By the time Du Qionghua got home, she found the front door wide open.
Her heart tightened. She thought they'd been robbed.
But when she peeked inside, she saw two workers in uniforms sitting in the living room, leisurely sipping tea.
And serving them... was none other than her own son, Xiao Yan?
"Take care, masters."
Chen Yan politely saw the two workers out.
Du Qionghua walked in, puzzled, and looked at the enormous, sci-fi-looking machine that had appeared in the middle of the living room. Unable to hold back, she asked, "Xiao Yan, what's this?"
"Oh, Mom, you're back."
Chen Yan shut the door and pointed at the giant machine.
"This is an equipment pod. Master Wang Anguo sent it to me."
An equipment pod?
Du Qionghua walked to the doorway of Chen Yan's room and peered inside.
The so-called "equipment pod" took up a sizable chunk of the room. Its streamlined shell gleamed with a cold metallic sheen, and the hatch was shut tight. It looked mysterious and high-tech.
However she looked at it... it still seemed like something for playing games.
A very, very expensive gaming pod.
Du Qionghua's brows furrowed despite herself.
Back when she was in school, she'd heard of these things.
Some classmates from well-off families would spend a fortune on these high-end gaming pods. They were said to offer a fully immersive experience.
You put on that clunky-looking helmet, then lie down inside...
A young martial artist with a bright future could end up wasting his whole life just like that.
She never would have thought her son, who had always been frighteningly disciplined, would get hooked on something like this.
Chen Yan carried the equipment pod into his room with one hand. When he came downstairs, he saw his mother's expression getting