I felt a headache coming on.
The situation before me was growing ever more complicated and troublesome. I still had no way to deal with these changes.
There was nothing I could do.
Ye Qing seemed just as helpless.
I was starting to feel lost.
If things continued like this, the whole world would inevitably become like the future I had seen. Maybe I'd wake up one morning and find it had already happened.
I didn't know what to do. I tossed and turned all night without sleeping. The next day, I dragged myself to the office with dark circles under my eyes and bloodshot eyes, and, naturally, the Thin Guy and the others fussed over me.
But all I could do was smile wryly.
I truly had no idea what I was supposed to do anymore.
Before, I'd at least had a vague goal. I could see the road ahead of me and the one stretching into the distance. Now, I was completely in the dark, with no idea what to do.
My muddled brain finally cleared a little around noon.
At lunch, I ran into Jiang You in the cafeteria. As we chatted, we got onto the subject of Search for Spirits 2.
I perked up and looked at Jiang You.
He jumped at my reaction, touched his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"N...nothing. I just didn't expect you to play that kind of game."
"I'm just playing it for fun. It's popular right now. Lots of people are playing it. The game's artist died, so that kicked off a whole wave of hype," Jiang You said casually.
The Thin Guy glanced at me, then picked up the conversation and started talking games with Jiang You.
I was at a loss again.
Search for Spirits 2 had appeared