Moreover, he doesn't seem to need the host's comfort. He just wants to hear other people's opinions... maybe even wants to share his thoughts on killing people?

In short, when Angel saw this letter, he already understood why the starworm was silent for so long.

If it were him, he wouldn't know what to say.

Comfort him? No need.

Scold him? Afraid of making him happy.

Warn him? Do warnings really work against madmen?

Agree with him? What the murderer really wants is approval?

In short, Angel was confused as to how to respond to satisfy the murderer.

Angel was silent for a moment, and then looked at the unopened letters from God's perspective, trying to see if there were any "simpler" ones inside.

Then, the second letter he read made Angel silent again.

"My mother has been a little weird recently. She cooked carrots for me, but I didn't like them, and then my mother turned into a rabbit. My father slapped me in the face today, and then he fell down when he went downstairs and turned into a rabbit.

It became a fly swatter. My brother seemed to like eating strawberry pie very much. He also got into the pie as a strawberry and offered it to my mouth. But I didn’t like strawberry pie, so I gave this pineapple pie to Soapy.

By the way, Subi is my dog. He often meows at me. After eating the mango pie I gave him, he was so excited that he turned into a pile of bones in the basement..."

Angel only read this paragraph and was completely confused.

Judging from the person signing the letter and the childish handwriting of the entire letter, it seems to be a letter written by a little girl.

The content in the letter was full of absurdity and fantasy, and Angel couldn't tell which sentence was the truth and which sentence was a lie.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that if this little girl is not having a nightmare, her mental state is too advanced.

No matter which one it is, it is not easy to satisfy the little girl.

Angel read a few more letters, and there were some slightly normal worries in them, such as a boy who longed for a girl's personal belongings... well, it wasn't too normal.

However, compared with the previous letters, it seems too normal.

But even with this "normal" letter, it's quite difficult to satisfy them.

Angel shook his head and silently withdrew his prying eyes.

I guess I can't count on the Starworm. I can only hope that the mission Gleipnir went to is a little simpler...

…

About ten minutes later, Xiaolu returned to the Desire Hotel.

She came carrying a full iron bucket.

The iron bucket contains solidified oil wax. According to her, these are the raw materials for the oil wax in the carnival paper lanterns. When the carnival comes, the merchants will melt the oil wax in the bucket and put it into the carnival paper lanterns...

Xiaolu didn't know how much oil wax Angel needed, so he simply bought a barrel. In the words of the merchant, this barrel was enough to supply hundreds of carnival paper lanterns.

"If it's not enough, can I buy more?"

Angel: "No, these are enough."

Angel checked the oil wax, and it was indeed a little different from the commonly used oil wax ratio. It seemed that there were some more active elements that could release more gas.

This is probably why they are used in "carnival paper lanterns".

Angel spent Modern Coins to purchase this time, because membership points can only buy internal products of the Hermitage, and these oils and waxes were bought by Xiaolu with Modern Coins from outside, and they are external products.

Therefore, it can only be purchased with Modern Coins.

Fortunately it's not expensive.

Compared with the price of oil wax, Angel's errand fee for Xiaolu was more expensive.

After completing the transaction, Xiao Lu blinked curiously: "Sir, is there anything else you need my help with?"

Angel thought for a while and nodded: "I really have one thing, and I want to ask the Hermit Society for help."

Xiao Lu was stunned, and her expression immediately changed to a serious one.
Chapter completed!