Hela looked at her naked body and began searching for clothes among the pile of items.
Si Xiaobei had told her before that running naked was bad and that she should always wear clothes.
After searching through almost all of these items, Hela finally found a set of clothes that looked like a woman's.
After awkwardly putting it on, she started looking for something to eat again.
As for the tall, thin man's corpse, it had long been burst apart by these items, leaving not a trace.
If Hela had feelings, she would definitely be so angry that she would beat her chest and stamp her feet.
They didn't find much other food, but there was an abundance of meat, and it was the most human flesh Hela had ever eaten.
What struck her as odd was that the meat had been processed, cut into pieces like chicken or duck.
As Hela ate, she mentally calculated that there was roughly the flesh of ten people.
Although most of the meat is from ordinary people, some types of meat are relatively high in calories.
This will just replenish the energy Hela used up in this battle.
After finishing her meal, Hela ignored everything else and went straight to the burly man's corpse, still impaled on a bone whip.
Picking up the bone whip and attaching it to her back, Hela began to carefully examine the burly man's corpse.
She lightly dabbed a little blood on her hand, then suddenly grabbed at the rock wall.
The hard rock was easily scratched, leaving a deep claw mark.
It seems this blood can enhance anything it touches; this is a good thing.
Hela licked all the blood off her hands and swallowed it, choosing not to digest it but to store it in her body.
With a thought, the blood stored in his body adhered to his hand again, and the effect was the same.
Seeing that this was feasible, Hela held the strong man's corpse up to her.
It opened its little mouth and carefully ate him whole, not even letting a drop of blood escape.
Hela licked the blood from the corner of her mouth and put the bone whip back, blood still on it.
Although I didn't get to eat much this time, I got a good item, so it was a very rewarding experience.
Hela suddenly sensed something, turned her head, and looked at a mountaintop next to her.
At the mountaintop, Ye Ciqing held Hela's mantis in his hand, looking at Hela and the pile of weapons beside her with a strange expression.
"Did you loot an armory?"
He took a step forward and fell down the hilltop.
A giant skeletal hand emerged from his back, grabbing towards the rock wall beside him for cushioning.
Ye Ciqing slowly descended, and the skeletal hand on his back turned into ashes, scattering in the air.
"Two people tried to kill me, so I killed them, and then one of them dropped a bunch of stuff."
Hela pointed to the signs of a fight nearby, then to the pile of weapons, and began to explain.
"Oh..." Ye Ciqing nodded, "Then you didn't lose out; the other side even got some equipment."
Hela tilted her head, not understanding what he was saying.
"To be honest, it really doesn't suit you to wear a cheongsam with your long hair down."
Ye Ciqing looked at Hela's black cheongsam and shook his head slightly.
Hela didn't care; to her, there wasn't much difference between good-looking and bad-looking.
Ye Ciqing returned the mantis to Hela, saying, "By the way, this is your clone, right? I didn't expect you to have this ability."
"Hmm." Hela took the mantis, nodded, and then popped it into her mouth and ate it.
This disgusted Ye Ciqing so much that he retreated several steps, but then, as if remembering something, he asked curiously:
"Since you can create clones of these things, why don't you send a few tiny insects or cells into the enemy's body during battle and kill them from the inside?"
Hela lowered her head, gathered her thoughts, and answered slowly and deliberately:
"Because if they're too small, they won't understand."
"Ha?"
Hela continued to explain,
"This isn't control, it's a command. I give commands to my clones, and they will absolutely obey."
However, if the cells are too small and don't process much information, they won't understand my commands, and I won't be able to control them.
Ye Ciqing suddenly realized, "So that praying mantis from earlier was the smallest size you could control?"
"Mmm." Hela nodded.
"Your ability is quite impressive. The problem right now is probably your weak mental strength. Once your mental strength improves, you'll likely be able to control cellular attacks."
Ye Ciqing shrugged and walked to the pile of weapons, rummaging through them like a mischievous child.
Hela then walked to the side and picked up her severed head and eyeballs.
Wow, a revolver!
Ye Ciqing suddenly found a revolver and struck a few poses like a Western cowboy.
"Hehe, really cool, I'll keep it." With that, he put the pistol into his pocket.
"Oh, by the way, did those people say they wanted to cut off your head and offer it to the gods because you have white hair?"
Ye Ciqing turned to Hela and asked, but when he saw her holding her own head, he was first startled, then he understood the answer.
"Yes." Hela thought for a moment and nodded decisively.
The head in his hand melted into his body.
"Damn, this is definitely not a good god, it's definitely Variant, that's confirmed now! I bet the others are fighting Onii-chan and the others right now!"
Ye Ciqing cursed angrily and looked at Hela, "Do you know where they are right now?"
"I know." Hela nodded slightly to him and started running in one direction.
Ye Ciqing quickly followed.
"Everyone, don't be alarmed. Your two friends just went to a place with our people; they're not in any danger."
The lead palanquin bearer, looking at the samurai sword so close at hand and the Special Investigation Squad members with swords drawn, showed no fear whatsoever.
"Tell me now, where are they, or I'll kill you."
Ye Yiqing didn't believe his nonsense at all, gripping the knife and speaking in an extremely cold tone.
The leader sighed helplessly, "If you continue like this, we won't be able to take you to see God."
Besides, you promised not to cause trouble, so I think you should just stay with us obediently to avoid any unpleasantness later.
He finished speaking with a mocking smile, his tone full of threat.
Ye Yiqing remained unmoved, her gaze fixed on Captain Sun Hai.
The others also looked at Sun Hai, awaiting his decision.
Sun Hai slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
Then his eyes snapped open, and he pulled a pure black handle from his pocket, shouting loudly at the Special Investigation Squad members:
"Emergency situation! Special Investigation Squad, prepare for battle!"
The moment he finished speaking, the handle in his hand was instantly enveloped in darkness, transforming into a gigantic scythe like the Grim Reaper.
The blade was like a crow's beak.