Take Saint Gun Brother, for example.
Inside EDG Club, Luo Zhen, who was once again duo-queueing ARAM with Saint Gun Brother, glanced at the time on his phone. Without realizing it, the two had spent an entire day hammering away at [Heartsteel]. That was the joy of gaming—when you found a fun game and had someone beside you to play it with, every minute and second felt especially joyful and interesting.
"Bro, we're staying up again. Are we queuing another?" During the gap after the match ended, Luo Zhen stretched lazily, then looked toward the "Salted Fish" beside him, who was practically in heat over his [Heartsteel] stacks.
"Of course. Why wouldn't we? It's still early."
"But we haven't even eaten. It's already past midnight." As he spoke, Luo Zhen weakly clutched his stomach.
He really was getting hungry.
"Huh? It's past midnight again?"
Saint Gun Brother came back to his senses and looked out the window. The shock in his eyes was no less than Luo Zhen's. No wonder his stomach had kept feeling hungry. Had that much time really passed already?
That was just what happened when you got too absorbed in a game.
There had been food in the cafeteria at dinnertime, but they kept thinking they would go eat after this match... Then, caught up in the excitement, they played one game after another and went straight past dinner into late-night snack hours. Their rational minds kept telling them to stop, but whenever a game ended and they returned to the lobby, they would instinctively click Start Game again, as though possessed.
Like that man sinking into quicksand in Kekexili. At first, he struggled desperately. When it proved futile, he finally looked up at the sky in despair as he was swallowed bit by bit...
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