Chapter 167: The Use of Devouring

"Mom, Dad!" Helen, recognizing the familiar surroundings, pushed through the crowd eagerly.

"Helen!" Suddenly, a large hand landed on Helen's shoulder—it was Howard.

"Master?" 

"Mom, Dad!" Helen pointed towards a small boat in the distance.

That was the boat her parents used to take her out to sea. Weathered by corrosive rainstorms and showing signs of age with rust stains, the boat still bore the name "Helen" painted on its side.

"Your parents aren't here. They must have realized this place was taken and moved to another shelter," Howard feigned ignorance and comforted her gently.

"But..." Helen pulled out a drawing of her family of three, clearly labeled with Dock 15 at the port area.