Indonesia had been completely devastated. People were displaced, and the losses were immense.
It was also through the deliberate cooperation of Budiman and the others that the areas with the most Satan believers were thoroughly purged. Vast numbers of Satan Cult followers were killed, causing those believers who realized what was happening to quickly withdraw from the area.
Thus, when Satan brought out the Egg of the Hill, it did not choose Indonesia. This place had already lost its former value.
On Old Mill Street in France, a police officer walked along the road, stopping passing vehicles. Beside him stood a closed-campus schoolyard with Ottoman-style grayish-white stone-brick walls, arched relief decorations, and simple, practical lines.
As the bell rang, the school gates opened.
A group of neatly dressed students filed out in unison. There were no uniforms here; as long as they were dressed neatly, that was enough.
Happy smiles covered the students' faces. For them, getting out of school was the happiest time of day, and the moment they looked forward to most.
"See you tomorrow, Sophie." After saying goodbye to a girl with doll-like bangs, a boy in a tweed jacket turned with another friend and headed toward another street.
"Hey, do you think Sophie likes Thomas, or does she like me more?" he cautiously asked the other boy, hoping to hear the answer he wanted.
"I think she probably likes Thomas more. Jack Torrance has a puppy, and she said she really likes small animals. Plus, Thomas's Mohawk is so trendy!" The blunt honesty of the boy beside him made his face immediately fall.
"I can grow a Mohawk too. It's just that my mom won't let me keep a pet." With a worried look, he scanned the passersby wildly, as though hoping to find someone with