to do?"

He Yu understood. It was a very boring thing, and not worth anyone thinking about at all, but at this moment he really put himself in it.

She stood in this castle belonging to the powerful and wealthy, but in reality, she seemed to have nowhere to go.

He knew that these poor souls were always at the bottom of the list, that's how it was with everything. They stood in the corner, desperate, as if something extremely terrible was forcing them to their doom. For these people, the most dangerous thing about the world was that they wished for their own existence to disappear, and the world itself was perhaps their greatest enemy.

After a moment of silence, He Yu thought it best not to get involved, as these kinds of difficult family problems were like a nightmare.

“How should I know?” he said. “Why don’t you think about it yourself? For example, kill a few people first. Killing people will calm most people down.”

The girl glared at him fiercely for a few seconds, then suddenly called out, "Lilith!"

He Yu almost snapped her head off. The two were very close, and he was sure that it would take him less than two seconds from the start to the end, but what appeared was a mutated creature.

It climbed over from the other side of the wall, looking just like its mother, a hellhound. With practiced ease, it stuffed the corpse into its stomach—it's unclear how it swallowed it, as the body didn't look very big, but its abdominal cavity didn't bulge at all after being stuffed in, perhaps because it had some advanced decomposition function.

Then, it extended its petal-shaped tongue to clean up the bloodstains. The organ itself was covered in mucus, making it a completely intelligent cleaning machine.

Five minutes later, the exhibition area was clean, as if nothing had happened.

The lives of the rich are indeed quite special; they don't even use normal cleaning tools.

He Yu looked at the monster that had climbed back onto the wall and said in a complicated tone, "You named it that?"

The fearless hostess shrugged: "What's wrong? I can also be called Lilith. The name is really irrelevant."

At that moment, she was leaning against the wall, stroking the wound of a mutated specimen, which was how it looked when it was dying. It seemed that the child had a strange intimacy with those injuries, and the atmosphere was quite unconventional.

“I can get you a lot of mutated creatures.” She thought for a moment and offered what she thought were very good terms. “I can also get you their flesh and blood, Beelzebub and Andrei. I don’t know about Lilith’s, but they both cherish her very much. My power is so-so, but… what’s that saying again? ‘Some people can always get what others want,’ and I’m that kind of person.”

After she finished speaking, she gave He Yu a smile, but it wasn't a complete smile, because something was twisted inside it.

“I don’t like those people,” Pandora said after a moment of silence.

Her fingers dug into the specimen's eyes, staring at the countless corpses before her, so pitiful and yet so tedious, their slender bodies taut as if in conflict with everyone in Jerusalem.

Then, she suddenly snatched the pack of cigarettes back in a nervous manner, revealing some of the mischievous traits unique to young people.

"I like you operatives, you can do whatever you want without having to think about the consequences." She said slowly, as if making a decision, talking about something she greatly admired.

"Beelzebub described you as idiots with impure motives, like a mutant species that likes to spit acid in people's faces. Weeks likes to tinker with these things. I know about image building, but I still wanted to meet you. I didn't expect... wow, you guys are fucking handsome."

Suddenly, Pandora paused and looked at a certain spot in the air.

"Come with me, I'll show you something good."