The early summer night was sticky and muggy. The neon outside the window splashed through the cheap curtains into a grotesque stain, reflecting Shen Chuan's sweaty profile and messy hair. He had just finished a team copy of "Spiritual Realm·Liu Li". The screen was flashing with golden light, the loot distribution list was scrolling quickly, and the whirring voices of his teammates in the earphones had not completely subsided...
