"So?" Schiller asked.

"The criminals are extremely vicious..."

"Uh, what do you mean?"

Kongsu slammed the boxing stick in his hand into the ground, turned his head to look at Schiller, and then said: "I want someone who can fight."

"What kind of fight are you referring to, force? But I don't like resorting to violence..."

Kong Su turned his head back, looked straight ahead, and repeated in a tone of "not the best, just the most expensive": "...the one that can fight the most."

Schiller rarely hesitated and said, "Are you sure?"

Kongsu turned his head and stared at him with big empty eyes. Schiller also stared at him. The two stared at each other for a while, and then Schiller said: "This is what you said."

After saying that, he walked towards the stairs and said, "Follow me."

One person and one god took the elevator to the tenth floor of the Hall of Thought. When they stepped out of the elevator, they faced a dark corridor.

After passing through the corridor, a door appeared at the end of the corridor. This door looked a bit shabby and looked like the entrance to an old mental hospital.

The two figures disappeared into the darkness inside the door, leaving only a somewhat broken plaque with three large characters written on it - "Madhouse".
Chapter completed!