Real World, Dormitory Room.
"Psst!!!"
A hissing sound of air escaping, the life support pod's door opened, and Shen Hex sat up from within.
"Over three months."
He glanced at the time, shook his head, and then opened his personal terminal.
He had been in the Spirit Control Realm for nearly a hundred years, and with a time dilation factor of 365 times, more than three months had passed in the real world.
Three months isn't very long, and less than a quarter of the year-long holiday due to the Evil God's attack had passed. Everything at Tianbei Second Middle School was calm, with no new incidents occurring.
Shen Hex didn't wake up to cause a stir, he was preparing to stock up for himself.
Although he had forced Zhong Qingcang and those Celestial Destiny Spirit Masters to retreat, both sides were well aware that this retreat was only temporary.
