He let out a deep breath and repeatedly told himself.
Now was not the time to risk his life fighting those two damned donkeys. It was not even time to find his sister and beat up some damned Blondie.
There was only one thing he needed to do now.
Find sufficiently outstanding pure-blooded humans.
Her expression steadied. She casually found a place to sit and, amid the astonished gazes of those nearby, sat in the snow and began to think.
What she possessed now was an exceptionally outstanding Winged Race body, along with Path power.
Of course, her connection to the Boon of Order remained. She just did not know whether suddenly using such overpowered power of Order would draw the attention of those two Intellect donkeys...
For the same reason, she could not go looking for her old friends.
—The lack of any concept of distance in subspace, combined with an Emissary of Intellect's heaven-defying computational ability, truly made one plus one greater than two.
—Once discovered, she would have no chance of completing the mission or finding an opportunity to assassinate them. She would absolutely be blown to ash by mechanical cells and demon insect swarms!!
What she could use now was a blank-slate identity. All her former social connections had been rendered useless.
At that thought, even Sunday could not help feeling anxious.
What method could she use to find suitable people? Her face carried a troubled look.
She stood up and paced back and forth.
Could she really start from scratch and conduct a population survey one person at a time?
He repeatedly took deep breaths, then suddenly became alert.
—In his perception, a fairly capable Pathstrider was approaching him.
Who could it be?
Could it be a subordinate of Herta and Ruan Mei?
His entire