Having finally found Carmen's Study Room, Xu Huo naturally intended to take everything in it with him.
The books, diagrams, and similar items all went to Xu Huo. As for the others, he did not leave them entirely empty-handed either, giving each of them a fragment of the angel's head. "One piece each. At least your trip wasn't for nothing."
The others did not know what to say. How generous of him—he had actually given them a share.
The most dissatisfied was naturally the youth. Even if he had gained nothing, he would have disdained picking up such scraps. Yet when Xu Huo personally handed him a metal fragment, he accepted it meekly. At that moment, Xu Huo seemed to him like the red-eyed statue they had seen upon entering, capable of taking his life at any time.
There was quite a lot to carry, and the game panel was temporarily inaccessible, so Xu Huo had no choice but to borrow everyone's backpacks. He himself carried only the Origin Stone from the angel's left eye and several books, while the others carried the rest.
"You trust us that much? Aren't you afraid we'll take the things and run?" The youth's question was clearly a probe.
"Try it." Xu Huo's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of threat or warning.
The youth fell silent again. He was not an idiot. Xu Huo could already materialize spatial entities, which meant he could easily destroy instruments and props, as well as restrict spatial teleportation passages. It would be one thing if he managed to escape before Xu Huo intercepted him, but if he failed... there truly would be no room left for survival.
Xu Huo took out the ring instrument the youth had previously contributed. Its nested rings began to rotate, projecting