Before long, the contents of his cup were gone. Confusion was about to get up and head to the next place when he suddenly sensed something and looked up.
Without a sound, Remorse emerged from the void and appeared before him.
"There are six million seven hundred and sixteen thousand two hundred and seventeen people in total. I'll have to trouble you with them, fellow cultivator."
Before he could finish speaking, a streak of spiritual light flew over and vanished into the space that did not exist in reality.
Confusion lowered his gaze. Inside the space, where one figure after another lay, many more had appeared out of nowhere.
The number was exactly as Remorse had just said.
"Rest assured, fellow cultivator," Confusion said calmly. "Leave this matter to me."
Remorse nodded slightly. "I've already dealt with the Beast God Elder Council of this realm and its six other large nations. You needn't go there. The remaining members of the Beast God Race can be dealt with by this realm's Human Race."
With that, Remorse disappeared once more.
Confusion paused, then smiled helplessly.
His fellow cultivator Remorse was worried he'd leave no one alive if he went there.
"Though I despise the likes of demonic beasts, I know where to draw the line." He stood, opened the door, and stepped outside the shop.
Mutated monsters of all sizes were rampaging everywhere. Fires blazed across the city, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.
At the very center, the enormous dark-red, seven-headed bird had grown even larger. Each beat of its wings seemed to bring the sky crashing down.
"Very well. I'll leave a few more alive, then."
Nearly three billion members of the Beast God Race lived in the Cangyue Empire. His original plan had been to round the number