Monster Paradise

Lao Zhou frowned as he looked at the two dead bodies behind the glass as the duo left.

“Why is it always like that when it comes to information about the demigod? Could this really be the data isolation?” He mumbled to himself.

“I still think the concept of data isolation is just ridiculous.
If nobody can access the demigod information, then where did the Saints get it from? I think the Saint must have deleted the memory of the demigod in these two sacrifices, that's why we can't retrieve anything.” A man in a suit who was in his 20s opened the wrapping of a lollipop that he retrieved from his storage space as he spoke casually.

Lao Zhou glared at him because he was interrupted as he was just going to speak.

“Do you want one?” The man in the suit passed him another lollipop.

“Wu Sheng! We're working now.
Please be serious!” Lao Zhou scowled at him.

“You know I have low blood glucose levels and I can't work if I don't eat candy.” Wu Sheng shrugged his shoulders.

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“Who are you blaming since you could've actually cured this by entering the bloody sugar correction pod years ago?” Lao Zhou scolded.

“You know I hate doctors.
I'd want to break the heads of those in the white coats.
If I see them in their white coats and glasses, I might not be able to stop myself from killing them… You know very well that this is the side effects of what happened.
There's nothing that I could do to control myself…” Wu Sheng shrugged again.

“You can buy the blood sugar correction pod online.
There's no need to go to the hospital.
What excuse is this?!” Lao Zhou knew what Wu Sheng meant by the side effects but it was obvious that he was trying to distract him.

“Nope, it's too troublesome.
I think God wants me to eat more candy, that's why he gave me this illness.
Why should I cure it? It's such a wonderful thing to be able to eat candy whenever and wherever I want!” Wu Sheng declined him again.

“…”

Lao Zhou and the rest gave up on their attempt to stop Wu Sheng from eating too much sugar since he was full of nonsense anyway.

“Oh yeah, please be on alert, you guys.
The black market has been too quiet these few days.
The underground organizations might be coming up with something.
Beware,” Lao Zhou changed the topic.

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“It may not be necessary that something is happening.
Maybe our attack towards the Saints the past few days scared the black market.
Many underground organizations are afraid that we might target them next, so they're hiding.” Wu Sheng thought that Lao Zhou was being too sensitive.

“Moreover, there are 33 floors here.
Even if any of the organizations wanted the two dead bodies, how would they know which floor we're on? Unless… There's a spy among us.”

“Never underestimate the underground organizations.
Some of them are so powerful that they're no less than the Scarborough Workshop.
They might even be more powerful!” Lao Zhou looked at Wu Sheng knowingly when he mentioned the Scarborough Workshop.

“The Scarborough Workshop… Don't tell me where these people are hiding right now!” Wu Sheng's pupils shrunk as he clenched his teeth.