Pride refused to discuss anything with them about large predators or code names, focusing only on heading toward the Chinese supermarket. Greed, on the other hand, was full of enthusiasm. "I think you could make a map and mark every Nature Reserve and all the large predators inside them. That would definitely be interesting."
"That would definitely get a lot of humans killed," Brainiac said. "The reason I isolated them from the crowds was to minimize their contact with people, not to turn them into demon lords in castles and have ordinary people charge at them like heroes delivering takeout."
"Fine. But you'd lure enemies there, right?"
"You're making meaningless assumptions," Brainiac said. "If I knew child kidnappers and their victims were hiding there, I would rescue them immediately, not turn the place into an arena and play some battle royale game of who could survive until the end. That would be meaningless for a program."
"That's a little boring." Greed shrugged. "If I were you, I'd regularly drop batches of utterly vile criminals into the Nature Reserves, start a livestream, and charge admission. You'd make a fortune."
"If I did that, would they attack the criminals I dropped in, or join forces to attack me?"
"You're pretty smart. How boring."
Together, they arrived outside a large supermarket. Calling it a supermarket was accurate enough, but it was really a huge square building. It had no particular aesthetic appeal, yet since all the buildings around it were square as well, it somehow looked fairly harmonious.
The moment they stepped inside, they saw a sea of red. Whether it was the warehouse manager's taste or Brainiac's stereotype, the decor was unmistakably Chinatown style. Lanterns hung from wooden pillars, upside-down fortune characters were pasted everywhere, and there were brush-written phrases whose meanings