It only took a dozen seconds for the bodies to cover the floor of 'Brutalizer Apartment'.
Jason picked up a controller and pressed the corresponding button.
After Losa 11 upgraded his privileges, the functions on this controller became more numerous, and moreover, all the functions were free, including some special entertainment activities.
However, Jason didn't even give them a glance.
He already had food, other entertainment activities?
Jason had no interest in them whatsoever.
Several cleaning robots emerged from a space beneath the floor.
Then, they each began to take care of the bodies.
In less than ten minutes, the entire 'Brutalizer Apartment' was as good as new.
Not only the bodies but not a single trace of blood was left behind.
The air was still fragrant with the scent of barbecued meat—this was the air freshener Jason had specifically requested.
Then, Jason placed another order.
He had not yet fulfilled his desire to eat ten roasted geese in a row due to Send 8's interruption, so he naturally wanted to continue where he left off.
And the drunken Losa 11 just turned over on the sofa, settling into a more comfortable position.
Everything seemed unchanged before his very eyes.
The only change was the absence of Send 8.
But Billder, with a swollen nose and face, knew that things were far from simple.
He looked at Pers, then at Roslor, and then at Galen.
A deep concern could be seen in the eyes of all four men.
They knew they were in deep trouble.
The trouble was even greater than they had imagined.
Such news spread like a gale throughout the entire 'Game Mansion' in Zone F.
It's not that they didn't want to hide it.
But without prior arrangement, the surveillance had clearly recorded it.
The person in charge of surveillance reported this news as it was, reporting it higher.
He had not hidden it.
Nor did he dare to do so.
Even, when reporting, his voice trembled.
And after further confirmation of the report, the news of Send 8's death started to spread beyond Zone F.
In a swiftly moving hovercar, Send 3 sat with his eyes closed, listening to the soft music, seemingly half-asleep or deep in sleep.
However, the flickering movement beneath his eyelids proved that the third heir of the 'Send Family' was far from asleep, but rather deep in thought.
Across from Send 3, an average-looking middle-aged man sat, flipping through documents with great care.
Looking at the information about the eleventh heir of the 'Losa Family,' the middle-aged man could be sure that this person was like Master Send 8, someone disguising their true self.
He was even better at it than Master Send 8.
After all, Master Send 8's disguise had been discovered before.
Everyone had taken this heir of the 'Losa Family' for a useless, good-for-nothing person.
Had it not been for this 'incident,' the other party would have certainly continued hiding their true self.
Until the day they had amassed enough strength to reveal their sharp edges!
This 'incident,' was Losa 11 being 'exposed' truly an accident?
Or could it be infighting within the 'Losa Family'?
Or perhaps the intervention of other families?
Compared to the latter, Edel, as the secretary of Send 3, preferred to believe the former.
After all, it was very much like those two's style to do such a thing.
And moreover, it was all too coincidental.
The thought that this 'incident' could be yet another 'screening' by the 'Losa Family' caused the middle-aged secretary to involuntarily rub his temples.
The affairs of the 'Losa Family,' he didn't want to touch them at all.
The head of that family, and the first heir...
Just thinking about those two made his back go cold.
But he had no choice.
Ever since becoming the secretary of Send 3, some things had already changed.
His status, wealth, and power had all increased.
Accordingly, sacrifice was also necessary.
After all, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
"Edel, are you afraid?"
Send 3, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened them and looked at his secretary.
The middle-aged secretary didn't hide it and nodded.
"Yes, after all, it's very likely we'll be facing those two!"
"You worry too much."
"I can assure you, it's not them."
Send 3 first smiled at his secretary, then sat up straight and lengthened his tone.
The middle-aged secretary was startled, then realization dawned on his face.
"So, young master, you 'encouraged' Send 8 to go to Zone F?"
Although Edel had guessed the reason and effect, he still showed uncertainty and confusion.
As a competent secretary, he not only had to handle various tasks for his boss but also needed to complement his boss and help highlight his boss's wisdom when necessary.
This was a must for a qualified secretary.
Undoubtedly, Edel was such a secretary.
Upon hearing his secretary's doubts, Send 3's smile became even more natural.
Although Edel was competent, he was still a bit off when it came to the big picture.
Wanting Edel to be more helpful to him, Send 3 was not stingy with his explanation at this time.
"It was I who 'encouraged' him to go."
"But such 'encouragement' was simply going with the flow."
"That guy was becoming restless—like a hungry wolf. If we didn't let him out, he would have started devouring those around him, which Father wouldn't want to see."