The Internet cafe at three o'clock in the morning was filled with smoke. Chen Mo looked at the game character that turned gray for the eighth time on the screen, his fingers trembling slightly on the cheap keyboard. The passerby player opposite with the ID name "Akun" used the most basic role to defeat him, a "veteran" who had been ranked for three years, and was unable to fight back. The scolding of his teammates came from the earphones. Chen Momo took off the earphones and stared at the dazzling 0-8-2 record on the settlement interface. In the lower right corner of the screen, a friend request from a stranger popped up. There is only one line in the postscript: "Do you want to win? Your hand speed is not slow, it's just that your path is crooked."
