At 8:03 in the morning, sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the curtains.
"..."
Zhang Liao sat up from the bed in the employee single dormitory, took off his gaming visor, and habitually rubbed his temples first.
It was not a headache. He simply was not nearsighted and normally never wore glasses, yet now he slept with them on every night, so the sensation naturally felt somewhat strange.
Still, compared to that incredible green-skinned game, these were all minor problems—things he could overcome.
Ding-dong—!
Suddenly!
Before he could even wash up, the phone beside his bed rang and its screen lit up. When Zhang Liao turned his head, he saw that someone in the "Black Cat Knights Headquarters" player group had sent a message right on schedule.
That group was a shared chat created by several dozen new and veteran players themselves. It was not large, and most of them were acquaintances who had teamed up together or knew one another.
After all, the book reader group was far too noisy. There were so many people and every kind of message imaginable. Some people had not even obtained access to the game, and many serious guides and useful bits of information were impossible to dig up. It was filled with wailing, insults, jokes, and all sorts of useless nonsense. Sometimes several screens' worth of messages would fly by at once; it was an utter mess. Naturally, they had set up a private group long ago.
Of course, creating a separate group was only for the convenience of their little circle. They had not left the original group, afraid that some major news might appear there one day.
"..."
Zhang Liao quickly unlocked his screen and saw the message sent by the group owner:
[Black Cat Knights Commander]: [Have you