Ryan wore a sullen face as he sent the bill over.
"Of course, if Black Light is just your illusion, then eat and drink as you please, don't leave any regrets..."
"Thanks, Doc, it was nice chatting before losing my mind."
John settled the medicine bill. "Last time after the surgery, don't take what I said to heart, I just get a bit timid about modifications."
"That sounds harsh, like I'm destined to send off cyber lunatics to their graves. F*ck, so unlucky! Hurry and get lost, I'm gonna find a good movie to relieve my stress."
Ryan hugged a bottle of liquor and shoved John out of the clinic.
[Eden City - East District Underground Shopping Street]
The customers wandering the market today weren't many.
The rock star had suspended business, gang members were roaming around, and neither the mercenaries nor the thieves showed much enthusiasm.
John stopped in front of a stall with hanging clothes.
"A new coat."
