"Ugh—ugh—"

As if purposely echoing the emotions of the Mare Woman, a high-pitched and stubborn donkey bray suddenly came from the top of the ward.

In the surprised eyes of Bull Ang and Mare Woman, the ceiling above their heads suddenly opened, and six Angels covered in sweat, carried down a braying Donkey-headed Man and threw him onto the bed next to them.

"Mr. Donkey!"

After unconsciously letting out a sigh of relief, the good-tempered Angel captain who once saved Leon, put his hands on his hips and scolded with anger in his eyes:

"Please stop your nonsense! No one here wants your... your whatever! We just want to heal you!"

Facing the Angel captain's words, the Donkey-headed Man sneered with contempt, and then emitted another deafening noise.

"Ugh—ugh—(I don't believe it! That's what those demons who wanted to take my whip said!)"

"You... we don't have any male angels on our entire squad! What use do we have for your... for your whatever?"

"Ugh—ugh—(I don't care! Anyway, you definitely have bad intentions!)"

"You... why are you unreasonable?"

Seemingly driven mad by the Donkey-headed Man's nonsense, the Angel captain stomped his feet and gritted his teeth:

"And if you don't trust us, you can just leave, no one is stopping you. Why did you have to sneak out through the back garden? And ruin the healer's flower field?"

"Ugh—ugh—(Who knows if you'll really let me go? And can't a donkey eat a few leaves before leaving?)"

"You, you, you... you just stay here! We're leaving!"

After tying the petal-covered Mr. Donkey to the bed with a big bundle of hay, the Angels angrily opened the ceiling and flew out.

And as the sound of the flapping wings faded, the Donkey-headed Man, who was previously tied by a rope next to the bed, immediately turned his head, showing his bright teeth, and began to chomp down on the rope binding him.

Mr. Donkey's teeth were impressively strong, and in just a few bites, he chewed through the Holy Light protecting the rope, as thick as a child's arm, completely snapping it. He then rolled off the bed and walked towards the door... towards the bed next to him.

In this world... such a beautiful lady exists?

From the Donkey-headed Man's eyes, a look of surprise similar to a certain colored bull's could be seen. Staring at the Donkey-headed Man who had approached her, Mare Woman couldn't help but shiver, quickly checking if she was still exuding charm, only to find with utter despair.

It's over; this time it wasn't forcibly attracted to her; it might actually like her type.

"Ho... urm... ho!"

Inserting his donkey hoof into his throat, he strangely pulled out a bunch of colorful plants, picking out two wet roses from inside, licking off the digestive juices with his gray-purple tongue, and then handed them to Mare Woman with a face full of infatuation.

"Ugh—ugh—(You are the most beautiful lady I've seen in the Pure White Land, your eyes seem to have stars inside them)"

There are no stars, just a donkey!

Listening to the raspy, hoarse donkey bray, and seeing the Donkey-headed Man's eyes reflecting the starry sky like black pupils, and the wet roses held before her, Mare Woman held back from directly kicking him, instead using her hoof tip to pinch the roses he spat out, forcing a smile as she said:

"Neigh (Thank you for your compliment, I'd like to ask...)"

"Ugh—ugh—(Beautiful lady, if you still have memories, could you tell me about the Shepherd's Plain?)"

"???" x 2

"Ugh—ugh—(I left my hometown very early, and then accidentally became a Lost Soul. I was just caught by these deceitful Angels)"

After stuffing the remaining plants back into his throat, the Donkey-headed Man, whose eyes seemed to contain stars, lowered his head, looking somewhat gloomy, but with a loud voice:

"Ugh—ugh—(Although my physical strength is still quite good, and I haven't been injured after becoming a Lost Soul, my memory has been severely damaged, I even forgot my own name)"

"Ugh—ugh—(Beautiful lady, I hope to regain the life I lost, so if you can, for the sake of our fate, could you tell me about the current situation in the Shepherd's Plain?)"

"..."

"Ugh—ugh—(What's the matter? Do you have any difficulties?)"

This... this isn't about difficulty or not... is your donkey persona colliding with my horse persona?

Looking at the Donkey-headed Man who immediately targeted her as a "kindred spirit," exuding a peculiar charm that constantly seemed to 'pollute' her perception, Mare Woman opened her mouth, then instinctively looked towards the other side at Bull Ang.

When I wanted to gather information before, I hope I wasn't as exaggerated as it is now?

"..."

Why are you looking at me? It's not like it's pursuing me!

Feeling the gaze from the other side of the Holy Light Curtain and sensing the charm of the Donkey-headed Man even more potent than that of Mare Woman, Bull Ang couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling his brain start to ache.

Is this another Origin Survivor? You've got to be kidding! How can it be so coincidental?

...

Outside the Pure White Land, in a miniature palace only the size of a thumb.

"Are you done?"

"Yeah."

Facing Omnia Cicada's inquiry, a withered yellow figure covered in tawny-brown fur nodded slightly, answering in a hoarse voice:

"The roaming spiritual bodies of the deer species from the Ancestral Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, and those astral creatures from the thirty-ninth gorge of Hanging Horn Star Gorge, all who became Lost Souls, have been directed towards the Pure White Land... are you sure there's no problem doing this?"

Bringing over so many Masters in one go, how can there be no problems?

Hearing this, Omnia Cicada closed his eyes, then helplessly replied:

"It's hard to say... but it's better than letting the Pure White Holy Mother keep acting recklessly, isn't it?"

"That's true."

Hearing Omnia Cicada's words, the withered yellow figure nodded somewhat in agreement, then said with full dread:

"If Food God fails miserably and the Pure White Holy Mother wins, it will be fine, as at worst [Father] will step in once more, but if Food God finds out what Pure White Holy Mother is intending, and devours her along with the whole Pure White Land becoming the ultimate beneficiary, then it will really be troublesome."

"Indeed."

Rubbing his temples, the closed-eyed Omnia Cicada sighed with a bit of regret:

"It turns out I underestimated her; I didn't expect her to be hiding such a big ambition. Had I not gotten involved after Crimson was captured and just retreated at that time..." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Hmm... forget it, even if I didn't propose to help her approach Food God, Food God would still be interested in her, and the result would still be the same, maybe even worse, having the opportunity to get involved might actually be a good thing."

As if comforting himself with a self-asked and self-answered sentence, Omnia Cicada opened one eye, asking the Yellow King with a frown:

"Besides the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits and the Master of the Hanging Stars, have the other Masters not noticed any anomalies in the Pure White Land?"

"Some haven't noticed, and some noticed but don't plan to come."

The Yellow King shrugged:

"Becoming a Master only depends on talent, not brains, and you've chosen such a subtle way to hint at them that there's a problem with Pure White Land, it's normal that some can't react... By the way, about Thrush, has he found where Food God is hiding?"