"There are blood bags here, and straws here."
Like an old mother, Zhao Bai arranged everything down to the smallest detail. After taking a shower, he fell asleep on the bright yellow Homu-printed bedsheets. He gently sniffed the pillow, but failed to catch Bronya's scent, leaving him somewhat disappointed.
Otto wanted to write a love story.
Where in the world could such smooth sailing possibly exist?
The television glowed faintly. Wearing headphones and clutching an Xbox controller, Moonlit Embrace stared ahead with intense focus in her crimson eyes.
Zhao Bai was very satisfied.
Wanted to write a love story? He had raised Moonlit Embrace into a shut-in gamer—how could she still be interested in love?
Love, my ass.
Time quietly passed in the game.
Every inch of the room's windows had been sealed off, with no outside light visible. Zhao Bai could only watch the clock. After going out to grab something to eat, he returned and reached out to knock on the overheated Xbox console.
"You've already been playing for ten hours."
"Just another hundred million minutes."
Seeing this, Zhao Bai suddenly felt a little emotional. Wasn't this effect a little too good?
Even Theresa loved slacking off, after all?
Yue Xia's eyes were thick with exhaustion. Her complexion had always been pale, without the slightest trace of color. One glance was enough to tell that she was in a seriously unhealthy state.
Zhao Bai sighed.
"I'm going to fight tonight. Do you want to come watch?"
"Boring."
Yue Xia did not even raise her head, her eyes still fixed on the screen. Over those ten hours, she had not progressed the main story at all. Instead, she had been happily messing around in the open world, using her phone to control traffic lights, smash cars, and steal