In truth, Zhao Bai did not play video games often. He devoted most of his time to real life, but he had a hardcore-gamer wife. Bronya was as precise as a machine; she could even speedrun Dark Souls blindfolded.
Blindfolded speedrunning Bloodborne probably would not have been difficult for her either.
Durandal was terrible at games.
Zhao Bai was not very good either, but he could use cheats.
ps: I found the goofy feeling this book used to have, but I still feel a little uneasy. Readers, does it have that flavor?
Blindfolded speedrunning games.
Using one's feet to control the controller and beat Father without taking damage.
Those were all things hardcore gamers came up with when they had too much time on their hands.
Zhao Bai's only request had been to reach the beastified Cleric. Bronya had shown considerable restraint as well, not causing any extra trouble. She obediently finished the fight, then returned control to him.
Zhao Bai opened his eyes at the right moment and met Durandal's gaze.
"How was it?"
"I suddenly feel a little stupid."
Durandal had played terribly with her eyes open, while Zhao Bai had slaughtered enemies everywhere with his eyes closed. By that logic, it was practically the same as Durandal not having eyes at all. She could find the most distinctive Honkai Beast among tens of millions, but for some reason, playing this game made her irritable. Her calm mood had been ruined, and she wanted nothing more than to spear this garbage television.
Calm down, Durandal. You're not this kind of person.
She closed her eyes and consoled herself.
Zhao Bai remained silent. The obstacle blocking the path to the new map had been cleared, and that was enough. He had to ensure that Moonlit Embrace had a good