[Dear Host, I am proud to see you motivated.]
[But?]
[Dear Host, can we leave this place first? There are purebloods, hunters, and a girl who is akin to a nuclear bomb for you. Then, there's an ongoing battle. I will tell you the information after we reach a safe place. Kindly escape from this place first.]
Huang Qiuyan can hear the faint screaming sounds. It's far from this place. The scent of blood is sending exhilarating shivers in her body. She has the urge to leave and take part, drink blood, and participate in the massacre.
Taste of garlic and cat shit is still lingering in her mouth.
"Bleh!" She makes a face. "Does all humans taste like that?"
[Dear Host, curiosity kills the cat. In your case, you might taste dog poop next time. You liked the candies that Fu Mian gave you.]
"True." She scratches her head. "Those are made from the blood too. Do they add sugar?"
[Dear Host, can we escape?]
