Night fell over the dormitory.
Song Shuhang had climbed into bed early to rest.
Tubo, Li Yangde, and Gao Moumou were playing a very old faction-based battle game.
Those three had absolutely no bottom line when gaming. When they were on the same team, they would even use Song Shuhang's computer to log in an account from the opposing faction. Then the two of them would gleefully form a premade team and bully random players.
Song Shuhang shook his head in disdain, took out his phone, and opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group to refresh it. Rarely enough, the group was quiet today. Even Northern River's Loose Cultivator hadn't said a word.
Cultivators were busy too—except Northern River's Loose Cultivator.
"Oh, right, Shuhang, I found the medicinal herb information you asked me to look into. Among the pharmacies in the Jiangnan Region registered in the nationwide traditional Chinese medicine system, only one sells the medicinal herb you need, and that one only sells one of the varieties. I also posted on forums and the like for you. There should be news tomorrow. When the time comes, I'll send you the addresses of all the pharmacies in one go." As Li Yangde spoke, he shamelessly minimized the game and opened a little support hack he had coded himself.
They were already forming a premade team to bully random players, and now they were using hacks too. Could they be any more shameless?
Song Shuhang chuckled. "Thanks for the effort, Comrade Yangde!"
"Thanks your grandpa," Li Yangde snapped.
Very soon, the round ended—and the three shameless fellows who had formed a premade team and used hacks actually lost!
"Damn it, the other side formed a premade team too!" Tubo shouted.
This battle game was already quite ancient. Song Shuhang remembered it