Loki looked rather bedraggled now.
Although the four fingers that had been cut off had already grown back, they still looked somewhat different from the originals on his other hand. Their color and size resembled those of a newborn's.
The wound Zhang Heng had inflicted on his chest had long since stopped bleeding as well. Hidden Sheath's unhealable property seemed to have had no effect on him at all. Yet upon closer inspection, one could see that the wound had not completely healed; it had merely become incredibly tiny, too small for blood to flow out. Similar tiny wounds remained where his fingers had been severed, though the gunshot wound in his abdomen had fully recovered.
Loki now looked like a middle-aged office drone who had just been laid off, walking home with a worried frown, sighing as he went, seemingly agonizing over how to face the wife and children waiting for him to come home from work.
He deliberately slowed his pace and dawdled for a while. He even paused outside a clothing store, changed into a new coat, and only then continued on his way.
During that time, he heard a helicopter passing overhead. He looked up at the aircraft flying out of the city and made a gesture of aiming and firing. After amusing himself like that, his mood seemed to improve somewhat. His steps became light again, and he even began humming a tune as he skipped along until he finally arrived in front of an apartment building.
There was nothing remarkable about the apartment building. It looked like any other apartment building in the city, and because of the mass evacuation, it was especially deserted.
Loki also encountered a cat downstairs. Unlike the stray cats the players had encountered earlier, which had been deformed by