In the hotel room, Su Bai was sitting on the chair and Fatty on the bed. Neither of them had said anything, and there was indeed nothing to say.

They had been best buddies that had fought together and gone whoring together. Although they had their own selfish plans even before the story world started, at least they could pretend to be nice and friendly.

However, after this story world, the darkest part of their minds had all come into light. There was no need to maintain the fake friendship, especially when Ego was dead.

Su Bai picked up a bottle of water from the table. He took a sip, put the bottle back and pointed to the key card in the socket on the wall supplying power for the room.

"You should go check out."

"Alright. Goodbye then," Fatty replied. It seemed that he could pull himself together instantly.

So, Su Bai just left the hotel with the azure stave in his hand. There was no need to worry about that; other people might consider it as nothing more than a tool for cosplay.

He took a taxi; in half an hour, he was back in the sanatorium.

In fact, from the beginning of the story world to the time they left, it was only a moment in the real world. Nine couldn’t have