Wu Xiaode walked slowly.
The streets were teeming with monsters.
The small demons crawling along the tops of the walls all had human faces, their vacant eyes searching for life.
The ground was crawling with snakes, small lizards, scorpions, and centipedes, scurrying about in disarray.
The human skeletons that had been consumed, however, were arranged rather neatly.
Rows of skull heads were stacked in a corner of the wall.
When the wind blew, some of the skulls would tumble down, immediately arousing the attention of the demons.
The demons would pick up the skulls and carefully place them back on the pile of skulls.
Although he knew he shouldn't, Wu Xiaode still couldn't help but wonder—
Could monsters also suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder?
It wasn't until he saw several demons boasting to each other about the pile of skulls beside them that he understood.
They were competing over who had eaten more people.
