Shen Ye sat against the wall in the stairwell.
Several Professionals had just left his side.
-Saving their progress was something most people would find tempting.
Giving up a few treasures for an extra life was perfectly acceptable, too.
Shen Ye took stock of his various items.
He had certainly gained quite a lot.
And, as he had requested, all of them were treasures whose costs he did not have to pay himself.
It was more or less enough now.
Should he enter that world now and see what was really going on?
Shen Ye pondered, unable to decide for the moment.
A noise came from below the stairs.
A young man with a buzz cut and a pair of pure white wings appeared in the stairwell, his expression dark.
White Night Spirit Wang!
"I heard someone was selling save points-so it was you."
The Truth Eighth Order expert spoke.
Still sitting against the wall, Shen Ye said, "Want to buy one? Since we know each other so well, I'll give you a twenty-percent markup."
White Night Spirit Wang stared at him.
Yet he grinned-
In an instant.
An invisible power spread from White Night Spirit Wang's eyes, condensing into a Pupil Technique.
But Shen Ye vanished.
Ripples of torn space extended upward from the stairwell, finally disappearing into the ninth level of the ship.
"The ninth level? Fine. You won't escape this time."
White Night Spirit Wang murmured under his breath.
His figure flickered repeatedly, and he landed on the ninth level of the ship.
Layer upon layer of curtains hung throughout this level, their beads all transparent diamonds that reflected a kaleidoscope of illusory light and shadow.
White Night Spirit Wang stood motionless.
The next moment.
He found himself standing in a dense primeval jungle.
Not far away.