Rice sat in front of the television and took out the Little Tyrant game console.
Four cat-eared girls gathered around Rice, eagerly waiting on their leader.
Rice started up Super Plumber and played with gusto.
A cat-eared girl carefully picked up a potato chip and held it to Rice's mouth. Rice ate it in one bite.
They offered chocolate drops, beef bites, jelly, and all sorts of other snacks, but Rice still wasn't satisfied, grabbing handfuls of potato chips with one hand while playing.
Before long, Rice's mouth was covered in potato chip crumbs, and those little hands were slick with grease.
Chen Luo smiled knowingly. He would relax for a bit and play with Rice.
Seeing that Chen Luo wanted to play, Rice happily moved to switch to a two-player game, a plane shooter.
Rice pulled out the original game cartridge and tried to insert a new one, but those greasy little hands kept slipping. No matter what Rice tried, the cartridge wouldn't go in.
Rice flew into a rage. Brute force worked miracles.
The game cartridge broke...
Chen Luo fell into a momentary daze. Achieving Trinity and fusing his past, present, and future might require aligning his three selves in just the right positions before they could fuse.
If a game cartridge wasn't aligned with its slot, of course it wouldn't go in.
Walkie-talkies offered an even more accurate analogy. Two walkie-talkies could only connect when tuned to the same frequency.
Chen Luo smiled and pinched Rice's little cheek. Even without Fate, you can still give me a hint by accident?
Rice responded by smearing those greasy little hands over Chen Luo.
After playing around with Rice for a while, Chen Luo began testing the idea he had just had.
First, he summoned his past self. Summoning him