I'm an orphan!

WarGreymon also told Himeko about the remaining contestants.

"A total of one hundred and thirty people entered the amusement park. Forty-one died for various reasons, including contestants hunting one another, encounters with danger, and triggering traps. One died at the hands of a monster that appeared on the road."

"Inukai entered the amusement park with the Five-Star Guardian and received a new mission requiring him to kill three contestants. That's also why he was looking for you. He hopes you can help him."

"Huaxia's authorities recommend that you collect the necessary food and water first, then gather various blueprints that can raise the technology level. Besides improving the train's environment, they can also give Huaxia's technological capabilities an additional boost."

In ten minutes, WarGreymon had practically dug up the personal records of everyone worth noting in the amusement park.

Their abilities, missions, and reasons for acting had essentially all been analyzed.

They had even provided an answer for how to give Taco emergency treatment.

"Knock him out. That way, it won't hurt."

At least it was a way to relieve the pain, wasn't it?

But Taco did not accept Himeko's suggestion to knock him unconscious with her bat so that everything would surely be fine when he opened his eyes again. Instead, he gritted his teeth, supported his broken right arm, and stood up from the ground.

"Although I do want Miss Himeko to shelter me, I can't be this pathetic."

"Pretty tough. Looks like having muscles grow into your brain isn't all bad." Himechi Cat offered his assessment of Taco.

This only strengthened her resolve to change Himechi Cat's appearance to Baseball Bat Raccoon. Speaking of which, was her inner self actually this sharp-tongued? How strange.

Himeko took out the medical kit and used its bandages to provide treatment that might not help, but was better than doing nothing. The three immediately turned back, with Himeko walking at the front, suitcase in hand. Following the signs, they soon left the Wax Museum.

Inukai, who had been behind them all along, trying to find Himeko and cooperate with her, wandered around for ages without managing to find her. He had wanted to shout for her, but abandoned the idea for fear of attracting monsters' attention. He could only use the most primitive method, searching slowly, one step at a time.

Even by the time Himeko left, he had not found her.

[Baka! That stupid pig! Himeko's already gone, and he's still running around like a headless chicken!]

[Japan's doomed with a contestant like this!]

[It's clearly a Wax Museum without any danger, but he's still being so cautious. He hasn't collected any supplies.]

[Amerika's Duncan found a nightstand blueprint and directly gave Amerika a 1% technology bonus! Those small countries that found food also received plentiful supply rewards. He's the only one doing nothing.]

[Why insult him? Isn't he competing for Japan? He just made a bad decision.]

[If I don't insult him, should I insult you?]

[Do you want to face me in a samurai duel? Come on!]

[Why do I feel like the whole world's attacking their own contestants? Is this some kind of special tradition?]

In Huaxia's livestream, many of the scrolling comments also expressed confusion over Himeko's thinking.

[Why bring that burden along? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him for a reward?]

[Why is our contestant such a bleeding heart? If I were that strong, I'd have gone on a killing spree ages ago.]

[Womanly compassion!]

[Keep barking, and she'll come ram you with the Astral Express in a minute.]

[Go on, keep insulting her. When she gets a chance to return to Huaxia and settles the score with you, I'll be right there clapping and cheering, then dip steamed buns in your blood to cure tuberculosis.]

[If Himeko weren't beautiful and kindhearted, Himechi Cat would definitely be evil beyond measure too. There's no way they'd get along peacefully like this.]

[I don't care. If she's in that position and isn't securing benefits for us, she's guilty.]

In the studio, WarGreymon and Wang Wu watched Himeko's every move, along with the activity in the scrolling comments.

Out of every ten comments, two attacked Himeko, three called her Mommy, two seriously analyzed the situation, two praised her mindlessly, and the last one sold porn.

"Why are so many people insulting her? Himeko hasn't done anything wrong."

WarGreymon looked utterly unperturbed.

"There's a lot of abuse online, but look closely and you'll find that ten ordinary viewers might not produce a single comment between them, while one person who likes stirring up trouble can post fifteen or twenty. Add in trolls pretending to be on the other side, and their share gets even bigger. It's nothing surprising. Look at the other countries if you don't believe me."

Wang Wu opened the other contestants' livestreams. They were likewise flooded with attacks, especially those of contestants who had failed, where the insults surged like waves.

"You're right. Aren't we going to do something?"

"Do what? Mass bans? That'll only make these people think we're silencing them and they're the clearheaded ones. Then they'll start claiming moral victories and making alt accounts to double down. Once Himeko does something, they'll turn to ash and vanish all on their own, howling like vampires seeing sunlight."

"You really know your stuff."

"Of course. In the morning, I pretend to be from Huacheng and mock Henan for stealing manhole covers. At noon, I pretend to be from Henan and attack Freljord. In the afternoon, I use a northeastern accent to insult Huacheng for having nothing but people with pica. In the evening, I'm from Haishi, looking down on the entire country. At midnight, I run twelve accounts to wage war in every direction. What storm haven't I weathered?"

WarGreymon planted his hands on his hips, immensely proud. "Across the entire internet, there aren't many more deserving of having their mothers die than me."

"Does your family know how proud you are?"

"I'm an orphan." WarGreymon grew even prouder.

In the amusement park, Himeko escorted Taco toward the infirmary. Along the way, she saw scattered corpses.

The smell of blood drifting through the air made her frown slightly.

Since transmigrating, she had not seen a dead person, much less personally killed any creature that could bleed.

The only thing that had died at her hands was that Rocking Ride. Even Taco's wax figure had not died; its movement had merely been restricted.

The gruesome sight left her somewhat ill at ease.

"This way."

Although the amusement park was large, its routes were not particularly complicated. There were signposts everywhere, not to mention the map Himeko held.

Soon, the infirmary came into Himeko's view.

Also appearing was the Red-Nosed Doctor, sprinting after a contestant. With someone in danger, Himeko naturally could not stand by indifferently.

"Himechi Cat, sorry for the trouble, but please keep an eye on Taco."

"Leave it to me."

Himechi Cat also pulled out a Monomolecular Saw. Although it was a product of Imagenesis, its damage could not be underestimated.

The Red-Nosed Doctor was practically a humanoid tank, standing three meters tall and carrying a syringe longer than a person. Every step shattered the ground beneath him.

The contestant being chased clutched several bottles of medicine, and many bloodstains remained on her body.

"No, stay away!"

Seeing that blood-filled syringe about to stab down, the contestant began screaming for help.

Cries for help were hardly rare in the amusement park. She had heard them before, too, but for her own safety, she had not dared make a sound and had quietly slipped away along another route.

"Someone, please save me!"

Just as the syringe was about to stab down, a saw blade radiating scorching heat arrived first.