Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "Although, why did the topic somehow veer into games?"
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "And after joining the Chat Group and being flooded with so many memories, the only thing you cared about was virtual games?"
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "Shouldn't you be more concerned with those extraordinary powers and the cultivation systems of different worlds?"
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "When can't you play games? Besides, virtual games are just data; you can buy a real mech and pilot it yourself."
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "Isn't that more fun than gaming?"
Watching the Chat Group discussion somehow turn into a conversation about games, Tony could not help complaining.
Gabriel was one thing. This Fallen Angel did not care about anything other than entertainment. It was only because the food from Little Master's and Erina's worlds was so delicious that her taste buds had become picky, making it hard for her to eat anything else. Otherwise, just to play games, she could eat anything edible as long as it was not disgusting enough to kill her.
But was this newcomer just like Gabriel?
The Myriad Worlds were vast, but Tony felt that there should not be a second person like Gabriel anywhere.
What was so interesting about virtual games? With so many special worlds in the Chat Group, which one was not more interesting than a game?
It was just a mech.
If you had the strength and Points, you could pilot a real one.
It was not as though he could not make one.
Mecha War King: "Hm? Hm!!!"
Mecha War King: "That makes sense!"
Lolo's eyes lit up. Right, no matter how realistic a virtual game was, it was still fake. But there were real mechs in the Chat Group that