Ren Suo Takes the Blame (Revised)

However, when Ren Suo opened the game, he found that it was still three hours short of the full seventy-two hours—he had cleared Chapter Two in the middle of the night.

Besides, traveling from Osaka to New York required a transfer anyway. An hour later, they returned to Haneda Airport in Tokyo and boarded a large passenger plane bound for Kennedy Airport.

Ren Suo finally had time to play on his phone. Since the flight lasted fifteen hours, they had booked first class. Each person had a private compartment with a single bed that could be laid flat. They could sleep all the way there, arrive in New York that afternoon, drop off their luggage, and head out to have fun.

As they followed the beautiful flight attendant through the first-class aisle and entered the plane, Lin Xianyu suddenly let out a mournful cry.

Gu Yueyan asked, "What's wrong?"

"Wuwuwu, Class Monitor, what if I can't stand economy class anymore after this..." Lin Xianyu said miserably while excitedly fiddling with the complimentary toiletries and bedding in first class. She turned to Ren Xingmei and said, "Little Xingxing, do you need a secretary? I'm great at pouring tea and serving water!"

It only took six hours to travel from Lianjiang to Tokyo, so Ren Xingmei had reasonably booked economy class. It was only when they flew from Fan Sakura to the Federation that Ren Xingmei once again displayed her omnipotent Money Power.

Honestly, first class was only so-so. No matter how impressive it was, could it prepare a 2080TI + 9900K gaming rig for passengers to play five-man queues or restore the Han dynasty at an altitude of seven thousand meters?

If you never left home, every day was first class—Ren Suo.

But there was no denying that sleeping on a