Hera looked at her naked body and began searching for clothes among the pile of items.

Si Xiaobei had told her before that running naked was bad and that she should always wear clothes.

After searching through almost all of these items, Hera finally found a set of clothes that looked like a woman's.

After awkwardly putting it on, she started looking for food again.

As for the tall, thin man's corpse, it had long been burst apart by these items, leaving not a trace.

If Hera had feelings, she would definitely be so angry that she would beat her chest and stamp her feet.

They didn't find much other food, but there was an abundance of meat, and it was the most human flesh Hera had ever eaten.

What struck her as odd was that the meat had been processed, cut into pieces like chicken or duck.

As Hera ate, she mentally calculated that there was about the flesh of ten people.

Although most of the meat is from ordinary people, some types of meat are relatively high in calories.

This will just replenish the energy Hera consumed in this battle.

After finishing her meal, Hera ignored everything else and went straight to the burly man's corpse, still impaled on a bone whip.

Picking up the bone whip and attaching it to her back, Hera began to carefully examine the burly man's corpse.

She lightly dabbed a little blood on her hand, then suddenly grabbed at the rock wall.

The hard rock was easily scratched, leaving a deep scratch.

It seems this blood can enhance anything it touches; this is a good thing.

Hera licked all the blood off her hands and swallowed it, choosing not to digest it but to store it in her body.

With a thought, the blood stored in the body adhered to the hand again, and the effect was the same.

Seeing that this was feasible, Hera held the strong man's corpse up to her.

It opened its little mouth and carefully ate him all, not even letting a drop of blood escape.

Hera licked the blood from the corner of her mouth and put the bone whip back, along with the blood on it.

Although I didn't get to eat much this time, I got a good thing, so it was a very rewarding experience.

Hera suddenly sensed something, turned her head, and looked at a mountaintop next to her.

At the mountaintop, Ye Ciqing held Hera's mantis in his hand, looking at Hera and the pile of weapons beside him with a strange expression.

"Did you loot an armory?"

He took a step forward and fell down the mountain.

A giant skeletal hand emerged from his back, grabbing at the rock wall beside him for cushioning.

Ye Ciqing slowly descended, and the skeletal hand on his back turned into ashes, scattering in the air.

"Two people tried to kill me, so I killed them, and then one of them dropped a bunch of stuff."

Hera pointed to the signs of a fight nearby, then to the pile of weapons, and began to explain.

"Oh..." Ye Ciqing nodded, "Then you didn't lose out, the other side even got some equipment."

Hera tilted her head, not understanding what he was saying.

"To be honest, it really doesn't suit you to wear a cheongsam with your long hair down."

Ye Ciqing looked at Hera's black cheongsam and shook his head slightly.

Herazer didn't care; to her, there wasn't much difference between good-looking and bad-looking.

Ye Ciqing returned the mantis to Hera, saying, "By the way, this is your clone, isn't it? I didn't expect you to have this ability."

"Hmm." Hera took the mantis, nodded, and then popped it into her mouth and ate it.

This disgusted Ye Ciqing so much that he retreated several steps, but then, as if remembering something, he asked curiously:

"Since you can create clones like this, why don't you send a few tiny insects or cells into the enemy's body during battle and kill them from the inside?"

Hera lowered her head, gathered her thoughts, and answered slowly and deliberately:

"Because if they are too small, they won't understand."

"ha?"

Hera continued to explain,

"This isn't control, it's a command. I give commands to my clones, and they will absolutely obey."

However, if the cells are too small and don't process much information, they won't understand my commands, and I won't be able to control them.

Ye Ciqing suddenly realized, "So that praying mantis from earlier was the smallest size you could control?"

"Mmm." Hera nodded.

"Your ability is quite impressive. Right now, it's probably because your mental strength is too weak. Once your mental strength is stronger, you'll probably be able to control cell attacks."

Ye Ciqing shrugged and walked to the pile of weapons, rummaging through them like a mischievous child.

Hera then walked to the side and picked up her severed head and eyeballs.

Wow, a revolver!

Ye Ciqing suddenly found a revolver and struck a few poses like a Western cowboy.

"Hehe, really cool, I'll keep it." With that, he put the pistol into his pocket.

"Oh, by the way, did those people say they wanted to cut off your head and offer it to the gods because you have white hair?"

Ye Ciqing turned to Hera and asked, but when he saw her holding her own head, he was first startled, and then he understood the answer.

“Yes.” Hera thought for a moment and nodded decisively.

The head in his hand also merged into his body.

"Damn, this is definitely not a good god, it's definitely a monster, that's confirmed now! I bet the others are fighting Onii-chan and the others right now!"

Ye Ciqing cursed angrily and looked at Hera, "Do you know where they are right now?"

"I know." Hera nodded slightly to him and started running in one direction.

Ye Ciqing quickly followed.

...

"Everyone, don't be nervous. Your two friends just went to a place with our people. There's no danger for them."

The lead palanquin bearer, looking at the samurai sword so close at hand and the special investigation team members with swords drawn, showed no fear whatsoever.

"Tell me where they are, or I'll kill you."

Ye Yiqing didn't believe his nonsense at all, gripping the knife and speaking in an extremely cold tone.

The leader sighed helplessly, "If you continue like this, we won't be able to take you to see God."

Besides, you promised not to cause trouble, so I think you should just stay with us obediently to avoid any unpleasantness later.

He finished speaking with a mocking smile, his tone full of threat.

Ye Yiqing remained unmoved, her gaze fixed on Captain Sun Hai.

The others also looked at Sun Hai, waiting for his decision.

Sun Hai slowly closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

Then his eyes snapped open, and he pulled a pure black handle from his pocket, shouting loudly at the special investigation team members:

"Emergency situation! Special Investigation Team, prepare for battle!"

The moment he finished speaking, the handle in his hand was instantly enveloped in darkness, transforming into a gigantic scythe like the Grim Reaper.

The blade is like a crow's beak.